Let's rob the most secure bank in the universe! What could possibly go wrong? (CLOSED But stalkers tho)

So who wants to post…. or like…. should I…..?

(uhh I'll go, my character hasn't really done anything yet)
Marco sat up and propped himself against a wall, quietly processing the information given.

"Okay, so we don't have much time before they break the door down and I have no idea how to get us out of here. Any ideas, I'd be grateful to hear them." Gale said.

"I could secure the extra reinforcements on the door," Missy spat. "I see you were too lazy to use them."

"Is there no chance that we can just walk out to avoid being killed?"

"Screw it," Missy said, pulling up a glowing bar from her wrist and selecting something. She swiped down and hit a flickering green button on her communicator. The door's extra reinforcements triggered and slid into place.

(GTG, sorry guys!)

(Aww, okay. Rp later?)

(Yeah, bye!)

(Okay, see ya! Don't let this die, I love this rp!)

(Uhh, Idk want to do with my character, but I'll try to put him in :'''(

Sitting at the corner of the wall was Lonan, who still existed in this world and had to make his appearance somehow.

The door exploded, shards of it hitting the wall. "Put your hands in the air!" one man shouted.

Marco ducked as a shard flew toward him, but stood up and did as he was asked.

"Oi, stupid! Don't do that, we need to run!" Gale shouted.

Marco snorted. "Run where?"

"Anywhere!"

"Um… there's only one door? Either way, they have guns. And I don't want to die."

"Oh, good-oh! Thanks, captain obvious!"

"You're very welcome!" he exclaimed as one of the guards (are they guards? idk) forced him to his knees.

(Yeah they essentially are.) Gale took out a handgun and shot the guard in the head. "I said run!"

(Ohh shoot, I'm the fighter… Should I kill or knock them out???)
Lonan still sat there peacefully, protected but the small barrier that jutted out of the wall for some reason…

(Ohh shoot, I'm the fighter… Should I kill or knock them out???)
Lonan still sat there peacefully, protected but the small barrier that jutted out of the wall for some reason…

(Either.)

Marco quickly pulled off one of his gloves and stole the guard's gun, transforming into the guard as he did so.

Perceiving how even the 30-year-old was freaking out, Lonan looked down at his belt clasp and pulled out the finger knife he generally carried with him. Waiting as the others walked over the body of the dead guard, Lonan slipped out from his hiding place and waited as the rest filled into the room. What could he do now? He had no clue, it was him and a couple of other obscure individuals. Him agents 6 guards… the odds where great.

“Why am I the youngest here?” He muttered to himself, seeing as everyone else looked older then 20.

Cameron had risen his gaze at the demanding "Put your hands in the air." For one, it made him want to laugh. He rose and followed the others stealthily, not exactly knowing who to trust. However, it didn't exactly help him that he was near twice their size. For some, anyway.

Missy rolled her eyes and laid back down in bed. "Weirdos," she muttered to herself.

Olivia used a bit of telekinesis to move the bodies off the floor and against the wall.

Missy saw Olivia using telekinesis and sat bolt upright, gaping, to watch her.

Olivia looked back and saw a girl gaping at her. She grinned up at her “what are you looking at darling? We’re all mad here!” She said playing with her watch
(She calls a lot of people darling you have been warned)

Missy shrugged and rolled her eyes. Speak for yourself.