Ottopilot: Shoved from behind onto a freshly waxed floor, which he skidded across, fetching up against the bar just as the bartender was blending a daquiri. Otto's head dislodged the lid from the blender, spewing partially ground ice everywhere, tripping the waitress and sending skewers of sate flying, one of which flew at the face of a navy seal who deflected it with a thrown knife which cut the cable on a mounted marlin which swung down and skewered otto through the throat.
In short, he was Rube Goldberged to death.
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