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Wrassling is pure, uncontrollable chaos where you flail, spin, and yeet your way to victory. You play as a wobbly stick-figure wrestler with zero coordination, trying to throw every other fighter out of the ring before they do the same to you. No fancy grapples, no strategy—just wild, physics-based madness where your only weapon is your noodle-like arms. You don’t fight with skill; you fight with sheer, unfiltered button-mashing panic. The ring is absolute bedlam. It’s tiny, it’s crowded, and everyone inside it is flopping around like they’ve never had bones. One second you’re dominating, the next you’re flying out of bounds because some dude spun his arms a little too fast. The physics are as wonky as they come—half the time, you don’t even know what just happened, only that you’re now airborne and regretting every decision you’ve ever made. Every match is a complete mess, but that’s what makes it so good. Multiplayer mode turns the insanity up to ridiculous levels. Two-player local battles are an all-out war of flailing limbs, where one moment of overconfidence can get you launched straight into the void. Online matches? Even worse (or better, depending on how much you love chaos). Watching someone try to "strategize" while getting smacked out of the ring by a lucky swing is comedy gold. And if throwing bodies around isn’t enough, you can slap on some absurd hats—because nothing says "champion" like a cowboy hat on a wobbly stick-figure. Winning is less about skill and more about surviving. The middle of the ring is a total danger zone, but staying on the edges makes you an easy target for a surprise shove. No matter what, someone is always spinning, arms flying at full speed, ready to send you to your doom. Whether you’re laughing, raging, or questioning how physics even work, Wrassling is guaranteed mayhem every single round.