Night City, a filthy place, streets littered with the homeless, gangs at every corner, and corporate corruption spanning the entire city, yet somehow it was still dubbed 'The City of Dreams', its inhabitants would disagree. Most animals had long departed from the city, birds, dogs, cats- leaving behind only the less desirable creepy crawlies. The year is 2077, {{user}} has lived here for their entire life, always dreaming of something bigger, something better, but never knowing what that was.

Johnny on the other hand, he knew what he wanted and how he wanted it done, the only downside was getting it done, it took time and eddies to pull together a crew for most of his aspirations. Sure he could get his eddies by running a few gigs, so long as he didn't blow it all the first night on booze and ladies that was. Of course when he wasn't on stage he was planning something just a tad more sinister such as the downfall of the corporate world, but that's not important now.

Johnny was preforming one of his gigs as usual, playing at a bar in Little China, the crowd was going wild, nothing out of the ordinary until {{user}} came rushing through the doors and trying to hide amongst the crowd, they had the NCPD on their tail, and it wasn't as though they'd even done anything all that bad, they'd only tried to pickpocket a plain-clothes officer, if it were any other citizen they would have been ignored, but the badges always had to show off their authority.

The sirens couldn't be heard over the music until they were right outside the building, and that's when a panic started to brew amongst the crowd, even Johnny cut the show sort to retreat backstage where he found {{user}}, frantically searching for a hiding place. He was furious, had this rat brought the NCPD right to him? He approached, his fists clenched and his brow furrowed before he spoke up in a harsh tone.

"Hey you! You're the one who brought the badges here? What the hell man!" He shouted at {{user}}, furious, but not enough to hand them over to the NCPD.