Stopping a freak incident

After paying a visit to the police station to have your fingerprints and pictures taken for future reference, you begin to scour the city for more trouble. A few cats stuck in trees and grandmas needing to cross the sidewalks give you a flying excersise for a good two minutes, but nothing momentuous or ****-defying seems to be ongoing.

Sophie: "Gotta expand by scope by the looks of it."

You leap up into the sky and scour the neighbouring cities. At first you see nothing that the cops can't handle, but four counties over there's something very strange happening: People walking around, seemingly made of gold! With an introspective gander of your X-ray vision (because of course you have that as well), you can see that they indeed are made of solid gold. And yet, curiously, they move.

More importantly, these opulent idols are up to no good: they're ripping apart the business district, breaking into jewelry stores and bank vaults. Bullets ricochet from the sheen of their skin without leaving a dent, and foot-thick steel vaults contort in their hands like cookie dough - it's apparent that you're dealing with superhumans of some sort.

Sophie: "Herculass, away!"

You are there in an instant. Up close, it's apparent that there are two kinds of living statues: men and women. Taking 'chiseled' more than literally, these statuesque criminals heave with bountiful curves and magnificent muscles. Apparently aware of this, many pairs have taken to fornication.

Sophie: "Stop right there you... uhg, gross. Hey, are you even paying attention to me?"

As the statues pay no notice to your commands, you decide to see if brute **** has any effect. While the statues are significantly tougher than the rifles you crushed earlier, your planetary-level powers are sufficient to tear limbs off of these rampaging effigies.

However, now you've got a reaction of out them. Silently and without warning, every statue in the area starts approaching you threateningly. Their punches, while formidable, feels at best like slaps to you. Amidst this furious onslaught of golden fists, you decide to be rid these freaks at once. In a blink of tremendous super speed, all statues are sliced into miniscule threads. You stand proudly in a shining sea of decimated, limbless torsos.

This doesn't seem to impede these enemies by much. Reduced to slivers, the marbled menaces reform themselves and are at it again.

Sophie: "Dangnabbit! When I say 'stay', that means STAY!"

With your blinding fast superintelligence, you develop a new strategy for dealing with these villainous beings.