[ WP ] You 're the exact opposite of the Hulk . Your powers activate when you 're calm , and you become normal when you 're angry .

& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; I do n't know why I decided to become a super hero. I used to have major issues with anger, until I went to therapy. I learned something quite shocking in therapy. Being angry all the time, I had never noticed. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; I had super powers. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Whenever I was n't caught up in a rage, I was nigh invulnerable. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; I took a certain amount of vindictive satisfaction in confronting a bully calmly, and watching him break the bones in his hand trying to punch me in the face. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; There was one thing I did n't count on when I decided to become a super hero, though. People are infuriatingly stupid. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; The woman I saved from a robbery outside a coffee shop came far closer to discovering my weakness than any of my villainous rivals. `` You made me spill my coffee, you retard!'' She screeched, slapping me on the chest, then rubbing her bruised hand. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; The attempted robber, who I had trussed up, stared incredulously at his intended victim. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; I took a deep breath, and another. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' I hear you breathing pretty heavily over there. Are you perving on me? I bet you set this up to get into my pants,'' she accused in a shrill voice. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; I counted backwards from 20. `` What is *wrong* with you?'' I asked, trying my best to release my building anger in short bursts, to avoid a moment of weakness. `` Should I have stood by and let you be robbed?'' 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' You *did* set this up, did n't you?'' She said, jabbing a finger in my chest. I winced, which she apparently took to indicate a guilt, as she started screaming at me. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; I took a deep breath, then was suddenly struck by an inspiration, and smiled beatifically. I leaned down and released the robber. `` Go ahead and pick up where you left off. I wo n't stop you,'' I said to the man, `` Just do n't hurt her,'' I added. 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; He promptly lept to his feet, snatched her purse, and ran off, and I walked away, in the opposite direction, with a vindictated smirk on my face, as she screamed invectives at me for not stopping her from being robbed. 
 
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