[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=CFC500]⚡John Watts⚡[/color] and  [color=107532]🏹 Arthur Twist 🏹[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/Qt33mtMn/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Smallville?
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Arthur frowned, staring up at the blonde man that had appeared on the final robot. He looked like a long lost Hemsworth brother - the type that was cast in action movies like Star Trek or the Hunger Games. He seemed malicious as well, given that he clearly was the one responsible for these robots, and he was all too happy about trying to kill a bunch of children. Mojo's influence or not, that was unforgivable. Fighting children was dishonorable, even if they were armed. He didn't know if Mojo would let them die, but from what he knew, this was all supposed to be reality TV. Maybe they could use that to their advantage. 

	Watts huffed slightly, seeing the massive weapon Elara had on her. He didn't know anything about this girl really and he didn't know if she could be trusted with something that powerful. She didn't have the mind of a child, but he wouldn't have trusted her with that as an adult anyways. He wouldn't have even trusted Andrew as an adult with it and he had been the one to build the weapon. [color=CFC500]"Just don't point that at anyone or you'll get us killed,"[/color] he snapped at her. He also had half a mind to confiscate Andrew's suit from him, but with the robots and this new foe, that wouldn't have been a good move. The suit was at least keeping Andrew safe. 

	[color=107532]"Mojo wants us to fight,"[/color] Arthur explained to the others. He took his bow and set it down on the ground in front of him. [color=107532]"We'll never leave if we let ourselves be his puppets."[/color] Sometimes, the only way to win the game was to not play at all. They still had their powers for a reason. If Mojo wanted them dead, they would have died already, long before they were turned into children. He hoped that the others would listen to him and follow his lead, but he also was braced for some of them to try fighting anyways. 

	[color=CFC500]"...You want us to just let him kill us?"[/color] Watts scoffed, incredulous. He didn't know this archer, but the idea seemed rather dumb to him. Sure, he could agree with him that this Mojo person wanted them to fight, as they were appropriately armed - but what was to stop this man from killing all of them if they laid down their arms? He somehow doubted that he wouldn't go for fatal blows. He turned his back on the archer, instead peering up now at the newcomer. [color=CFC500]"Who the [i]BEEP[/i] are you?"[/color] Watts asked, before frowning. [color=CFC500]"... [i]BEEP.[/i] What the? I can't swear? What the [i]BEEP[/i]?"[/color]