As, of course, you ARE the Hill after all.
I can move.
*suddenly the whole place shakes as the hill itself seems to move towards a tropical client*
TROPICAL EDITION OF MY HILL!
*Puts on Hawaii shirt and crown.* My hill. Because, it doesn't matter what you do, if you don't have the crown and cocoa-nut scepter, you don't rule. *Commands monkeys with cocoa-nut scepter.*
*I cast a spell to bring Elvis back to life* Your argument is invalid. MY HILL.
*Comes back from the dead and kills both Elvis and Charles* MY HILL.
*Kills you as a ghost, because apparently I have to be vague in my killing methods* My Hill!
*Comes back from the dead and has the GhostBusters kill Charles* MY HILL.
*They can't actually kill me, just destroy my physical manifestation. Now, being something you can't touch, sense, or even kill in any way, I possess you* My Ben. My Hill. XD
Oh. Now we're in this situation. We have essentially reached a proper stalemate.
My mind is too powerful to be possessed by one such as you. *An epic battle begins inside my mind*
*Charges at you with a katana. When you kill me, I poof into vapor and then reappear behind you, stabbing you in the leg.*
*The katana turns into dust, the wound heals immediatly and I turn round and ram my own katana so far up your nose it comes out through your arse*
You are forgetting My Hills.
Welp. You guys should use different weapons. I personally prefer more cutlasses.
But then again I'm in a pirate kind of mood today.
Cutlasses are slow and cumbersome, far better for defense than offense. Katanas are light, quick and razor sharp.
*Burns into a corpse resembling your most fond memory, shattering your mind and making you go insane. The REAL me manifests a resurrected physical form and takes the hill.* MY HILL! *Reinforces it with indestructible material with complex locks that can't be picked or broken, surrounding the top with an impenetrable forcefield over the sky. Tosses your corpse outside the walls and locks the hill down.* :3
You thought I could go anymore insane? *Back in my body, I simply move the impenetrable forcefield with a flick of my hand, burrows under the walls and stabs you in the eye. I fill in the hole I dug, put up a new, indestructible, impenetrable and immovable forcefield and surround my base with a huge army *
*Builds an equally big army, but stronger. Easily dispatches your army and uses my genius to figure out the password, opening the lock, and charges in, all of us killing you.* My Hill!
Hey, Hill, can we go to California?
I hate California. So, not really. :(
STILL THE HILL!
*You try to kill me but fail epically, and I just dispatch each and every one of your soldiers single-handedly, then throw you down into the earth's fiery core* MY HILL.
*Plants bomb secretly under hill*
*Uses Super-Secret-Detector-2012 to find and disarm the bomb*
*Climbs back up and uses god-modded anti-godmodding powers to cancel your apparent invulnerability and cuts you to peaces. After making sure it was you, cuts you up some more, burns your pieces and eats them.* My hill
*Post becomes valid because it was a typo.* My hill. Now, would anyone else reply instead of Ben? Two god-modders are just no fun.
*Post is invalid because it's still a stupid error* And I agree, we need some feeble person to destroy who won't keep coming back to life. Still my hill.
*Corrects my grammar, thus causing a chain reaction involving a ridiculously bright light beam seemingly reaching space. This reaction causes the chest from Raiders of The Lost Arc to appear, and cause you to melt. Of course, I know you'll come back anyway, so, how about...* Our Hill?
FUDGE YAH! TEAM UP, BI.TCHES!!! Our hill.
*Whilst we wait for some enemies, I decide to fortify our defenses.*
*Chilin' against the wall next to the throne.* Sitting is so mainstream. :P
Never said I was sitting on my throne.
*Runs up and sits on your head.*
So Torrey and Rwhite have been with us. Our Hill. :P
Party Last And Not That Sad A Bear On Meth Bids.
(mix up the words to find the message) Soon.
Moral of the story is I think we can find a logical conclusion for this thread that makes it quite anticlimatic...
i dont even know how to post on this fourm anymore
No one knows my message then?
I didn't care to translate. So, are you an enemy of the Hill?
I'm not allianced. Sauron's head is just very comfortable.
Okay then.... *Aims down sights at Torrey.*
So, right now, Torrey and I are technically out of this fight since she is Sauron's crown and I AM THE HILL!