What kind of hero am I?

Rush in, disarm the man and wait for the police and news crews to arrive so I can explain my heroic deeds.

I stand there with my mouth open thinking about it for a while. Then, I go in and try to talk the man out of robbing the store. When he points the gun towards me, I get down on the floor and kick myself for not doing more.

I don't care. I'll just go to another store without so much drama. Just another sign that the world is a broken place.

I think to myself, "This is typical. It always happens to the stores I want to go in." Then I enter and try to prevent the man from hurting anyone. In the end, I fully expect to go down, but I'll take him with me.

I rush in and disarm the man, but I may go too far. I can't always control my strength and emotions when I am in the moment. The man may need to go to the hospital, and I'll brood about that for a bit more than I will feel glad that I saved anyone. I'll leave before anyone can thank me or police / news arrive.

I enter anyways. I always suspected that friend. Sometimes it's just your time to face your destiny.

I go back home and concoct an elaborate plan to expose my friend and those who wait for me. When I return, they will not know what hit them. Then I'll agonize over trusting the wrong person. This always happens to me.

I have no real friends - only allies who seek glory as well. If this were true, I would enter and take down all of them, my friend included. That will show the world who is really in charge!

I would enter and stay true to myself. I believe that facing things head-on and staying true will win in the end.

My friends are my partners in crime, so this is almost expected. Oh, well. I guess I'm on my own again for a while. I probably won't go in, causing all of them to wait, question how much I know, and squirm while I plan revenge.