I?m sitting in my private jet. Pepper?s mad. Maybe I shouldn?t have made her CEO of Stark Industries without talking to her about it first. Oh well, she?ll get over it. A jolt. The plane lurches. ?Friday"? Suddenly there?s a hole where there used to be the side of the jet. Pepper and I are safely harnessed into our seats, but the case with my Iron Man armor is sucked out of the flaming opening. I undo my harness and leap. ?Friday" Could use a hand here!? I?m falling through the air. I hold my right palm out in front of me as my gauntlet materializes nearby. Then the left. The chest piece thunks into place, and finally, the helmet. I Am Iron Man.
It?s a moment early on in Marvel?s Iron Man VR, the thrilling feeling of actually becoming a superhero in a way that I never have before. It was a powerful enough moment to nearly bring me to tears. I welled up with immense emotion, and then? a black screen. A loading bar. Before I could soar through the sky and rescue Pepper from the burning plane above me, I guess the suit had to? buffer, or something.
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