R. Samuels
R. is 21 years old.
He is the Electric Guitarist of the underworld.
R. is also known as "Blaze".
R. is located in Nashville at Bar:+:Rococo "Lolita |NAS.
R. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.
*stares at the wedding band on his finger; looks up at his wife* Fuck, I love you K.
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| Game: Popmundo |
| Points: 1060 |
| Days Active: 1177 days |
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Race had never believed in full circles. Not until Paris gave him everything back.
His son was born in the same city where he’d first kissed Karolina—under the golden light of a fairytale garden he’d built for her, palms still shaking from adrenaline and awe. Back then, it had felt like the start of something unnamed. Now, standing in the hush of a hospital room, his wife asleep, their newborn curled against her chest like a promise sealed in skin, he finally understood the shape of it.
Kai Samuels. Seven pounds. Dark hair. Blue eyes already holding the whisper of his mother. Lungs strong enough to rattle the windows. Race had cried when he held him—quiet, unstoppable tears slipping down his jaw to land on Kai’s cheek. Nothing loud. Just the kind of breaking that feels like being rebuilt.
He’d spent his life dreaming of being a husband. But being someone’s father cracked him wide open. The gold pick around his neck still read Dad, but now it carried weight. Like the moment Kai’s tiny fingers closed around his, and the world just... stopped.
No stage had ever made him feel like this. No spotlight. No ovation.
Just Karolina’s tired, glowing smile. Just Kai’s heartbeat ticking beneath ribs no bigger than a teacup. Just Paris again, changed now, softer, more real. The city where he’d fallen in love. Where she’d said yes. Where he became more than myth, more than a name in lights.
Not a myth. Not a headline.
A husband.
A father.
Finally home.
Posted 7/27/2025, 1:00 PM
All characters in The Great Heist are fictitious. Any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental.
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