I do not own JoJo or Persona, and credit goes to Hiimdaisy for the parody comic.

Johnny Joestar sighed as he got off the train on his wheelchair via the ramp. He could not just step off like a normal person, because... because...

Johnny's eyes teared up as he curled up his right hand into a fist. "Goddamn disability!"

Starting today, you are moving in with your uncle and cousin in Inaba. Where you'll be living in for the next year!

Johnny looked up, his eyes widened in shock. "What the hell?"

Oh? You didn't know? I'm your conscious! Nice to meet you!

"Where the hell have you been all this time!?" Johnny shouted out, only for the voice to merely snort.

Because you never even bothered to listen!

"I think I would have noticed a freakin' disembodied voice earlier if you've always been here!"

Well anyway, we're going to be together for a while.

"Oh joy..." Johnny grumbled as he pushed his chair through the train station.

So... you want to see a totally unrelated fifteen year old girl in a bikini?

Johnny stopped, and his expression turned to stony indifference. "No."

...Really? You're gay? Wow, that's a first.

"I'm not gay!" Johnny shouted with his face now flushed red.

And yet you don't want to see a totally unrelated fifteen year old girl in a bikini.

"So what?! I don't have to drool over girls! What's so great about them anyways!?" Johnny's eyes twitched as the voice went silent.

...Bi then?

"Screw you!"

Well too bad, I'm showing it anyway!

"OMG!" Rise Kujikawa, idol heartthrob and source of morally questionable merchandise, cried out as waves crashed behind her bikinied form. "I'm so totally fat!"

Awwww yeah...

"Meh. Seven out of ten." Johnny replied without any form of enthusiasm whatsoever.

...Just go meet your uncle weirdo.

"Hey!"

Johnny looked to his left to see a middle aged man smoking with a frowning six-year-old girl.

"I'm Ryotaro Dojima." Dojima then pat his right hand on the girl's head, who obviously looked uncomfortable. "And this is Nanako. Have you seen a Japanese kid around here with silver hair? I'm supposed to pick up my nephew and..."

"I'm your nephew you idiot." Johnny could not help but notice the moment of awkward silence that passed by.

"...I told my sister how living in America would corrupt our family! I warned her!" Dojima shouted as he raised his first to the air and shook it.

"...Can we just go?"

"Come on kid." Dojima stated, his mood switching from enraged to cheerful. "Be a bit more formal! After all..." Dojima then ran forward and shoved his face only inches away from Johnny's, looking at him intensely. "I've seen you naked."

"What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"Um..." Nanako spoke up for the first time, making the two look at her. "Why are you in that weird chair?"

Tears formed in Johnny's eyes before he pushed himself off at rapid speeds and sobbed out, "WAAAAHHH! I HATE MYSELF!"

A Different Kind of Truth Abridged (?)

Note: Yeah, I don't really know what I was thinking when I made this. Thanks goes to Sir Godot for saying this was actually funny.

Basically, it's how I envision a flandarized version of Johnny Joestar from JoJo's Bizarre Adventure and one of the main characters of my fic A Different Kind of Truth in Hiimdaisy's Persona 4 parody.

This is basically me taking the piss at myself. That's pretty much it.

Since there are enough snippets and with the approval of the folks at Spacebattles, I'm posting this as its own story.

Please check out A Different Kind of Truth, and be sure to review it.