Hey there! I play Saints Row with my little brothers and they definetely got me into it!
This is my take on what Johnny's simulation dtarted out as if Johnny was in live with the fem!Boss!
I don't own a single thing.
What kinda shit is this?" Johnny Gat shouted stroking a hand in his hair as he looked around the weird town he was now in behind his shades. It was straight out of some fucking story, pretty ass houses and green ol' lawns with their white fucking picket fences.
"Johnny! We're going to the sock hop! You oughta hurry before we leave! Ya know how Shaundi is!" giggled a light voice that he hadn't heard in that tone for a while. He finally looked up to see the perfect woman he could ever comprehend, his 'Boss'. She was wearing some tight red cardigan that made her boob look huge, and contrasted completely from her pale skin. She had green skirt that made her ass and legs look great and she was standing in front of some old ass looking red convertible. In the car was a dapper looking Pierce at the wheel and a happy Shaundi in the passenger side, the back seat was empty and his boss seemed to incline him to get in the back with her.
"Are you fucking serious? This is some shit, alien." He said turning around unimpressed by his surroundings as the alien he spoke of appeared before him.
"Ah, you are one hard one to trick but think. The long ever object of your affection stands before you, eager as ever for the little apple pie life you lot want, and requires all the saving you can give her." Zyntac stopped for a moment, enticing Johnny with the possibilities. "Of course, I can completely understand if you want to go back to how it was before-" Zyntac smirked as he made the world crumble the world about them and they were in the boss's office.
The boss herself was sitting on the chair with a pissed off look on her face, "I don't give a shit Gat! I'm gonna fucking do it!" She spat out looking at him like he was the enemy. He'd seen that look on her face a lot, never aimed at any of her own crew though. He saw her a behind a huge ass presidential signal behind her. "I don't need some asshat like you Johnny, get the fuck outta of my face."
Just as he was gonna give her his snarky ass two cents,the scene suddenly shifted to another scenario.
Johnny Gat was running to save the boss in the harsh pounding rain, only to find her waiting outside of the rickety ass crackhouse with boasting of bruises and a bleeding gunshot.
"Aw you worried Johnny? Look at me, I ain't going down any time soon." She smiled all the while.
"Are you seriously giving me this shit? Look at your ass! You gotta get the fuck outta here and-" He had already forgotten none of it was real until Zyntac's booming laugh roared over everything.
"Exactly Mister Johnny Gat, I doubt you could want a better solitude then that of which I have already given you. Now do please attend that 'Sock Hop'" he said snidely leaving Johnny only to find the false brilliant smile of his ever so tough boss begging him to dance with her.