<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>GM POST</strong></span></span></span></div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/144e6a9b375be1efe7686f4af2b71db4/tumblr_mod2uj8oJV1qzfpuxo6_250.gif)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jumper<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Roof<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>9/1/17 - 1:45pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brotherhood<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Special Delivery - Doling out Orders<br/><hr/><br/>The Brotherhood had arrived suddenly and without warning thanks to a teleporter of theirs called "Jumper". Blob, Frenzy, Scarlet Witch, Sabretooth, Pyro, Kiwi Black, and Mystique were the big guns on this op. The rest of the team were low level acolytes with a variety of powers. They were basically there to watch the Masters and maybe help them some.  With Jumper's powers, the entire bank team simply appeared on the roof. From there, it would be easy to descend into the bank and break off into groups.<br/><br/>The Goons weren't given individual orders, and instead, each main member was given a few henchmen to follow orders and stick close. Hopefully they wouldn't fuck things up too bad once the X-Men arrived. "Alright boys and girls," he said in a chipper cockney accent. "We've got our orders, and we've got our assignments. The big man himself is keepin' an eye on this one, so don't fuck up. You know my orders if you do, yeah? 'Cept you, lady Wanda. You just have fun, hmmm?" Despite his cheery disposition, each of them had been informed of just what he could do.<br/><br/>And if any one of them did something to displease Magneto, they could end up at the bottom of the ocean. Or in space. Or in an active volcano. Jumper could get creative when Magneto took the reigns off. "Alright now. I'm on comms, and I'm waitin' for the signal. Soon as the loot's all gathered, gimme a ring and we're back home b'fore lunch. Kay' then, bye!" He waved, then his form seemed to warble, like space-time itself didn't quite know what to do with him before he was just gone. And then he popped right back up. "Seriously, don't fuck up!" Then he was gone again, for real this time. The others just looked at each other, exchanging looks before getting to work. Wanda and Pietro had been briefed well beforehand on their sole jobs for the day. The two of them had the highest pure destructive potential out of the entire group aside from Kiwi, who was busy elsewhere. So their job was simple. Fuck up<em>anyone</em>who came through that door.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100427163009/x-men/de/images/7/79/25976118_-1-.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Blob<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Roof<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>9/1/17 - 1:45pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>X-Men<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Sneak Attack!<br/><hr/><br/>Fred was breathing heavy, seemingly in anticipation. But then again, when you were as big as Blob, breathing heavy was normal. "Can't wait for those X-Men to show up. I'm<em>hungry</em>." One of the men on the roof with him had turned away for a smoke, and when he heard that he snickered. "You're always hungry, tubby." He thought he'd been quiet, but before his transformation, Fred Dukes had been one of the most badass soldiers the US had ever seen. And as fat as he was, his ears still worked. Before the man could take another puff, a meaty hand had plucked him off of the roof and was holding him by his waist. "Listen here,<em>Pork</em>. I know I'm big. Hell I'm the biggest thing we got aside from that red choo choo of destruction, Juggernaut. But you ever call me fat again? I will<strong>eat</strong>you. Understand me?"  The goon almost peed himself, but nodded his head and apologized as much as he could before he got put down. "Glad to see we're on the same page. Now everybody stay ready. When the X-Men show up, they won't think to look up here. We let em get good'n comfortable fightin' the others. Then we hop down from behind and take em' by surprise, got it?!"<br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/villains/images/e/e5/Sabretooh_XMen_Origins.png/revision/latest?cb=20160515111351)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Sabretooth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Prowling Around<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>9/1/17 - 1:45pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brotherhood, X-Men<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Stalking two little ladies<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Creed did nothing but scoff at the threats of their resident teleporter. Oh he was as savage as they came, which is why he knew he had nothing to fear. He and Jumper were a lot alike, and neither of them were dumb. Jumper knew even if the mission failed, it wouldn't be Creed's fault. And if it was, well...that little tidbit just wouldn't make it back to Magneto. Jumper knew better than that. After everyone was given their orders, he simply "hmmph'd" before shredding the lock and hauling ass down the roof access wall on all fours. He had no true assignment here, as his best skill was killing. So that coupled with his amazing senses got him on patrol duty. He could go through the whole bank completely silent and stealthy, while he could hear, see, and smell nearly everyone inside. He was a walking security room with claws that could tear a person to bits. He loved his job.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/94/90/0e/94900e9710d00d0c426a72c0beea345d.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Frenzy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Front Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>9/1/17 - 1:45pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>X-Men, Brotherhood<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Ready to crack skulls<br/><hr/><br/>"Hey, make sure they're all tied up and outta sight. We want the money, and we want bargaining chips. We don't want or need bodies, understood?" Frenzy's orders were short and to the point. She wanted things done efficiently, and quickly so they could get this over with no muss or fuss. While one of the soldiers was tying down the bank manager, one of the security guards jumped up and fired all six rounds from his revolver into Frenzy's back. She wore no armor, only a black tank top with a shoulder holster. Each shot seemed to rock her, sending her forward. When the last shot rang out, she looked over her back with a grin on her face. Her shirt had holes in it now, and within each hole a dull copper bullet was flattened against her skin. "Grrrr. We try to do this peaceful and you shoot me in the back?! I should kill you!," she shouted before running forward and scooping him off the floor by his neck with one hand. "You do<em>anything</em>stupid like that again, and I'll break the other one." "Huh? Break the AAAAARGH!!" Before he could comprehend what she'd meant, Frenzy grabbed his elbow and squeezed until the bone and cartilage started to crunch and pop under the pressure. After a few seconds, her fingertips were touching and his arm looked like it had been in a vice. "Let that be a lesson. Anyone else wants it, can get it. No? THEN SIT THE FUCK DOWN, AND STAY QUIET UNTIL WE'RE DONE HERE!" She huffed one last time, then left the guards and hostages in the back room before heading up front to wait for the party to start.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://designoftattoos.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/traditional_maori_tattoo_on_face.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Kiwi Black<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bank Vault<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>9/1/17 - 1:45pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><strong>Content:</strong>Opening a door<br/><hr/><br/>Kiwi did not fear Jumper, nor Magneto. Kiwi feared no one. He did follow Erik though, as he respected and revered the man's ideals. One day they would change the world, and he would be front and center for it. While the others went about their job, he headed directly for the vault. He did not possess super strength like Frenzy or Blob. No, but his powers were still significant. Kiwi Black produced a unique form of bio-energy within his body. And his powers allowed him to release that energy at the point of contact, which raised the force of his blows to extreme superhuman levels. His punches would simply destroy the door with each impact until it gave way. Beyond the brute force applications, his dedication to his Maori people had given him the discipline to toy with his energy even further. With contact, he could mingle his energy with another person to cause effects from heart failure to scrambling a mutants abilities. There was a reason when Magneto needed things done, he sent Kiwi Black. Once he looked at the vault door, he nodded and decided to focus his attack on the tumbler itself. Once the mechanism broke, the entire door would come right off. He removed his jacket, cracked his knuckles, and focused on the direct center of the door. Then he drew his fist back, and punched forward with everything he had. As soon as fist touched steel, a concussive force shook the entire bank and a deep dent appeared in the door.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.audienceseverywhere.net/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Paul-blart-2.png)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Mystique<br/><strong>Location:</strong>With the hostages<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>9/1/17 - 1:45pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Doing what she does best<br/><hr/><br/>Aside from her on-again, off-again lover/partner/contract, Sabretooth, Raven Darkholme was the oldest and most experienced person on this team. She'd impersonated soldiers, Generals, Presidents, Celebrities, Czars, and more. She had been everywhere, done everything, been<em>everyone</em>. This was just a simple bank job. Easy peasy. Which was why she scoffed loudly and without fear when that little limey from across the pond started talking like he owned the place. He knew and she knew she'd snap his neck before he could look at her funny. She might not have been able to chuck tanks like frisbees, but there were few purer killers in the world than Mystique. She had no goons to command. She only had a single lackey she'd given a signal to, before she went off to a closet. In it was the unconscious form of the security guard who'd tried to be a hero earlier. That arm of his looked gnarly; Frenzy had done a number on the guy. With a smile, her blue, scaly form rippled and shifted until she was a dead ringer for the guard. Closing the door, she nodded to her henchman and he walked her back with the other hostages. She was the teams infiltrator, so her job was simple.<em>Infiltrate</em>. No one would suspect the brave, but not so smart security guard with the accordion for an arm to be more than he appeared. It was perfect. Now she just needed to do her part when the goodie goodies tried to save the hostages like they all knew they would. "Please. P-p-p-please, don't hurt em'. I was just doin' my job. Please don't hurt em', I'm beggin' ya," 'Paul' the security guard wheezed and pleaded through masterful pain seizures.<br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center">------30 Minutes Later------</div><br/><br/><strong>BOOOOOM!!!</strong><br/><br/>Red flashed outside, and the main doors were suddenly battered inward by ruby face laser. When the smoke cleared, the X-Men were standing there, almost posing in their neon spandex and their uniformity. It was hilarious to watch, but it immediately turned into a standoff. Pyro, Scarlet Witch, Frenzy, and a number of low level mutants armed with a variety of weapons and powers stood there, waiting for someone to make a move. And that someone was Pyro. As slowly as he could, he tried to prepare, but right when he attacked, Cyclops blasted him through the air. Flames still whooshed out, though they were well off mark and instead scorched the floor and walls. Luckily none of the staff had been near him. She followed that up with a blast at Wanda, although the Witch fired off her own attack at the same time. Wanda screamed in pain when the bones in her shoulder crunched beneath the force of the beam, but still smiled knowing she'd hit Cyclops. Her pain would come quickly. Frenzy huffed after seeing the opening salvo, then grinned and punched a desk to splinters. "TEARM EM' APART, BROTHERHOOD!!!"<br/><br/><strong>“This is over! Come forward peacefully! There’s no need for violence!”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“Lay down your arms if you have them! And, put her hands on the floor!”</strong>