If you are ever in a mass shooting, just tell them you are my parent and you are a stupid, narcissistic, psychopathic idiot who loves nothing more than making my life hell. They'll instantly apologize, destroy their guns, and walk into jail. Because people fear nothing more than accidentally hurting my parents.
If you fear a hurricane, or a mega storm, or giant waves, volcano eruptions, earthquakes, anything, just send my parents there. There won't be any. Such is their plot armor.
Just chain my parents to your back and you will be perfectly safe.
They should farm my parents's skin and sell them as clothes. Imagine being in a car crash and being completely okay since my parents's skin gave you plot armor.
I still remember how my disgusting grandfather was driven over by a car in his late 80s and he was just fine. Not a single permanent injury. Any other person would have died, but nooooo, not my grandfather, he was only a tiny man in his 80s, he simply can't get injured when a car drives over him.