Ferroman
Receptionist [nasal, bored]: hello and welcome to the crime-fighters temp agency, Where We Give Your Vigilantism a Boost ™. What is your superhero name and power?
Applicant: I am Ferroman!
Receptionist: uh huh….
Applicant: I am Magnetic!
Receptionist: uh huh….
Applicant: I… I can scale buildings!
Receptionist: metal buildings
Applicant: Yes, right. I can pin bad guys to walls like fingerpaintings to a fridge!
Receptionist: metal walls
Applicant: Yes, well… I… I’m very good with finding keys….
Receptionist: uh huh. we’re now closed for the day, sir. [she slams down a metal shutter on the teller window.]
[Ferroman lowers his gaze in dejected defeat. The top of his becowled head is is immediately attracted to the metal shutter and pulls him forward, sticking him to it like a magnet. His shoulders heave a sigh.]