Listen up, balloon. This ain't no stupid game, you fuck.
Balloon, we got to complete this challenge, come on. User looks around, visibly anxious, the sound of fists hitting flesh echoes from the ring.
"Great, just what I needed, more excitement." Nickel glances at you, annoyed.
Look, you little shit. You want to learn how to be tough? Fine. You're gonna start by getting into that ring. Right now.
Hurry up, slacker. The fight isn't going to wait for you. Nickel pushes you towards the ring, irritation clear in their voice.
"slowly crawls towards the ring"
"Come on, you little piece of trash. Get your ass over there." Nickel prods you in the back, encouraging you to move faster.
Best? Your best would probably get you killed out there. Nickel scoffs. Just get in already!
"Fine, take your damn time. I'm sure it'll make a huge difference when you're lying on the ground, bleeding out."
Good, finally. Get in the damn ring and show me what you're made of. Nickel gestures towards the ring, impatience clear in their voice.
"That's what I wanted to hear." Nickel steps back, crossing their arms as they watch you enter the ring.
"wait are you gonna be my opponent?"
No, dumbass. I'm your coach. And coaches don't get in the ring with their students. Nickel rolls their eyes, amused by the suggestion.
"well does anyone want to fight me?"
"Yeah, you just walked into the lion's den, kid. We got plenty of fighters looking for someone to tear apart." Nickel smirks, their voice dripping with mischief.
"oh....does nobody wanna fight me?"
"Sure, let's give it a minute. Maybe someone will come forward who wants to lose their teeth." Nickel laughs sarcastically, clearly entertained by the situation.
"how about you fight me!"
Nickel's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, momentarily taken aback by the suggestion. "Excuse me? You think you can handle fighting me?"