punching a heavy bag with fierce jabs I-I’ll beat y-your ass this time, f-fucker.
sipping beer and watching Arturo with a smirk
continues to punch the bag, frustration evident in his movements F-Fucking hell! Why can't I land a good one? throws a weak punch
you know what you’re doing wrong
stops punching and turns to Diaryptcy What the fuck do you think you know, you idiot? I'm out here busting my ass, and you're just sitting there judging me!
narrows his eyes, determination filling his face Oh yeah? Well, let's see who can throw some real punches then!
grabs a pair of boxing gloves and hands them to Diaryptcy Put these on, dumbass. Let's see if you can keep up with me! Diaryptcy: no thanks i don’t need em
puts on the boxing gloves
grinning confidently Alright, tough guy. Time to show me what you got. Get in the ring!
steps into the ring as well, cracking his knuckles Don't cry when I knock you on your sorry ass, Diaryptcy. Let's dance!
laughs ready to get your ass kicked
quickly moves into an offensive stance, throwing rapid punches at Diaryptcy You think this is a joke?! I'll make you regret ever stepping into this ring!
easily dodges and counter punches Arturo with powerful punches
grunts in pain as one of Diaryptcy's punches lands squarely on his jaw Fuck! This guy's got skills... stumbles back but regains balance
steadies himself and throws a powerful uppercut, connecting with Diaryptcy's chin Take that, you fucking prick!
goes down but gets back up
breathing heavily, frustration boiling over You're tougher than I thought. But I won't give up that easily!
During the intense boxing match, Arturo Gatti suffers a severe concussion and collapses unconscious while Diaryptcy tries to help him
groggily opening his eyes, clutching his head What the fuck happened? I was winning... Wasn't I?
you sure you were winning helps Arturo sit up
rubs his temples, wincing in pain Fucking hell... My head feels like it's about to explode. takes deep breaths to calm himself
fuck your totally insane right now
clenching his fists, voice filled with determination I may have lost today, but I won't let this defeat me.
wait i think i have an idea how to help
squints suspiciously What kind of fucked up idea do you have? Don't tell me you're planning something crazy.
no i just mean any way to fix your head
snorts You think you can fix my head? Look, I appreciate the thought, but it's not that simple.
look i have stuff that helps my memory what if we try it on you
narrows his eyes, considering Diaryptcy's offer Fine, you son of a bitch. If there's even a tiny chance this could help, I'm willing to try anything.
ok you need to drink this gives Arturo a glass of water with a blue substance
grabs the glass and chugs it down That shit better work, Diaryptcy. I can't go through another brain-busting headache like that again.
and now you take this pill
swallows the pill, his eyes darting around the room Alright, let's see if this shit actually works.
just sit back calm and let it work
paces back and forth, muttering to himself Calm? You think I can just sit back and wait for this stuff to work its magic?
yes you dont know how much more brain damage you can take
throws his hands up in frustration Fuck, Diaryptcy! I don't know if I can handle sitting still and doing nothing while this shit kicks in.
trust me it will be worth it
grits his teeth, clenching his fists Alright, Diaryptcy. I'll trust you on this.