See, she's a real friend like that! Or...something in that area. The definitions of such things are sketchy in her understanding.

"You're like...obsessed with winning though. Don't it take the fun out of things sometimes? When it's, ya know, not life and death type stuff." Which, well, this might be a life and death situation for Deadlock's ego, and Flashpoint's too is she isn't careful.

Which...she is not, really.

"Awwww, nasty!" Someday Flashpoint will get over her hateship with goop. Someday being never. Just like the day she learns stoicism. She's off balance from her swing, without the space to get proper footing, so down she goes as the knotacle sweeps an ankle. "F-frag!" Sorry Deadlock, she's probably landing half on you and half on the overzealous tentafriend. It's a grappling move, really!