So, then I will start, of course. Okay, meet...
AVA BISHOP!
I was once a Stillwater street cop, a rookie if there ever was one. I could shoot rather good and that was of course needed in Stillwater. The gangs were taking over the city, but none as fast as the Third Street Saints. But, as events unfolded, the gangs were killing eachother off. I wanted to take action, to try and stop this war, because to many innocent lives were lost in the gang shoot outs. But I was ordered to stay put. Ordered by idiots behind their desks, face in their high offices. The Mayor got the bad end of the stick, though.. As one of the Saints got blown up. It was supposed to look like a suicide bomber, but I knew better.. It was quiet for a while, and Ultor took that time to take over where the gangs stopped. At least there weren't any more shoot outs on the street, or so it was for a couple of weeks. New gangs came, seeing the city of Stillwater as a cheesy vacant motel, filled with whores and drug dealers.. junkies.. Which was half true.
After the earthquake the city got cleaned up. But no matter how good it looks, it was still rotten on the inside. But someone came with a plan: Rebuild the Saints. Cops were getting shot on the street. But they had rules to stick to, so if they would go in shooting, they would be fired and thrown in jail. They needed someone who could clean up, someone who wouldn't mind shooting first, ask no questions at all. Someone who could take the role as the poor sod who got blown up, who got betrayed by someone. You would think they'd find someone better then a red haired girl like me, to post as the old male member... You thought wrong. And their story? Plastic surgery.. Briliant, right?
So there I was.. In the prison... The rumor got leaked, the right people payed off, and I? I was playing a unconscious corpse who was moved to the prison, because I was about to wake up. I wasn't forced into this task. Not at all. I wanted my shot to deal with the raping, murdering scum that walked the streets of my city! And all I had to do for that is throw away my life, live a new one. A dangerous one. A life of a blown up gang member... This was just fucking great. And not only that, I had to start and run that wich I am supposed to fight. A gang. I was taught everything on file about the Saints. The old members, what they did, what "I" did. The bandages came off, and.. Tadaa. Like a fucking magic show. This whole situation was a joke. Somehow I got the feeling someone was just trying to pull one on me. Very fucking hilarious. Haha. Yes, that was a fake laugh, you jerk. So now I was in jail, lying infront of two cops who would like to shove their beating sticks right up my ass for all the shit "I" pulled. "Save it for court!" they said. Well, I wasn't planning on hanging around long enough to get a trial and get executed. But how the hell was I supposed to get out? In a prison, on a god damn island...? Heh, the awnser rolled in. Carlos.. A kid, playing gangsta. A fool in my eyes, but.. he meant well, I guess. And he had an escape plan. Well, as I had nothing better to do then to lie around there, I got up, knocked out the doc, but making sure he stayed silent. We went out through the back, like thieves in the night. Once the took the boat, though.. all hell broke loose. Luckily for me, the boat had a gun on board. They broke off after a few choppers went down. I tried not to kill, because.. Like me a few months ago, they were just doing their jobs. But as everyone always jokes, "No one dies in Stillwater!" I'm sure they would make their way back to the prison. Well, the rest has been played in a lot of different rip offs from the Saints Row events, everytime sporting a different actor and changed the story slightly. Hell, sometimes I thought I was one of those sorry sods, playing in a gangsta movie...
That feeling didn't change when I got into Steelport. The shit I pulled there? I don't even think a James Bond movie would sport so many crazy stuns. But.. Years later.. Here I am, standing on the top of my penthouse, watching over my new city, waiting for what will happen next. Heh... Since everything is going more crazy, I wouldn't be surprised if Aliens would land here. Well, let them come. I sure as hell got a few bullets left.
