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wasn't bad just idk, nothing special, feel have heard similar often and like, well duh, but still 6.5/10

what you will and get a spring 2026 waifu

Flynn wasn't quick enough to make it to Nalu in time, as the delinquent's fists came hammering down upon her head.  He watched as the girls head shattered apart...or splattered apart.  Nalu seemed to be entirely comprised of liquid.  He head squished it's shape, and she seemed unphased.  The display was another shock for Flynn, as the girl he had just been conversing rather friendly with was just an amorphous blob, not that there was anything wrong with that of course.  Her assailant had become rather feral, flailing around in a vein attempt to try and damage her.  Even though the girl seemed to be able to handle him, Flynn still made an attempt to go and assist her.   He was stopped in his tracks when the kid he had sent flying prior was now grabbing at his waist.  Flynn went to try and rip the thug's grip apart, but it proved to be more difficult than he initially thought.  Flynn was hoisted into the air by his middle.  This technique was familiar to a grappler such as himself!  He was about to take the brunt of a German Supplex.  Smiling beneath his mask, Flynn tucked his chin into his chest, and protected his neck with clasped hands.  Flynn crashed into the ground harder than he had on any wrestling mat before, and let out a loud grunt as he did so.  It was probably the third of fourth hardest bump he had taken in his life up until this point.  His opponent had dropped the hold on his waist, as Flynn writhed and wriggled in agony on the ground.  The crowd that had been watching their fight specifically had begun to gasp, almost reaching out for the Luchador.  He couldn't help but give a faint smile through the pain.  Everybody liked their hero on the backfoot...it would make their cheering all the more sweeter in a moment.  The delinquent stood up, rather clumsily, and proceeded to jump into the air above Flynn.  They stuck out their leg so that it would act as a guillotine over Flynn's neck.   Flynn gave up the act of the amount of pain he was in, noticing the amateur's move. "An Atomic Leg Drop!?  Impressive!"  Flynn instantly bounced off of his back, and onto his feet, crouched like some sort of wild cat.  "You're not so bad, rookie.  I'll show you something cool!"  With an explosion from his quadriceps, he launched himself into the air, intercepting the fledgling luchador in the making.  The two of them soared at least thirty feet into the air, before Flynn rotated the delinquent one-hundred and eighty degrees with ease.  He grabbed their legs underneath his arms, their wrists with his hands, shoving his knees underneath their arms.  With a twist, the two of them began their descent with a rapid twirling motion.  He laughed as the two rapidly plummeted towards earth, the delinquents head poised to crash into the ground at top speed.  "What do you think, eh!?  You are about to take on one of my experimental finishers!  I don't even have a name for it yet!  HAHAHA!"  This would have never flown for a real show, none of the wrestlers in his realm would be able to take this bump without serious injury, but this brute could take it...right? No...this guy was obviously under the influence of something...and Flynn didn't want to inflict serious harm onto someone who wasn't in control of their own actions. Before the last seconds before impact, Flynn changed his position into that of a mid-air pile driver.  He legs would provide more cushion to the blow, but not all of it.  The delinquents back collided with the ground, as it cratered beneath the two.  When the dust settled, Flynn brushed his hands together, and stuck his fists into the air, each pointing with one finger to the sky. "MY FANS, NEW AND OLD!!!  THIS IS LUCHA!!  THIS IS MI VIDA!!!"    A roar erupted from the crowd that was watching him at the awesome display.  His legs were shaky, the impact of the piledriver still coursed through them.  The pain mixed with his nerves was really putting them through the ringer.  He had never put on such an impromptu show before, but he was proud of himself.  He looked to the rest of the battlefield, and noticed the blonde girl from before being chased as she handed a bag towards Theodore.  Flynn dashed off once more, and leapt into a dropkick in an attempt to intercept him.