[i]The clone easily moved as fast as Bedlam, going even faster than Jason, who had still been keeping up. Its right forearm blocked the kick, shin getting stopped there where the ankle began, while the copy didn't move as much as an inch. Immediately, its left fist came crashing down on Bedlam's kneecap, aiming to shatter it. Jason, in the meantime, had backed up, his attention focused on puppeteering his copy, since that thing was significantly more capable than him.[/i]

[spoiler]This is too serious. Some fun has to be thrown in.[/spoiler] Bedlam had used his other leg to kick off of the copy's chest, causing him to fly through the air and land on his feet a small distance away. The young man shifted his feet into a wide stance as his body began to shake. "Miyo! Anime no chikaraaaaa!!!" [spoiler]"Behold! The power of anime!" ....at least that's what google translate says[/spoiler] The young man yelled, an aura of energy surrounding him. For some reason no one would attack him while he's like this because anime logic, I guess. ~~~An episode later~~~ Bedlam's hair turned a bright yellow and grew down past his shoulders. In both of his hands were katanas and in his mouth he bit down on the handle of a third weeb sword, giving him the ability to triple wield because that's for some reason a thing. I dunno how the Japanese thought that made sense, but I guess it's just to look cool. Anyway, Bedlam rushed forward with his swords raised to battle Jason once more! He was determined to win and become the Hokage of his village.

[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]

Bedlam's enhanced speed allowed him to deflect the punches with the sword in his left hand and the one held in his mouth, while his right sword attempted to slash at the Stand with its long blade. Surprisingly, the blades were extremely durable and showed no sign of breaking. [i]I shall bring honor to my famiry![/i] The weeb with katanas kept charging forward, his blades moving too fast for the eye to see.

[i]Yet, the copy kept up, the swords still very much visible to the eyes as it... really wasn't human at all. The slash was its cue to go on the defensive, right hand nonchalantly batting the blade aside when it came swooping in. Bedlam's charge would inevitably come to a stop as the Stand remained rooted in place, its arms a blur as it blocked and deflected whatever was thrown at it. Jason, in the meantime... was literally just lunching, drinking a nice vodka and eating an even nicer sandwich. He didn't like interfering when his copy was fighting, and dealing with a troll really took some energy.[/i]