Penguin Workshop

The toilet was brightly lit and the floor was damp and clean, as if it had just been cleaned. The air was filled with the smell of toilet cleaner.

But now, in this clean toilet, a very "dirty" scene has appeared:

Five unruly and menacing delinquents stood there, their eyes gleaming with evil intent.

A man dressed in a strange mascot costume cowered against the wall with his back to them. Even though nothing was touching him from behind, he still made strange noises with his face flushed under the watchful eyes of the five thugs.

"Sorry to bother you."

Upon seeing this, a passing traveler who was about to take his child to the restroom hurriedly retreated.

"Dad, what are those older brothers doing?"

The innocent child asked his father this question.

Don't ask, this isn't something you should know at your age.

The father grabbed his child's hand and fled the horrific crime scene in a panic.

"Wait a minute."

"Don't go! Help me!"

The man in the penguin costume cried out, on the verge of tears.

His voice was filled with terror, panic, and grievance.

He was punched in the face for no reason, pinned against the wall by an unseen "ghost," and surrounded in the toilet, a place few dared to enter, by five strangely dressed, muscular young men with hostile expressions.

Anyone who experienced something like this would feel just as helpless as he does now.

"I was wearing a mascot costume during the day for an event, and then I got stuck in traffic on the highway and didn't have a chance to change."

"How?"

The man in the penguin costume said, on the verge of tears, "Is wearing a mascot costume illegal?"

"This"

Giorno and the others looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

"Could it be that we've made a mistake?"

If it were an ordinary gang, they would probably kill the person on a whim to eliminate any potential threats.

But they are a gang with principles, beliefs, dreams, and morality. As rebels against the old world, they will not indiscriminately kill innocent people like the trash they despise.

Seemingly sensing Giorno and the others' hesitation, the man in the penguin suit immediately said tremblingly:

"Although I don't know what tricks you're playing, I... I can tell you."

"If you don't release me, I'm calling the police!"

"Shut up!"

"I'm a cop!"

Abbacchio retorted rudely.

He remained vigilant and then suggested:

"Go up and search."

"Check if there's anything suspicious on him."

Upon hearing this, Fugo walked over without hesitation.

His Purple Haze- like close-combat ability is the strongest in the team, and he is always the one in charge of daring to approach when Bucciarati is not around.

So Fugo summoned Purple Haze to accompany him, and then carefully approached her.

Nothing happened.

The man in the penguin costume didn't make any move; he just trembled and waited for Fugo to search him.

Fugo roughly reached out and roughly felt up and down the man in the penguin suit:

There is nothing suspicious.

"This mascot costume doesn't even have any pockets, there's nowhere to hide anything."

"This"

Abbacchio frowned, unsure of what method to use to confirm the other party's identity.

The man in the penguin suit was still excitedly shouting, and even though the restraints of the Gold Experience were gradually loosening, he remained completely still.

Giorno thought about it carefully and finally made a decision:

"Well, maybe we made a mistake this time."

"Gold Experience, let him go!"

With a thought, he completely let go of Gold Experience's hand.

Feeling the mysterious force behind him finally disappear, the man in the penguin suit collapsed to the ground like a terrified ordinary person.

He looked at Giorno and the others, sweating profusely, and bombarded them with a series of questions:

"What... what exactly do you want?"

"What was that that just hit me? And who are you people?"

"Nothing."

Giorno didn't have time to deal with such questions:

"I'm sorry about what happened just now."

"We have other things to do, so we won't bother you any longer."

As he spoke, he prepared to leave the guy in the toilet and depart with his companions.

"Etc!"

The man in the penguin suit grew bolder as Giorno's confidence waned. Seeing Giorno and the others about to leave, he casually reached out his hand to Mista, who was closer to him.

"At least, help me up first."

"My back and waist are numb from being pressed down, and I can't stand up now."

"Knew."

Mista reached out without warning and casually pulled the terrified man up from the floor.

The man in the penguin costume seemed to be so frightened that his legs went weak. He had just stood up, but immediately stumbled and fell to the other side.

Having no other choice, Narancia reached out and helped him steady.

"Thanks."

The man in the penguin costume managed to stand up, and politely said thank you.

However, just as Mista and Narancia withdrew their hands from supporting him, he slumped over like a crippled chair in the direction where Abbacchio was standing.

"This"

Fugo frowned deeply:

That man in the penguin costume, his legs were way too weak.

They collapsed one after another, as if it were all an act.

Etc.

At that moment, Fugo suddenly thought of something:

During the body search, he indeed found nothing on the man in the penguin costume.

However, now that I think about it carefully, it seems that the mascot costume was missing something, except for the lack of pockets.

"Zipper!"

"I couldn't find the zipper on that piece of clothing!"

"A mascot costume without a zipper. How did he even get into it?!"

A series of questions flashed through Fugo's mind.

These questions aroused his vigilance, prompting him to instinctively shout out in that split second:

"Abbacchio, watch out!"

"Um?"

Upon hearing Fugo's warning, Abbacchio instinctively dodged to the side.

Immediately afterwards, the penguin-suited man who was falling towards him missed his target and staggered several steps before finally regaining his balance.

"What's wrong?"

"Fugo, have you found something?"

Looking at the man in the penguin suit's ridiculous and powerless performance, Abbacchio could hardly perceive the problem.

Fugo was about to reveal his discovery when the man in the penguin suit laughed first:

"Ha ha."

"My acting was pretty good, wasn't it?"

The lingering fear on his face had vanished, replaced by a confident smile tinged with mockery.

"No way."

"Having such a stand-in ability has actually forced me, a technician, to become an actor."

The man in the penguin suit, with a hint of disgust, wiped away the water stains he had just gotten on the floor, and calmly addressed Giorno and the others in front of him:

"Everyone, let's get to know each other formally:"

"I am Jamie Campbell, a technician in the technology team."

"The technology team?"

Upon hearing the other party so openly introduce themselves, Giorno and the others' expressions subtly changed:

"You came with that Adam?"

"That's right."

Jamie shrugged, showing no sign of panic, and said:

"I am Adam's partner, or more accurately, a 'substitute'."

"Ah, Adam had never made a mistake before, and I thought I could follow in his footsteps and get some credit."

"I never thought I'd have to do it myself in the end."

He relaxed and moved his arms and legs, a lively smile on his face:

"I don't usually do risky things, but I've studied your intelligence."

"Your abilities are all quite interesting, especially Giorno's – I've seen your performance on the surveillance footage, and that ability to create creatures at will is really something I'd love to experience."

"Experience?"

Giorno vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

On the other hand, the fact that Jamie dared to stand alone in front of the five of them and provoke them was itself proof that danger was imminent.

Really

To the astonishment of Giorno and the others, Jamie's ridiculous mascot costume suddenly began to tremble slightly.

The mascot costume seemed to come alive, wriggling for a moment.

It laid four eggs.

Indeed, four eggs mysteriously popped out from the mascot costume and then rolled onto the ground.

"This is my double—"

"Penguin Workshop"

Jamie pointed to the mascot costume he was wearing and introduced it in a calm tone.

Then, the four eggs rolled on the ground, their shells shattered, and a burst of light shone from within.

The light emitted from the first egg coalesced into a lithe humanoid figure, clad in silver-white armor adorned with beetle ornaments, its entire body radiating a faint silver glow.

The second ray of light coalesced into a tall humanoid figure, dressed in Roman-style armor and wearing a semi-transparent mask, with an overall color scheme leaning towards green and yellow.

The third beam of light transformed into six bullet-sized figures, each with a number from one to six marked on its head, and their metallic skin resembling stainless steel.

The fourth beam of light transformed into a toy airplane equipped with a complete miniature machine gun and painted entirely white.

"These are all products manufactured by Penguin Workshop."

Amidst the stunned and somewhat dazed gazes of the group, Jamie Campbell, also from the technology team, laughed mockingly, just like his colleague Adam:

"Bring it on!"

"Let me see if your 'genuine' product is better, or my 'counterfeit' product is stronger."

PS: Substitute panel.

Stand name: "Penguin Workshop"

The original body— Jamie Campbell

Destructive power: B

Speed: B

Range: E

Endurance: A

Precision of movement: C

Growth potential: A

Ability: Its appearance is a doll costume worn on its main body. Because it is a covered stand, ordinary people can also see it.

By coming into contact with the original body or Stand of another Stand User, one can create a reskinned Stand as a "product" over a period of time.

Theoretically, a body double possesses abilities no less than the original, but due to Jamie's limited mental strength, the final product's performance depends on the actual situation.

A stand can only be replicated once, and the lifespan of a skinned stand is very short; it will die within five minutes.