I still own the hill coz none of you have been legally entitled to own it :big_boss:

Edited June 5, 201115 yr by zephyrmaten

i am king all the time all the years

I'ma ignore iwin90 cause he didn't take the hill, and snatch the deed to the hill from zephyr.

 

There. Mine.

still my hilllllllllllllllll

I nail together iwin90's excessive l's to make a small cage. I shove him in it, roll it down the hill, and take the crown.

i get out my hill

Get out your hill all you want, your hill isn't the one that counts.

 

I'm on the only hill that matters, and I am its king!

Actually you're standing on a pile of firewood. I'm on the hill.

*looks down* Darn you Tenpenny! You've fooled me with your genjutsu yet again!

 

I'll just light up this pile of firewood and blow the smoke over the hill with my Acme Super Fan, and as you run off the hill, coughing your brains out, I'll put out the fire and take the hill as my own!

 

The hill is mine once more!

still my hill

Personal Message

 

From: God

To: iwin90

 

Subject: I am your father

 

Message:

I find your lack of creativity disturbing.

 

I'm sending you to the four and a half-th Circle of Hell - Creative Labor Camp - until you shape up.

 

Love,

Dad

 

I take the hill for the duration of iwin90's extended absence, and for ever after.

Charge!!! :lolcharge:

And then I bump Sir Reberl down from the hill.

 

Forever after seems to be quite short, eh?

I use a projector and a pair of nice speakers to make a fake ghost and scare MindTaker's horse before he can get off and it charges off into the less than romantic sunset, him clinging to the side for dear life, afraid to fall off and be trampled.

 

I take the hill.

As my horse gallops through the woods, I pull out the knife and I cut the saddle strap. Lucky for me I landed in a deep grass. Pissed as hell I run back to the hill, I take the speaker and I SMACK Sir Rebrl with it.

 

And it's done I say, laying down to rest myself... ON THE TOP OF THE HILL!

As my horse gallops through the desert, I pull out the knife and I cut the saddle strap. Unlucky for me I landed on unforgiving hard pan. Pissed as hell and bleeding from multiple compound fractures, I somehow limp-run back to the hill, I take the speaker and I SMACK Sir Rebrl with it.

 

And it's done I say, laying myself to rest... IN THE TOP OF THE HILL!

 

I mourn the loss of MindTaker, give a heart-string tugging eulogy at the foot of his grave, then realize I'm at the top of the hill and I am KING AGAIN!

Edited June 7, 201115 yr by Sir Rebrl

stilllllll my hillllll

No, it's not, and here's why:

 

The goal is to the hill' date=' through your own creative way of throwing off the current king of the hill:

fx Eliphas lobs penguins, at (name) and takes the hill, then then next person can post their own creative way of taking the hill from the person above[/quote']

 

Creativity is your friend, my friend; makes the game fun. Without creativity this is exactly the Last Person to Post game.

 

Anyway, I wrap that quote up nice and tight, and chuck it at your head, causing you to teeter off balance when you narrowly dodge it, then I charge up and poke you, and you tumble down the hill. My hill.

Being delusional, from the berries he ate from the bushes on the hill, Sir Rebrl accidentally mistook the rock for my gravestone. The berries must've kicked in really hard 'cause he couldn't control himself and was all hyper like this

"Ease off the berries mate!" I yell walking towards him, and tripping him, so he ended up rolling down the hill and all the way into the bushes waaaaaaay down the road.

 

My hill!

Once my head is clear I take 20 or so berries from my fanny pack and crush out the psychotropic juices. I let the juice set in the sun for 40 fortnights until the water has evaporated and left a potent delirium-inducing paste. I fashion a spear from a stone and a stick like the Injuns used to, and smear the Paste of Insanity all over the tip.

 

Then I run up the hill with the bowl of leftover paste and shove it straight down your throat. You go loopy, and I point at another hill way off in the distance. I tell you that you suddenly teleported to the wrong hill and you need to get back to the King Hill before someone else takes it. You believe me and run/stagger off in a strange, loopy path, not even in the direction I pointed.

 

My hill.

Whatever. My hill is my hill. :v

Good thing for me your hill is about 20 clicks north-northwest from the King Hill. Of which I am still King.

:3

still my hill

You fail cause the only thing it still is, is my hill. You're still in Creative Labor Camp.

my hill