You hire three metal yard stick wielding nuns as body guards. These lethal sisters have notches along they're yard sticks, one for each kill. They are here to do the Lord's work. And the twenty thousand dollars you sank into the Catholic school project nets you twenty four hour protection. The nuns are allowed to travel with they're yard sticks as "Holy prayeraphalia".
You feel safer now and you start making public appearances building up to the tour. The first ambush is at a CD signing at Mr. Murple's bar and record shop. Huge steroid injected squirrel burst out of human costumes with switch blades. The sisters react fast. The whistle of yard sticks as they criss cross the air several pieces of squirrel each strike.
Now you feel cocky. Your going to put on one HELL of a show at the GoMadison Square garden venue. The band plays its big hits like Fuck my heart and Pat my little Satan baby on it's happy head. No rodents attacks. Great show. Back stage you are tooting cocaine with a crystal straw with the band and a few topless groupies. The nuns burst in. Eyes burning red with red. Hands white on the yard sticks. The drummer walks up to them trying to defuse the situation. A dull silver flash and he twists and falls, blood spurting from his open throat. The singer runs into the john. You hear the lock click. You never see him again. The bass player runs full tilt and smashes through the third story window. You never see him again. The lead guitarist, Snides Connely is holding up his guitar as a weapon. You know its the final stand and you brandish your six string beside him. The nuns are circling looking for an opening. Then they all strike as one. You block a face shot with your instrument. Strings plink as they are severed. The whole body cracks in the middle. The other nun ducked low and slash your knee. You fall holding up the guitar. Snides has made a home run and smashed his guitar over a sister's head. She is out cold, convulsing on the floor. But the middle nun flicks her stick and it rips through his eye socket and through sinus coming out behind his other eye with a meaty roar. Two sticks circle and stick again and again. Deep cuts all over you. Severed twitching fingers on the floor. Then the close in for organ exposing swings and brain airing strikes. You are dead. The bust into the bathroom and many swings later dude is dead. The bass player is the only survivor. He landed on a mattress a couple movers where bringing in. The hires three news players and he goes on as the Quick Nods.
The End