To put things simple, you must own the Hill, using anything you like.

It goes like this:

Travalgar Posted:

I own the hill

And then, the next post (by another person who desperately tried to capture the hill for himself):

Loser_Bastard Posted:

I killed Travalgar with an iron dildo.

I own the hill

Then, the next fabulous person:

fabulous personged Posted:

I threw a bunch of Al-Qaeda’s unused TNTs to Loser_Bastard. It exploded.

I own the hill

And so on. You got the point.

Here’s some things you need to consider before posting:

1. Your small brain might have remembered that this is not an RPG forum. Read the rules.

2. You’re allowed to take control of the Hill at anytime, from anyone, by any means necessary – and permitted.

3. If somebody KILLED you ITT, you DON’T actually die. It’s just that you got your whiny bum kicked from the hill for the time being.

4. It is recommended to check the current latest post before you post. You don’t want to target someone who is not currently occupying the Hill (since that is considered a big fabulous personry). Oh, and always specify your target before you try to take the hill. You don’t have to attack the current King of the Hill directly, but please do include the name of the owner of the Hill before your posts on your…post.

5. You cannot do anything to defend yourself from the next occupier of the Hill (like setting up traps or anything of the sort). You can, however, attack back.

6. No editing.

7. Last but not least, be creative. Don’t make this thread die down.

Alright. Let’s start.

I own the hill.

I hire a cropduster, then seed the hill, currently occupied by TUBSWEETIE, with honey. I then go to the local nature conservatory, break in, and steal their red ant display. I release the ants on the hill. While they devour TUBSWEETIE and all his squirrel friends, I’m at the local Target buying lots of Raid. I return to the hill and kill all the ants with the Raid. I then get back in my cropduster and douse the hill with water, removing the poison. Finally, I parachute out of the cropduster, landing squarely on the top of the hill while watching the cropduster explode in a beautiful fireball as it crashes into the next hill.

I own the hill.

I had Vehement watch MC Hammer’s (the real thing) good ol’ You Can’t Touch This. The owner of the Hill are forced to dance vigorously until she broke every single bone on her body painfully. And then I walked in, turned off the TV, and owned the Hill.

Something_Witty Posted:

I pooped on Travalgar and kicked him off while he was retching. I then set up security in a 1-mile radius, with SAM sites, checkpoints, laser turrets, attack dogs, the stinking lot.

I own the hill.

I bring SIG ENABLING MOCK CONGLER or whatever his name is to annoy the living **** out of SOMETHING_WITTY’s guard creatures. After entire days of constant spam they get fed up and leave the hill, exposing witty. he’s so annoying that the electronic things break, too.

I then offer Witty a keg in return for kingship. When he accepts, I beat him to death with it. I then promptly shoot mockcongler because he hasn’t gone yet and drink the keg myself and pbum out on the hill.

I own the Hill.

I channel water by the hill, and flood the river with carps. SKA BOSS is terrified and flies back in fear.

I claim the hill.

I am the hill, thus I own it by default.

The hill hates Nillo.

Because I am a sentient being and MC Banhammer owns me, he is a dirty slaveholding bastard. Abraham Lincoln comes back from the dead and proceeds to anally enjoy Banhammer until his organs disintegrate.

He then proceeds to emancipate me, granting me my freedom, and thus causing me to once again own myself.

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SIG-ENABLING MOCK-CONGLER Posted:

i casually saunter up to Lord Shplane and ask how the hill is, and if its nice being on top of it (or being it). i offer a beer which they gladly accept and drain,

then make a comment on the weather. a boring and inane conversation develops, during which we both have a few more beer and talk about past experiences in life. eventually the conversation dulls and stops, and he looks away for a moment. i brain him with a large medieval mace several times, crushing his skull, and with a sfine upstanding member of society kick the victim off the hill.

I go on a epic-three-to-four-book-long journey to find the talisman to deflect carp (for future attacks), among other things. Returning to the hill, I pull out a sword, charging at SIG-ENABLING MOCK-CONGLER and screaming “THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE!!” and decapitating him Tossing his beaten body aside, I await the next challenger.

I own the hill, as well as being the Highlander.