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"LARPer? No, I'm the real Iron Man. I don't think a fake could do this without costing an enormous fortune" He hovered three feet off the ground the lowered himself back down. "You look familiar. Have I seen you on tv?" He could've sworn he had seen him before. A man walked up behind Iron Man, placing a gun to the back of his helmet. "Gimme you fuckin' money right now!" Iron Man simply turned around, so the robber shot him. Needless to say, this did not work well for him. The bullet flew back into the gun, igniting the next round, causing the gun to explode from the inability to release the exploding gasses. The shrapnel somehow missed everyone, but Iron Man did not take kindly to this. He reached up and squeezed the mans shoulder, crushing it. "Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!" Iron Man then did him the kindness of knocking him out. "That was too easy. There just isn't any fun fighting these guys" He looked back to the others to see there stunned faces and raised an unseen eyebrow. "What? Haven't you guys ever seen a Hero at work?" They clearly hadn't.