Mission One: Mister O’Reilly: 1.6
Brush off the wound and pain, and head deeper in the direction of Mr. O'Reilly. Away from the flames.
"Was it something I said?" wonders Father Pax, brushing off the fetid stench of rejection before stalking further into the burning villa.
…He comes to a door from behind which comes the sound of violent no quarter combat.
He gently opens the door and peeks through.
Dozens of bullets come flying wildly his way!
Shoot the feck out of that feckin’ priest Auburn
The target has his twin submachine guns out, and is unloading clip after clip upon first Father Anderson, and now Father Auburn!
…Mister O’Reilly misses entirely!
”Feckarse! Johnson,” he shouts to Armed Guard 1 as Father Auburn approaches,
”Get me the feck away from these crazy feckers! Shite!”Continue gunfight with Father Crimson
In the next room his other faithful guard is still pinned down by Father Crimson’s gunfire: he takes partial cover behind a coffee table and pokes his pistol over the top, unloading a pair of shots at the rabid priest.
…He panics and misses entirely! He starts to eye the nearest exit!
Grab O'Reilly into a stranglehold and use him as a body shield. Back slowly out of the room (in case of failure, do so quickly)
”Feck!” cries Father Auburn as dozens of bullets fly almost aimlessly about,
”Arse! Nobody move or the big fecker gets it! This Bible has really sharp feckin’ edges, y'know!”…He tries to grab Mister O’Reilly by the neck, slips in some passing retchjuice, and flees as quick as he can out of the room!
After the target is grabbed (and thus immobilized and likely unable to fight back), stab him through the throat with one of my blades, throwing a second at the guard's stomach and drawing a third, since that one's out of the question for usin' right now.
As Father Auburn flees backwards, Father Alexanderson darts forward!
Knife in hand, he lunges at Mister O’Reilly’s throatmeat,
…and completely misses!
He then lobs a second holy blade at
…the waste paper basket in the corner of the room, piercing the side and tearing the contents!
Father Alexanderson draws a third holy blade as Feckarse Johnson aims his pistol.
360 noscope Mr. O'Reilly if Father Auburn presents him to me on a silver platter (or distracts him, or whatever). Otherwise, my mad aiming skillz shall be unleashed on the arse-sniping guard.
Father “Mad Skillz Lol” Crimson, in the dining room, leaps from the cover of one sofa to another, blasting his AK in the vague direction of his opponent Armed Guard Two as he does so.
Puffs of feathers explode from nearby cushions!
…But that’s it.
If I see something that could be vaguely interpreted as a sign from God to take the shot at the pipe, do so. Otherwise take aim at the escaping guard. Witnesses, you know. Can't have 'em.
In a bit of a tough position, Father Nkutu realises that there is but only one right choice in this situation. And that is to turn to the Lord.
"Lord, if you want me to take advantage of the marvelous gas pipe in my sight and possibly incinerate my fellow feckin' priests along with the gobshite I'm actually here for, give me a sign! If you want those eejit servants to live outside your realm as penance for longer, abstain from giving me anything like a sign!"…Just then, a passing van backfires just below the fervent priest. The tremendous and shocking bang horrifically startles Father Nkuto!
Somehow, who knows how, as if by an act of the Lord, the trigger is pulled!
…The shot, as if guided from above, is perfect!
The pipe bursts.
The contents meet the flames.
The burning villa explodes, much as if struck by an ungodly combination of giant rocket propelled grenade and giant Molotov cocktail!
Crikey!
…Father Crimson is flung unharmed but burning to the floor!
…Father Anderson’s finger is blown off!
…Father Auburn is untouched and cowering in the corner of burning Room 1!
…Father Pax is saved as if by a miracle!
…Mister O’Reilly is protected by a passing waste paper basket!
…Both of the armed guards receive bodies full of jagged flying debris! They retch violently with the shock!
And then the priests and bad men realise they are aflame! Grown men run screaming and naked as howls of burning echo throughout the burning ruined villa,
…and Father Auburn collapses to the ground, deceased!
Drop and roll! Drop and roll! Shoot Father Anderson!
...Feckarse Johnson luckily manages to keep his wits about him, and manages to drop and roll!
…Unfortunately he neglects to aim at Father Anderson when he shoots the lucky priest!
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Name: Father Nkutu, formerly known as Father Curran, Harry Baldman
Health: [10/10] | Overwatching main entrance on a roof
Skills: Tis But a Flesh Wound!Inventory: Sniper rifleName: Father Crimson, Errol
Health: [7/10] | Naked | Burning | Room 3
Skills: Competent BullshiterInventory: Assault rifleName: Father Alexander Anderson, ragnarok97071
Health: [2/10] | Naked |Burning | Room 4
Skills: Competent Bayonet UserInventory: Blessed BayonetName: Father Auburn, Digital Hellhound
Health: [-1/10] | Naked | Burning | Deceased
Skills: Competent Heathen ImpersonatorInventory: Armoured BibleName: Father Pax, Tiruin
Health: [1/10] | Naked |Burning | Room 4
Skills: Competent Flashbang UserInventory: FlashbangName: Mister O’Reilly, Target
Health: [1/10] | Naked | Burning
Skills: None!
Inventory: Two x
Submachine gunName: Armed Guard One
Health: [3/8] | Naked | Room 4 with Mister O’Reilly and Father Anderson | Pistol
Name: Armed Guard Two
Health: [1/8] | Naked | Burning | Room 3 with Father Crimson | Pistol | Partial Cover
Unique Special Priestly Discretion Level Ups Available if You Survive!
Father Nkuto: Take The Shots!
Father Crimson: Geronimo!
Father Pax: Hot Steamy Latin!