[i]Whatever, I'll... let you have your dang transformation. The Stand only cocked its head to the side in a most genuine confusion, while Jason was heard groaning in annoyance off somewhere to the side and the back, busy twisting his thumbs as he controlled his puppet. Regardless, the copy charged off as well, its right fist reared back as it shot towards Bedlam like an arrow. It was a most durable Stando Powah, so the katanas would no doubt shatter on impact, while the clone would be devastating in its punches, annoying kike or no. Its golden faceplate caught a glint of sunlight, making it shimmer as it threw its punches, the sound barrier breaking for a second time.[/i]