A/N: Okay, before I give everyone this next chapter, I must inform you all on some news to prepare you for what you are about to see. I, unfortunately, had a bit of a dust-up with my laptop, my flash drive, and a plethora of power surges that caused a HEFTY chunk of my PPV matches for this show—which were written and ready for uploading after editing—to get deleted and lost outside of the realm of recovery. Considering the scope of matches that were lost and the timeline I was aiming for to get this show done, that understandably vexes me to a great degree. However, that does not mean you are not getting Regal Rumble; it just means I have to make some adjustments to preserve the show yet also save further aggravation. That being said, some of the next few matches are going to be match-capped/recapped/show-capped/written differently to accommodate what is now a battle with time, my schedule, and my own devices. I apologize for that inconvenience, but I am confident that what you will get coming up on this PPV and the aftermath is going to more than acquit myself of that grief and provide you all with some enjoyable content to indulge thyselves in. At least, that's my goal.
So without further ado and dawdling, here's the next piece of CCW Regal Rumble! Thanks again, guys!
Backstage, "The Tenth Wonder" Ben Tennyson is watching Zoe and Bella head to the back from the monitor beside him…half-cringing but also half-nodding, knowing that Zoe was bound to go as far as she did. He wasn't surprised…but at the same time he still was. But as the crowd receives his appearance with a LOUD mixed reaction—mixed mostly in consideration of whom he is wrestling later in the night, he turns to his side and says, "So…how was the interview with my cousin?"
Brad Carbunkle, the one next to Ben Ten, rubs his neck and winces upon reception of the query, and glowers at the Magnus Champion. "Really? How do you THINK it was, Tennyson?" Brad growls. "Take a wild freaking guess—how would you PRESUME that an interview with that Satanic she-dick went?"
"… 'She-dick'…" Ben looks down briefly as that word echoes in his brain. "That's a new one. Haven't heard her called THAT." After a momentary pause of pondering, he faces Carbunkle fully, ready to get on with the regularly-scheduled interview. "Anyway, let's do this. Ask away."
"…Ben…tonight, in a Pandemonium rematch, you face Tom Brady for the CCW Magnus Championship. And like last month, this is about not just him wanting to take your Title, but also take your spot as the 'Face' of CCW. But unlike last month…chances are you're not gonna be able to hide a foot on the ropes like last time. Because tonight, refereeing your match…will be CCW Executive Manager Zero Kazama, a man presiding over this match to enforce what was missed in Chicago, a man driven to SOLIDIFY who truly is the rightful Champion to act as leader of Ozone…and a man you decided to Spear two nights ago. Smooth move, huh?" Brad adds a sneering smirk at the end of this.
Ben scoffs at the quip. "Good to know Tommy let you keep your cheek even when he took your Rumble spot, Brad," Ben says, his words resurrecting Brad's seething frown. Satisfied with that, Ben Ten continues, "Now…I'm venturing here, but I think you're trying to ask if I'm at all scared or concerned that my reign as Champion is going to be at all jeopardized by my actions against Kazama last Friday…and I think you're also insinuating that I might be internally questioning whether or not I can beat Tom Brady, a guy who, funnily enough, has made a hobby out of schmoozing his way to Super Bowl rings. I'm surprised no one's in the League's made an 'Eat, Sleep, Cheat, Repeat' t-shirt yet; you'd think something that catchy and that fitting would be selling like hot cakes. …Well, it will NOW since I've officially thrown that idea out into the open. Anywho…do I have any concerns? Do I have any fears? …NO…because Kazama himself knows full damn well the kind of Champion I am, the kind of draw I am, the kind of attraction I am, the kind of HEARTTHROB I am…and most of all, the kind of WRESTLER I am. And that last item's gonna make his job very, VERY simple tonight, which I know he'll appreciate since he doesn't like having his time wasted. All HE has to do is watch me work the magic that's made be the Best in the Universe…and then he counts 1-2-3 or watches Brady tap out to something…and I'll be on the fast track to Zenith. And along the way I get to watch Brady fumble around—see what I did there?—looking for a new excuse to play around with. #Magnusgate? #Rumblegate? #Omnigate? #Phillygate? How about #IJustGotMyAssWhippedByTheTenthWonderOfTheWorldGate? …I think after the last Ozone, the Revolution will appreciate that one." Ben smirks…
…and then he points to the Magnus Title Belt on his shoulder. "I'm keeping this. I'm keeping this for THEM…I'm keeping this for ME…and I'm keeping this…for CCW."
Ben concludes his declaration…but then notices "The Future" holding onto the mic but uncontrollably chuckling. That prompts Ben to raise an eyebrow.
"What's so funny?" Ben asks.
Brad stifles his chuckles long enough to respond, "Nothing; it's just that…you're sounding so intent, so focused on keeping that World Title you've got…when all I keep thinking about is when I beat YOUR behind twice for the TV Title in NCW. Remember that? Huh? You remember that?" Brad "playfully" nudges Ben's shoulder as he brings this up, starting to laugh at this reminiscence, finding humor at the expense of the prideful Champion…
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…who…actually receives this by chortling himself. Tennyson laughs, much like Bradley before him…and then Ben places a hand on Brad's shoulder.
"You're kidding, right? NOBODY remembers that."
"OOOOHHHHHHHHH!" the live crowd exclaims as Ben Tennyson, now REALLY laughing, takes his Belt and saunters away, laughter still emanating from him as he leaves behind a SIMMERING Brad Carbunkle. His fists are clenched, the microphone creaking with feedback from how tightly Brad was squeezing it…
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…but then something down the hall attracts his attention…and "The Future" walks towards it…
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"Jenny!" Brad calls out, getting the attention of a shambling Teenage Robot, who is shambling not because of awkwardness, but because of the pain she is in…and not just the physical kind. Upon seeing her fellow MLaaTR character, Jenny manages to put on a small welcoming smile…though it is plain to see that such a smile is tremendously forced.
"Hey Brad…glad I found you," Jenny speaks. "Apparently I'm your next interview…"
"…Yeah…" Brad nods, recalling his interviewing timetable and knowing that after Ben Ten, indeed he was interviewing Jenny. "How's the—"
Brad stops himself, almost in realization of something…and looks at the microphone he is clutching.
"…No." Brad shakes his head. "No… This isn't an interview. We're FRIENDS." Brad puts the microphone down on a nearby production crate, because this wasn't going to be an interview; this was going to be a conversation. "Jen…how're you feeling?"
"Could be better…could be TONS better…" Jenny admits, sitting down on the crate with her hands on either side of her head. "We lost, Brad… Sone and I LOST…" Jenny looks up in disconsolation, hands still on her head, "…and right now…I just hope Sonia's gonna be okay…at least physically…"
"…Jenny, you've got a match later tonight; you've gotta think about THAT right now," Brad tells her. "It's the FEMALES TITLE inside Cell on Earth!"
Jenny doesn't change her expression, still looking up at the ceiling in post-TPL Finals despondency. Brad exhales, temporarily concealing a frustration in that sigh…and he reaches out to Jenny's shoulders, one hand placed upon each.
"Jen…be level with me…" Brad requests. "Do you really think THIS was all worth it? In hindsight?"
"W-…what?" Jenny stammers.
"How you're feeling now. The position you're in…" Brad elaborates. "Was it really worth it to even DO that Tag Premier League? To put yourself in two places at once? Better yet, after everything you've worked for, everything you've been recognized with…was it even worth it STILL trying to team up with that anchor?"
"Anchor? What are you saying?" Jenny's robotic eyes narrow a bit.
"What does it sound like I'm saying?" Brad says, his aforementioned frustration more present in his voice. It isn't directed at Jenny, though, so much as it is at the situation she is in, as Brad continues, "What do anchors do, Jen? They keep boats grounded. They HOLD THEM BACK. And yours just made sure that you're gonna be going into this Cell on Earth Match at…what, 50%? Maybe even LESS? The second you won that Shining Star of the Year FWA, you should have said bye-bye to that pasty spit-bag and never looked back! That way, you could have just kept your eyes on THIS prize, the one that you would have had a month ago had it not been for those mentally misaligned loonies in hoods that attacked you and let the head bitch recover and win! That was ALL YOU! That 'friend' you've been trying to placate did NOTHING to get you there! All SHE did was besmirch the tag team name that YOU made household by being the girl who lost to Meg Griffin!"
Just then, a television monitor comes ejects itself out of Jenny's chest and detaches right at her feet. XJ9 blinks twice at this…
…while Brad resumes still, "And the reason why that Females Title Match is between EIGHT girls instead of just you and Gwen herself is because the paranoid Commissioner didn't think you alone could get the job done with you being in two matches! So SONIA is part of the reason why you have SEVEN opponents instead of just one!"
"ACTUALLY…actually…" Jenny cuts in, "I'M the reason for that. I asked for that TPL entry. Sonia didn't…and at the time, she didn't even want it when it happened. It took us making it all the way to the Finals for her to fully get behind it. Which is what makes us LOSING tonight that much more disappointing… We were so close…"
"See, no! There you go again!" Brad snaps. "No, YOU were so close! YOU singular, YOU! YOU had the crown! YOU had the match! And all your friend did was LIE THERE."
"Because she WENT THROUGH A LADDER… She was hurt…she still is… Look…" Jenny stands up off of the crate and faces Brad. "I understand what you're saying. I know why you're concerned… But all month long, THIS is what I prepared for. I was READY to wrestle two potentially career-endangering matches in the same evening. I was READY to deal with multiple girls in that Females Title Match. But most of all…I was ready to do everything in my power to not just do all of that…but to WIN. And I couldn't do that in the TPL Finals…but you're right. I have to switch modes. I have to refocus. I can't just fixate on what I couldn't do; I have to turn my attention to what I still CAN do…and what I MUST do."
After a long ten-second staring pause, Brad takes a breath and says, "…You sure you can do this?"
"…With what's at stake…I don't have much choice." Jenny's voice, previously seasoned in dejection, is now lathered up in DETERMINATION with these words…
…but then her face grows curious…and Brad turns around, wondering what it is that is causing such a change in visage…
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…and the two of them see Ulrich Stern in front of them, one-half of The X-Factors! The live crowd pops upon seeing the Lyoko degenerate in the house, healed up from the time spent away thanks to a pair of Pokémon characters and ready to Regal Rumble…but that was not why he was there…
"Ulrich?" Jenny utters in a startled manner.
"That's my name," Ulrich coolly states. "I wanted to reach out to you a while ago…but a couple of dead tools hiding kinda made that impossible for me to do before… Now that I'm here though…before the moment of truth…I can tell you what I've been meaning to say."
Brad looks between Jenny and Ulrich, wondering where this could possibly be going.
"I've been in your shoes once. I know the position that you're in well…" Ulrich tells the Teenage Robot. "Before Odd and I were The X-Factors, when we were Team Lyoko in Animated…as a tag team, we had promise…but between the fans, the front office, and others, people saw and clamored that I had my own upside. I had a special kind of potential that they all approved…and the movers and the shakers over there wanted ME to be a singles star. They wanted ME to have my own run, without my partner Odd…"
Ulrich looks away for a slight moment, almost immersing himself back in that time period, the year 2005…
…before he says to Jenny, in a hard voice…
"…They wanted me to be in the MAIN EVENT of WRESTLEMANIA."
Jenny, despite having been in Animated herself once upon a time, is visibly taken aback by this information from Ulrich Stern. Having left the WWE in early 2005, the tail end of her tenure there was what overlapped with the period Ulrich was referring to. Jenny was aware, but not ENTIRELY so.
"I was the Intercontinental Champion over there, and I had a choice. Either stay with Odd…and keep Team Lyoko going…or TAKE the main event…wrestle Henry Wong for the Toon Championship…and leave Odd (…and Yumi) as distant memories in WWE history while I rise to megastardom alone." Ulrich looks away again…and back at Jenny. "…And I think you know, or at least can figure out, which one I chose."
Meanwhile, as Ulrich is talking, Odd Della Robbia is in the background behind him with two Regal Rumble number balls, inspecting them each with a loupe. He then proceeds to "weigh" both balls on a human hand scale…
"I put my own prospects, opportunities that would make any man salivate, aside…because as much as I valued all of those things, that next level…I wasn't gonna be the guy who ditched his own best friend to get it all," Ulrich says, still talking to Jenny. "That wasn't what I wanted to be, not to the fans, not to myself. Team Lyoko lived on…and Team Lyoko got promptly shuffled out of the scene with as many door marks on the ass as the WWE wanted to issue, and that's fine. That's fine, 'cause I'm in a better place now. Even with the Twin Tools, I'm happier NOW than I would have been had I TAKEN that main event."
"…You really mean that?" Jenny asks with a slight bit of hesitation.
"…" …Ulrich just smiles, his face betraying nothing. "Jenny…you're fighting for Option C. You're fighting to do what I COULDN'T do, what I couldn't even TRY to do. You're fighting to do what many people in this business NEVER got the luxury to do and never will…and that is have it both ways. You want to preserve your tag team, retain that bond…and correct Pandemonium, win the Females Title. I GET THAT. And I'm behind you 100%, because from where I stand, you're doing the right thing…right by Sonia, right by yourself. As long as you get that Title…and you can look at yourself in the mirror after the fact and be PROUD enough to live with yourself…that's what counts the most. That's what'll make YOU a megastar."
Jenny slowly begins to nod, words sinking in…and Ulrich points in Jenny's chest.
"Make it happen, Jen," Ulrich tells her. "And one more thing… If in that Cell you find yourself with a chance to permanently mutilate a Princess turned Queen turned asshole…don't think twice. And tell her Ulrich sent you."
With those words, Ulrich turns away and sees Odd from behind him. "Got my number?" Ulrich asks as The X-Factors walk off.
"Yep!" Odd replies.
"Cool, thanks… You didn't look, did you?"
"Nope! Scout's honor…"
And as the X-Factors depart, Brad is left looking at Jenny Wakeman…who sits back down on the crate, letting all of those words rest in her mainframe…
"Well, if we thought that that Ambulance Match was violence and carnage and absolute ruthlessness personified, that Cell on Earth…still awaits," Jeremy mentions. "We've seen Julie Makimoto, we've seen Jenny Wakeman, we've seen Blossom at one point earlier in the night, we've seen Reggie Rocket the Philadelphia favorite most definitely in this environment…and of course we've seen…the Alpha Bitch…"
"Eight girls, one Females Championship, one match that can change the complexion of CCW XX FOREVER before our eyes," Al says. "But…ladies and gentlemen, I STILL cannot get over what we've witnessed in that Ambulance Match—is…is Zoe TRULY happy now with all of that?"
"Ask her after the Rumble," Cris says…almost too matter-of-factly.
"…Annie Frazier, Amy Rose…I hope you two are getting the best medical treatment in town right now because what you two went through, I…I… My God…" Jeremy is still in a state of shock.
"Nevertheless, we DO have to move on here…" Jonathan says, "and there is a MAJOR need for a cleanup of what's been left lying around here at ringside in front of us, and by the stage even too thanks to that Ambulance Match, so while that is going on over here, WE have an update on what is occurring in Love Park, the location of the Skatepark Brawl between Otto Rocket and Tony Delvecchio—let's give Sunny Day the honors to let us know the scene! Sunny?"
Cameras left the Wells Fargo Center…
…and went down to Love Park, where the crowd that has accumulated is chanting as one, "OTTO ROCKET! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) OTTO ROCKET! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) OTTO ROCKET! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) OTTO ROCKET! (clap clap clap-clap-clap)"
Sunny Day, back in her seat, adjusts her professional attire and says, "Hello there again! Sunny Day here again, and now I am back in at my humble announcer's desk; Vinny, you can take the helmet off now…"
"NO—these people aren't sane, safe rational people!" Vinny shakes his head. "YOU SHOULD KNOW! YOU WERE ABDUCTED BY THEM! THEY MADE YOU PLAY BARBWIRE LIMBO!"
"These fans aren't irrational; they're just EXCITED," asserts Sunny. "And to their credit they also EXTREMELY patient because they have been waiting ALL NIGHT LONG for—"
Sunny is interrupted by an EXPLOSION of noise from those same fans….
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…as they react to the official arrival of Otto Rocket into Love Park on his skateboard!
"It's—it's Otto! Otto Rocket's here! He's FINALLY HERE!" Sunny exclaims.
"Oh, whoop-de-doo, Day—whose side are you freaking on?!" Vinny snaps.
"I'm supposed to simply do PLAY-BY-PLAY, Vinny—that means I don't show any favorites! No matter WHERE they're from. Didn't we talk about this?"
"Yeah, I was hoping you'd have changed your mind!" Vinny states.
Otto looks around the scene and yells, "OH, OF COURSE THE LITTLE JACKOFF IS LATE!" not seeing Tony Delvecchio anywhere to be found. Rocket starts skating his way around the park, tipping garbage cans and out to find the Backyard Kid by any means, even if it means making a bit of a mess. There's going to be an even BIGGER mess in the area soon enough anyway, right?
"Well, these fans might have been patient, but Otto certainly NOT patient—yikes!" Sunny gasps…
…as Otto is in Sunny Day and Vinny the Gooch's faces, shouting, "WHERE IS HE?! HUH?! WHERE IS HE?! HE KNOWS TODAY'S SUNDAY! I KNOW HE'S NOT THE BRIGHTEST, BUT HE ISN'T STUPID ENOUGH TO NO-SHOW ON ME, IS HE?! IS HE?!"
"Um…no! No…!" Sunny begs off. "Mr. Rocket, PLEASE calm yourself! We have NO CLUE where Tony is, but I assume he's on his way!"
"Yeah! And when he gets here, you're gonna wish he DID no-show, punk!" Vinny talks toughly to Rocket.
"Oh REALLY…?" Otto slowly turns to the Gooch, eyes GLARING THROUGH him as he raises his eyebrows at this declaration.
Vinny gulps. "…Yeah, really! He's the toughest son of a gun in Meadowbrook! And he's the most extreme Backyard Kid I've ever seen!"
"…We'll see, won't we?" Otto scowls as he leans away…and continues to skate around, wondering where in this park his opponent is…
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…and suddenly, ANOTHER loud burst comes from the fans, this one CAUTIONARY in nature…
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…as TONY DELVECCHIO Ollies his way behind Otto Rocket, leaves his board and—NEARLY hits a Bulldog onto the Nickelodeon character!
"WHOA! TH-THERE'S Tony! THERE'S Tony Delvecchio!" Sunny calls. "And did you see that?! He was just BARELY shy of Bulldogging Rocket to the ground! Tony came in FROM BEHIND to get a cheap shot in!"
"And it was SO CLOSE to paying off!" Vinny moans in dismay. "But that's okay! Because Tony's HERE! And you know what that me—HEY!"
Vinny gasps as Otto THROWS Tony's skateboard back into his face! Tony, catching the board coming at him at MAJOR velocity, backward rolls with it, tumbling on the ground!
"Rocket didn't appreciate that sneak attack, and neither did our fans!" Sunny states.
"Waitwaitwait—'OUR' fans? As in fans belonging to US? Fat chance! If these are our fans, I'm the President of the United States!" Vinny yips.
Otto and Tony glare at each other, Tony getting to his feet with skateboard in hand…
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…and referee on site Lonny Cunningham looks directly into the camera, as though talking through it and through the live crowd's DisneyTron to say, "Ring the bell!"
And over in the Wells Fargo Arena, so said, so done!
"And here we go—let the Skatepark Brawl begin!" Jeremy shouts. "Sunny, Vinny, it's all you guys from here!"
After the bell went off, Otto Rocket and Tony Delvecchio went right after each other…
…by getting on their respective boards and grinding the same rail, both heading towards their foe…
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…and…Otto won the skate joust by Leg Lariating Tony off of his board and off of the rail to the concrete! Otto wasted ZERO time getting on top of Tony and throwing repeated punches to the face! Seconds later, Tony was the recipient of a Back Suplex right across said rail, bending his spine to make his head almost touch his heels! Otto would try for another…but Tony made it clear he would rather NOT take the second descent spine-first onto the rail…
…so instead, Otto dropped him GROIN-first with an Atomic Drop onto the rail! Tony audibly hollered out, "AAAAGH, MY BALLS!"…
…to which Otto responded, "FUNNY THAT HURT YOU CONSIDERING YOU DON'T HAVE ANY BALLS!" And more punches ensued…followed by Head Slams onto the rail, bending Tony forward until the Vec rolled himself off of the rail with a groan…
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…but Delvecchio's head was still draped across that railing, meaning that he was susceptible to a Discus Leg Drop from Otto Rocket jumping off of the guardrail separating the fans from the action! Once that connected, the Philadelphia fans chanted in one clear voice, "OTTO! OTTO! OTTO! OTTO!"
Fueled by this, Otto elected to incorporate those very fanatics into the action. Rocket placed a plastic trashcan over the head of Tony, all of its contents spilling out subsequently. With Tony's head covered, Otto handed a fan in the front his skateboard…so the fan could SLAM the board right into the trashcan-covered Tony Delvecchio! Otto grins…and then passes the board down to another fan down the line, and THAT fan takes a swing! And then ANOTHER! And then ANOTHER! Otto was letting fans thwack that skateboard into Tony at the rate of Oprah Winfrey giveaways…
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…but of course, he couldn't forget to dish out a shot himself, which he did with a HARD swing to the back of Tony's head, almost jarring the trashcan loose off of him from the impact! The Rocket Boy appeared pleased…but not entirely so…
…although when he spotted a strand of barbwire—probably the same one that was used for Extreme Limbo earlier amongst fans before this match—Otto's eyes lit up. And the Rocket Boy asked and was granted the strand, wrapping it around his skateboard…
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…but when he tried to hit Tony with it, The Vec countered by grabbing Otto out of the swing and Exploder Suplexing him into the Love Park fountain! It was the first major piece of offense all day from the Backyard Kid…but it would not be his last. Tony took the trashcan, went to the fountain…
…and BASHED it over Rocket's skull, knocking him down! Then, with Rocket down, Tony pulls the ECW alumnus's t-shirt over his own head, obscuring Otto's vision and covering up his whole face…
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…so Tony can proceed to dump an ENTIRE TRASHCAN'S WORTH of fountain water over Otto's face and head! Otto flailed and tried to pull the shirt off of his face…but Tony stomped him before he could and dumped a SECOND trashcan's worth of water over his head! With the shirt covering Rocket, it was closing up any nasal passages that Otto had, meaning Tony was essentially performing a makeshift version of waterboarding upon the extremist! Delvecchio, amped up, shouted, "HOW'S DIS FA HAWDCOWR?!" before dumping a THIRD batch over water onto Rocket's head! Tony finally let Otto breathe by pulling the shirt down…and screamed at him with hands placed around the throat, "YOU WANNA TELL DESE SCHMUCKS DAT I'M HAWDCOWR?! I might just let you be if you tell dem! TELL DESE PEOPLE I'M HAWDCOWR?! TELL 'EM I'M MOWR HAWDCOWR DAN YOU! TELL 'EM DAT RIGHT NOW!" Otto's eyes fluttered, trying to get water out of them…but he REFUSED…
…and so the shirt went back onto Otto's head and Tony dumped ANOTHER batch of water over his head and face! With his breathing compromised, it also would slow him down and make him fatigued faster, so this was as calculating as it was somewhat monstrous. Tony dragged Otto out of the fountain and gave him a collection of punches along the way…followed by Head Slams into a large vert placed in the park—a quarter pipe. Tony would place Otto upon his shoulders…then stand on his skateboard…
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…skate up the quarter pipe, JUMP OFF of his board, and deliver a High-Angle Samoan Drop! The Vec was the first to go into a pin attempt after this move…and referee Lonny Cunningham counted 2…2.775 Otto kicked out! Once again Tony got up and shouted for Otto to say the Vec is "hawdcowr"…
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…but Otto refused…and so Tony got back onto his skateboard and OLLIED, landing DIRECTLY onto Otto's face with the Skateboard-Aided Double Foot Stomp, almost cracking Rocket's skull like an egg! Tony was on the offensive, adding a Facebuster onto the asphalt, punches to the face from a Side Headlock, and a Russian Leg Sweep that sent Otto backwards into the side of the vert. When the fans started to chant, "STILL NOT HARDCORE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) STILL NOT HARDCORE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) STILL NOT HARDCORE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap)" Tony walked up to one of them…grabbed his ECW sign, and ripped it to pieces, throwing said pieces into Otto's face. Otto would bite back with a HARD Overhand Chop to Tony's chest…followed by punches…
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…but Tony kicked Otto in the knee and DDT'd him onto the concrete to shut him right down! Tony went for another pin…
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…but the Rocket Boy had enough to get his shoulder up. Tony would pick Otto up and toss him headfirst into the trunk of a tree…where there is a BMX bike tied down to it. Tony unchained the bicycle and then choked Otto with the chain, wrapping it around his neck…so he could Biel Throw the Rocket Boy with the help of the chain onto the Love Park steps! After picking up the bicycle and SWINGING it into Otto's head, Tony asked again if Otto wanted to let everybody know how hardcore the Vec was…
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…and Otto's reward for not doing so came in the form of a bike kickstand jabbed into the forehead! Tony, having SNAPPED the kickstand off of the bike, raked Otto's eyes, DEMANDING that Otto say it…
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…and then Tony dug the kickstand STRAIGHT UP into Otto's nose upon his refusal! Tony was WRECKING Otto's sinuses in every which way…
…and after putting the kickstand down, a Stalling Michinoku Driver II onto one of the steps gave Tony Delvecchio yet another two-count. Moments later, Tony had Otto back up…
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…and his Concrete Canyon Cutter intentions were interrupted by Otto Rocket grabbing the kickstand and ramming up behind Tony, right in the posterior! Tony HOWLED as the kickstand ever so VIOLENTLY probed him where the sun doesn't shine…and then Otto added a kickstand shot to the back of Tony's head for good measure! As Tony went down, Otto crawled his way to another tree in the area…
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…and then came back, having laced up a pair of roller blades! Otto skated, grinded a rail by the steps, and then Front Dropkicked Tony out of the grind and sent him rolling down to the bottom of the steps and into the street! Otto roller bladed his way to where Delvecchio landed, performed a series of Roller Blade Rakes—FIFTEEN of them to be precise…
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…and then, Otto skated over to a manhole cover in the road, uprooting it from out of the street…so he can SPEED at Tony and SMASH his face in from the left…THEN from the right…THEN from the left again…THEN from the right again, going back and forth…
…before hanging Tony upside-down upside-down…
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…and "slipping" on his roller blades, really just kicking his feet out suddenly from underneath him so he can SHEERDROP PILEDRIVE Tony Delvecchio onto the street! Otto would cover…
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…and SOMEHOW, Tony would kick out before 3! That…actually brought a curious look on Otto's face—for a second, anyway…
…but he had a mission to do…and that was to make sure that the Vec left in PIECES…
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…but his Famous Ollie try from roller skating up to him for momentum gets thwarted by Tony POPPING UP and catching Otto on the way down out of his flip with the Concrete Canyon Cutter!
That left Tony and Otto IN PAIN on the street, the crowd with mouths AGAPE from the counterattack…
…though fans were yet chanting, "STILL NOT HARDCORE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) STILL NOT HARDCORE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap)"
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…but when Tony and Otto rose, Tony QUICKLY tried for the 7th Street Slash…
…but Tony ducked it and fired a Gamengiri to Tony's face—that Tony DODGED…
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…and instead, Tony grabbed Otto Rocket and GERMAN SUPLEXED him THROUGH the quarter pipe, causing the vert itself to break open with Rocket's body plunging through it! And as Otto was left convulsing in the broken vert, Tony yelled, "I'M DA MAN! I'VE BEEN SAYIN' IT ALL ALONG, BUBS! I'M DA MAN! I'M DA MAN!"
Tony then pulled Otto out of what's left of the quarter pipe…and covered him for the 1…2…
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After THAT near-fall, Tony needed something to calm his nerves…so he pulled out a lollipop, sucked on it and tossed it into the crowd for one of the girls to catch…
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…only it was instead THROWN BACK at him by the fans! Tony, STUNNED, shouted, "DAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! DA LADIES LOVE DA LOLLIES!" He then threw his lollipop back INTO the crowd…and received it right back! He threw it back ONE MORE time…to the same result! Then he saw Otto getting up…and paused to give him a Skateboard-Aided Throat Crusher, placing the skateboard to Otto's neck and using his running speed and Otto's inadvertent skating to add EXTRA jamming behind that maneuver into the lamppost! Tony would try to throw the lollipop ONE MORE TIME…
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…and when he got it thrown back, Tony reached into the crowd and GRABBED the fanatic responsible, pulling him over the guardrail and socking him in the face! Now the crowd was VITRIOLIC against the Backyard Boy, and chanted, "F**K YOU, TONY! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) F**K YOU, TONY! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) F**K YOU, TONY! (clap clap clap-clap-clap)" Tony just pointed to those very fans…and pointed to the one he pulled over the guardrail…
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…and the Meadowbrook native—was INTERCEPTED by a Suicide Dive by Otto Rocket through the "O" of the Love Park LOVE Statue onto Tony Delvecchio! Otto had SKATED UP a ramp behind the statue in order to get the height to make it through the open-holed letter and land on The Vec, whom Otto continued to pummel away at with offense, combining an Arm Drag, a Short-Arm Clothesline and a Hammer Throw directed at the LOVE Statue itself! Otto would go on to pick Tony up in an Electric Chair…
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…and propel him forward to wedge him between the LOVE Statue's V and E, the space between the two small enough to keep Tony wedged in-between the letters and immobilized! With that, Otto skated over to where he left HIS skateboard…
…which is still wrapped in the barbwire from before. Otto brought that board back to where Tony is still wedged, and he BATTERED Tony in the face with the barbwire skateboard, hitting SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE times between the eyes! After such punishment he put the board down…
…but tugged at a piece of unused GUARDRAIL attached to the other parts of the barrier created. After freeing the guardrail piece, he BODY SLAMS it into Tony's head, using enough force to pop a now-busted open Tony out of the statue itself! Otto looked at Tony…looked around at the fans…checked on the one Tony accosted…
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…as Otto stood atop the L in LOVE…while Tony…TRIED to stand…
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…performed a Backside Stall on the edge of the L…
…leapt away…
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…and covered the Backyard Sports character…for a 2.9-count! Lonny Cunningham called it a near-fall! And the fans chanted "BUUUUUUUULLSH*T! BUUUUUUUULLSH*T! BUUUUUUUULLSH*T! BUUUUUUUULLSH*T!" NOT BUYING that Tony could have kicked out.
However, it HAD been the case, and so Tony and Otto took their fight moments later…
…to the Love Park Visitors Center just a few yards off…
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…and TONY went outside by getting flung from inside the Center through a glass window! Otto leisurely made his way out of the Center through the new open door he had created…
…and then TONY ran and Spinebustered OTTO through an ADJACENT glass window! Both Otto and Tony were leaving each other ABUSED and WEATHER-BEATEN out in the streets, at this park…and the fans were recognizing it to a high degree…
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…but that didn't mean they were at all going to root for anyone not named Rocket.
Both Tony and Otto got up…but Tony was faster—fast enough to Double Leg Trip Otto and CATAPULT HIM…
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…causing Otto to—LAND ON THE BANISTER ON HIS FEET. And that permitted Otto to jump off with a Corkscrew Throwback onto The Vec! Moments later, Otto would attempt the Ottomatic…
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…but Tony countered with a Backslide! Lonny Cunningham counted the pin: 1…2…Otto kicked out, and the crowd LIT INTO Delvecchio for even having the TEMERITY to try to win the match with that sneaky pinning combination! But Delvecchio, uncaring and just wanting to WIN, heard this and decided next to try a La Magistral Cradle! Otto would kick out…and then Tony attempted a Reverse Double Chickenwing Pin! Otto kicked out, and the crowd just HATED what Tony was doing! …And then Tony tried a Gedo Clutch while holding onto the railing for leverage!
…But Otto would kick out of that as well! And Tony got up, sneering and saying, "Alrighty, alrighty, I'll stahp!"
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…Though that was only for him to turn around and try a Prawn Hold Pin! Lonny Cunningham is there to count…another two…
…but Tony DEADLIFTS Otto up after the near-fall…
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Tony and Otto would both get up at the table…using it as their own apparatus to stand…and trade Head Slams…
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…until Tony poked Otto in the eyes…
…SWIPED Vinny the Gooch's protective football helmet and WHACKED it off of the skull of the Rocket Boy, sending him leaning with his face on the announce table! Tony then requested FORCEFULLY for Sunny and the now headwear-less (but not minding it because his helmet "went for a good cause") Vinny to move…
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…so Tony could get on his board, skate up to the table, OLLIE HIGH…
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…and…NOT Curb Stomp Otto on the table, instead landing onto his feet as Otto moved his head at the right moment! And instead, Otto TRIPPED Tony onto the table…
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…setting him up to be on his knees for Otto to Cravate his head and drop him onto the table with the Epic Bail! Tony was DOWN…prone on that table…
…and EVERYBODY knew what Otto wanted, because THEY wanted it too.
Otto, still on his roller skates, goes to the TOP of the Love Park Visitor Center, standing there with Tony Delvecchio so very, very minuscule underneath him on the table…
"The pride and heart and soul of ECW stands atop the Visitors Center of Love Park, and he's about to put something through TONY'S heart from up there!" Sunny shouts.
"He might be about to stop MY heart—I can't take this! I can't take this!" Vinny covers his eyes.
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…but Tony rolls off of the table and HOPS the guardrail behind him, getting out of dodge!
"And Tony JUST aware enough to rise and skedaddle out of that dangerous place!" Sunny calls.
"THANK YOU! THANK YOU, big guy upstairs! You-you may have just saved this young kid's life—I praise you," Vinny makes the sign of the cross in relief. "I praise you…and I MOCK YOU, Otto Rocket. HAHA! You don't get to diiiiiive!"
Tony finds himself in the crowd…
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…and part of him begins to realize…he's in the crowd…
"…Wait a sec…" Sunny blinks. "I think…Tony's figuring out where he just put himself…and if his inklings are correct, this might NOT have been his best escape plan…!"
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…and the Philadelphia fans start to grab Tony, pick him up and literally CARRY him back to where the table is!
"WAIT, NO! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT ARE THEY DOING?!" Vinny hollers.
"IT'S EXACTLY WHAT HE FEARED!" Sunny exclaims. "These incited, almost RABID Philadelphian fans are carrying Tony right back to our table! They want to see him get put through it, and you do NOT defy a crowd like this!"
"YES YOU CAN! YOU TOTALLY CAN!" Vinny protests. "TONY SURE CAN!"
"Well, he isn't doing a good job of it right now!" Sunny says.
"NO! NOOO!" Tony tries to escape, but it's no use as there are more crazed ECW fanatics than Tony Delvecchios. After about twenty seconds of being passed around more than a bottle of milk on the wall, Delvecchio finds himself right back where the table is…
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…and one fan in particular, in a spray-painted Rocket Power biker mask, jumps over the barrier himself…
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…to HOLD DOWN Tony to the table, making certain that he doesn't move!
"OH, THIS IS JUST NOT FAIR!" Vinny throws up his hands.
"AND ONE OF OUR LUCKY AUDIENCE MEMBERS, WITH A BLESSING TO MAKE SURE THIS GETS SEEN THROUGH!" Sunny yells.
"WHAT BLESSING?! WHOSE BLESSING?! NOBODY BLESSED THIS! THIS IS UNHOLY!" Vinny yells.
Otto and the volunteering fan exchange a nod…
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And then he skates…FLIES…
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"OTTO GOING TO PUT TONY THROUGH THAT TABLE IN STY—WHAT THE HECK?!" Sunny exclaims. "WHA—DI…DID THAT FAN JUST…?!"
"YEAH! HE PULLED TONY OUT OF THE WAY!" Vinny confirms.
"BUT…BUT WHY?!" Sunny incredulously asks.
"I DON'T KNOW, BUT I'M GLAD HE DID!" Vinny shouts.
The rest of the Philadelphia fans all shoot DAGGERS at the one who pulled Tony out of the way in time, screaming, jeering, HISSING, THREATENING…
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…revealing himself to be Jimmy Knuckles! Jimmy Knuckles of Backyard Sports fame himself!
"WELL NOW I MIGHT KNOW WHY HE DID!" Cris exclaims.
"JIMMY WINTHROPE KNUCKLES?! THE BULLY OF MEADOWBROOK?! HE'S THE FAN?!" Sunny yells out.
"NO, SUNNY! HE'S TONY'S INSURANCE POLICY IN A CROWD FULL OF BLOODTHIRSTY MANIACS!" Vinny explains. "EVERYBODY HERE WANTED HIS BLOOD; HALF OF THEM EVEN GOT TO JOIN IN! TONY HADTA EVEN THE SCORE SOMEWHERE! HERE YOU HAVE IT!"
Tony sees the identity of the rogue fan…
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…as he and Jimmy both proceed to stomp out the fallen Otto Rocket in the table debris to an OCEAN of boos!
"AND NOW JIMMY AND TONY ARE PUTTING THEIR BOOTS TO OTTO, WHO JUST WENT THROUGH THAT TABLE OFF OF A LONG, HARD FALL!" Sunny shouts. "AND THESE FANS ARE ABSOLUTELY LIVID AND DISGUSTED!"
"WHO CARES HOW THEY ARE?! THIS IS GREAT!" Vinny cheers. "OUR GUY'S GONNA PULL THIS OFF—C'MON BABY…!"
Jimmy and Tony stomp on Otto's body for a good five…ten…fifteen seconds straight, the fans just DESPISING every moment of it with every fiber of their passionate hardcore beings…
*Fast-Forward*
Jimmy and Tony both pull Otto up, the Rocket Boy almost WHOLLY unaware, air still knocked out of him from the earlier jump…
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"OH MY GOSH! TONY AND JIMMY, THEY…! THEY DROPPED OTTO ONTO THAT GUARDAIL—"
"WITH NONSTOP VIOLENCE! YES!" Vinny completes Sunny's thought. "YOU CAN'T BEAT THE CLASSICS, THEY SAY? WELL I JUST SAW IT WITH MY OWN TWO EYES, HAHAHAHAHA!"
"JIMMY AND TONY PILFERING SOMETHING OUT OF THE PLAYBOOK OF ECW ALUMS TEAM 2D, JUST TO SHOWER THIS IN MORE IGNOMINY!" Sunny exclaims.
*Fast-Forward*
Seeing Jimmy and Tony DESECRATE Team 2D's Nonstop Violence is ALL some of the fans are able to take, as they appear as a HORDE in front of Jimmy in particular, forcing the "fan" to back away from the premises…
…but his work is already done…as Tony is pinning Otto with the hook of the leg!
"Jimmy Knuckles sent on the retreat, but…!" Sunny's voice trails off.
"What matters is right over there – THE PIN!" Vinny speaks. "PIIIIIN!"
Referee Lonny Cunningham does the counting: 1…
"I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SAY IT…"
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"…BUT TONY DELVECCHIO—HAS NOT YET FINISHED OTTO ROCKET!" Sunny gasps. "DESPITE IT ALL, OTTO HAS SOMETHING STILL LEFT!"
"I'M THINKING THE REFEREE'S ARTHRITIS KICKED IN AGAIN!" Vinny contends. "YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS GUY'S NOT DONE YET?! I BET TA DIFFA! AND SO DOES OUR BOY THE VEC! THAT CAN'T BE!"
*Fast-Forward*
Otto writhes…stirs…
"Otto…still moving…still breathing…like the true spirit of ECW, something that will NEVER DIE…" Sunny states.
…and Tony looks squarely at him…
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…so he gets the perfect view of the ECW hero giving Delvecchio two birds!
"OOOOOOH…and like the true spirit of ECW, defiant and against the grain!" Sunny exclaims.
Otto doesn't say a word…
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All he does is—get 7th Street Slashed by Delvecchio!
"AND LIKE THE TRUE SPIRIT OF ECW, ABOUT TO GO OUT OF BUSINESS!" Vinny shouts.
"SEVENTH STREET SLASH!" Sunny exclaims. "OTTO RIGHT BACK DOWN IN THE HARDEST OF WAYS!"
Tony covers Otto once again, referee in position…
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"AND THAT STILL FINISH IT! THAT DOESN'T DO IT EITHER! OTTO KICKED OUT AGAIN! OTTO KICKED OUT A SECOND TIME! YET AGAIN!" Sunny exclaims. "AND TONY IS THUNDERSTRUCK!"
"SO AM I! SO AM I, BECAUSE DID YOU SEE HOW THAT ROCKET GOT BLASTED?! TONY GOT THAT 7TH STREET SLASH IN FULL! HOW DOES HE STILL KICK OUT?! GAAAAAAH!" Vinny screams, nearly pulling his hair out.
*Fast-Forward*
With the guardrail, both skateboards, the bicycle, the garbage can, and pieces of shattered glass ALL gathered up into a pile of death…
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…Tony Delvecchio whips Otto with the strand of barbwire…as both of them are standing atop the skatepark's half pipe! After making his incisions with the strand, Tony looks in Otto's eyes…GRABS his jaw…and asks him one final time, barking at him: "WHO'S HAWDCOWR?! WHO'S HAWDCOWR, ROCKET?! DIS IS YOWR LAST WAWNING—WHO'S. HAWD. COWR?! GIMME DA RIGHT ANSA, ROCKET! GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE IT TO ME!"
"He's been asking Otto to spill those beans all match!" Vinny mentions.
"And Otto's REFUSED TO INDULGE, much like this crowd has!" Sunny states.
"His BIGGEST MISTAKE!" Vinny declares. "That's why he's in the position he's in right now! That's why he's on the edge! That's why he's just inches away and several feet above his impending demise! The LEAST HE CAN DO before getting there is tell the world straight from the horse's mouth exactly what we already know! You heard the man – GIVE IT TO HIM!"
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"OHHHH!" Sunny gasps. "WELL, HE GAVE SOMETHING TO HIM, BUT I DOUBT IT WAS WHAT TONY WAS LOOKING FOR!"
"IT SURE WASN'T! WHAT IS THIS FOSSIL'S ISSUE?! WHY CAN'T HE TELL THE DANG TRUTH AND BE DONE?!" Vinny shouts.
Tony just stands there with his face turned, the slap to the face leaving him stationary…and also giving him flashbacks…almost full circle…
"IT WAS THAT SLAP THAT STARTED THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE!" Vinny the Gooch brings up.
"THAT'S RIGHT – backstage on Ozone when Tony and Otto had their first out-of-ring confrontation with each other…" Sunny adds the temporal context.
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…hooks the arms…
"Very well then—he won't be able to say it when he's unconscious, but that's HIS problem, not the Vec's!" exclaims Vinny.
"What's Tony looking for here—maybe a TIGERBOMB…?!" Sunny guesses.
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"Well, WHATEVER IT WOULD HAVE BEEN ISN'T SEEING THE LIGHT OF DAY—UNLIKE THAT PILEDRIVER! BACK-TO-BELLY REVERSE!" Sunny calls.
…But then he holds on!
"WHA…?! HE'S STILL GOT HIM!" Sunny yells.
"OH NO! OH NOOOO!" Vinny shakes his head. "THIS ISN'T FAIR!"
"Tony's Tigerbomb didn't see the light of day—TONY HIMSELF might not get that luxury either from here!" Sunny states.
Otto stands up a second time, Tony still in his clutches…
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"THREE STRAIGHT! SUCCESSIVE, SUCCESSFUL BACK-TO-BELLY REVERSE PILEDRIVERS!" Sunny calls. "And Tony is LIMP…"
Otto stands with Tony one extra time…but here…
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…backs his way to the edge…
"Otto didn't want to give Tony the SATSIFACTIO—wait a minute…" Sunny wonders. "What's he DOING?…"
"Do I even want to know? DO I EVEN WANT TO KNOW?" Vinny wonders himself.
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"OH WHOA…!" Sunny's eyes widen.
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"OHHHHHHHHH, ARE YOU CRAZY?! ARE MY EYES DECEIVING ME?! WHAT WAS OTTO ROCKET JUST DONE TO TONY DELVECCHIO?!" Sunny shrieks.
"WHAT HAS OTTO ROCKET DONE, PERIOD?!" Vinny asks his OWN version of the query.
"I THINK YOU'D CALL THAT A…FLIPPING FISHERMAN'S BUSTER, I THINK, BUT BETTER YET, HOW DID HE EXECUTE IT?! WE ALL KNOW WHERE HE EXECUTED IT THOUGH: RIGHT ONTO THAT PILE OF WAITING GOODIES BELOW!" Sunny exclaims. "THE ONE TONY WAS GONNA TIGERBOMB OTTO THROUGH! OTTO DOES THE HONORS INSTEAD! OTTO DOES THE HONORS INSTEAD!"
"HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!" WHAT ELSE could the Philadelphians chant after a move like that from the Blood & Ink veteran? Everyone goes NUTS! Tony is UNMOVING on contact, both skateboards BROKEN IN TWO, guardrail BENT, bicycle MANGLED, shattered glass shattered SOME MORE…while Otto is twitching…hand wavering…body midway convulsing…
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"And Otto…limbs contorting, organs convulsing, just RESTING HIMSELF on top of Delvecchio!" Sunny sees.
Referee Lonny Cunningham has the positioning to count the fall right at the bottom of the half pipe (or from a satellite, even, if he so desired to)…
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"AND OTTO ROCKET WINS THE SKATEPARK BRAWL HERE AT LOVE PARK! THE DIEHARDS HAVE THEIR DAY!" Sunny announces…as back at the Wells Fargo Arena, the bell sounds and "Rip It Up" by Jet booms over the speakers to LOUD cheers, as fans over in the BUILDING are chanting "HOLY SH*T!" too over what they saw!
Otto slowly rolls off of Tony's body, unable to hear Blader DJ from the Wells Fargo Arena announce, "Here is your winner of the Skatepark Brawl…Otto Rocket!"
But referee Lonny Cunningham, carefully yet with strength, pulls Otto up from the ground, out of the pile of destructive and now broken material…so he can raise the Rocket Boy's hand, the former ECW Champion aware enough NOW with this event to realize that he has done it. And if that didn't let him know, the rowdy, raucous but rapturous Love Park audience would have been happy to do so themselves! The fans all start to crowd themselves around Otto, the Rocket Power protagonist himself taking one last look at Delvecchio's still unmoving body…a LONG look at that…
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…before he is lifted up onto the shoulders of the Philly Love Park and ECW fanatics holding him in a multi-person Electric Chair in celebration! Otto flashes a toothy smirk at this, even pointing to a few fans who were about to flip over a car out of frustration when they thought that Tony had won. The sight of Tony's body laid out in the rubble was enough to inform them that the OPPOSITE was true. Otto pulls off his t-shirt and spins it over his head like a lasso before throwing to another lucky spectator, the Rocket Boy FULLY immersing himself in this post-match party!
"It's a JAMBOREE here at Love Park as Otto Rocket had indeed BEATEN Tony Delvecchio, who despite the state he is in right now, ALMOST had me thinking he would pull this off!" Sunny states. "From Jimmy Knuckles to that 7th Street Slash…I thought I'd have to hightail it out of here to save my own skin for the sake of Backyard Sports across the board! I may still have to do that…but everyone came to see Otto win, and that's EXACTLY what they have received!"
"I…I'M STILL WRAPPING MY HEAD AROUND THAT FINAL MOVE!" Vinny shouts.
"Have you EVER seen Otto Rocket employ that maneuver before?" Sunny asks.
"NO! HECK NO! I've never seen ANYBODY use it!" Vinny adds.
"Just a testament to this match and to Otto himself—he may have been fighting for the respect of the Old School of Hardcore Knocks…but that didn't mean he was devoid of NEW TRICKS to jam up his sleeve when the time arose, and we got one DOOZY of a new trick tonight!" Sunny says.
"…I don't know about YOU, but I've gotta check on our boy Tony," Vinny goes off headset to run over to Tony's body…which is only twitching unconsciously at the moment.
Sunny watches Vinny head off…and watches the Love Park crowd continue to carry Otto on their backs…
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…a Love Park crowd that is starting to head her way…
"…Ummmm…well, this one is over!" Sunny nervously states. "I…I guess it's…back to you guys over at the Wells Fargo Center! From Love Park over here, this is Sunny Day on behalf of Vinny the Gooch…and you can catch us over in 5BW if you wanna hear us commentate some more! …If we make it out of here alive. …So long!"
With that signing off, Sunny starts doing her best to bob and weave her way to safety so the crowd doesn't stampede her OR WORSE…while Otto rallies them all in a chant of "THIS IS HARDCORE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) THIS IS HARDCORE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap) THIS IS HARDCORE! (clap clap clap-clap-clap)" as things fade out from there, cameras cutting back to the Wells Fargo Center afterward.
