King of the Hill

*An orange portal would spawn underneath the man as he suddenly fell into it and appeared into space, the portals would disappear and a man with a portal gun and orange jump suit would walk up onto the hill* Hmm...

Darth Vader would walk up to the hill and cut the mans puny gun in half, then finish with force choking him, cutting of his head, and using a force push to send it 1000 miles away north, and do the same with his body, but south.

He would then dissipate in green smoke. A girl would walk up, and make dozens of copies of herself on the hill, some relaxing, some heavily armed, some hiding in trees.

"My hill." She said.

-a man dressed in Egyptian-style garments and golden artifacts both draped on him and in his hand- Your many clones can't stop me. -he extends his palm, and one of the aftifacts glows a bright golden light, a symbol appearing on his forehead- MIND CRUSH!! -with that, the original female, and her clones as a result, were sent into oblivion, taking all traces of their existence with them.-

-the cloaked man walks atop the hill, still adorning his Egyptian artifacts and stands proudly- All according to plan. This is my hill now.

With a dagger, I walk up the hill and stab the man. ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY SEVEN TIMES!

My hill. No banner, just a man and I dagger to prove it.

A great legion of troops from the Roman Empire stands before the hill, surrounding the man. A man on horseback wearing flashier armor then the rest rides down the front lines of the legion. Obviously this man is the commander and planning his next move on the one man upon the hill, as not to lose any men at all. Finally, he comes to a conclusion, raising his sword with his right arm.

"READY ARROWS AND CATAPULTS!" exclaimed the commander.

Many arrows are drawn back, aimed toward the sky. The catapults are forced back and lit on fire for more devastating results. The armed soldiers in front, begin to build their shield formation, protecting them from any stray arrows from the front and above.

The commander looks both ways, causing a dramatic pause within the action...

"FIRE!" he exclaims as he slowly pulls his arm down.

The arrows block out the man's view of the sun, as a hail or arrows and fiery rocks crash down upon him and the hill, no where for him to escape the devastating overkill that bestowed upon him.

After the hail of fire the commander rides up on top of the hill with the banner carrier close behind.

"This hill is now owned by the Roman Empire." says the commander as the banner carrier impales the ground with the Roman Empire's banner.

Out of nowhere the sky opens up, as the guardian spirit of the slain flew down. A fallen angel.

He drew his sword and with one swipe sent a blast of red light ripping into the ground killing the legion of romans to the south of the hill, and in three more attacks, slaughtered the rest. He left none alive, not even a body to prove their existance. He flew down in front of the banner carrier and in a black blast from his hand, he put a hole in his chest the side of a watermelon.

As the commander fled for his life, the fallen angel charged his magic, and simultaneously appeared at ever angle around the man, and release a furry of swipes from each of his images, leaving a large pit in the side of the hill. The guardian flipped the roman banner upside down atop the hill.

The images dissipated into black mist, leaving only the original guardian, who spent his time, sword drawn and flew around in circles atop the hill, doing evasive maneuvers in the sky just for fun.

A girl, or rather a woman, would approach the hill, she looked about 19 years of age, although the rather unusually larger bust would prove that this woman had either a growthspirt or was just physically endowed.
On top of her head, was long purple hair, and black cat ears pirked up top, listening to every movement made, on her she wore, oddly enough, a college outfit, short plad skirt and a rather tight shirt to show off the curves even more.
From her behind, came a long black tail, slender like a cats as it swayed with her own hip motion, most likely drawing more attention than the rest of her.

As she approached the hill, she would look up at the guardian as the fallen angel would bring himself in front of her to slash, she would turn her body to the side and put on a more adorable look than a small kitten, and the guardian would hesitate, this was all the oportunity the woman needed, as her mouth would grow into a grin and she would retract a iron skillet from behind her, and then !!CLANG!! it would hit right up against the guardians chin, and send him flying in some other direction.

She would watch him be flung into the sky until a star effect occured and a ding would sound off, she would giggle for a moment and then skip right up onto the top of the hill, sitting down on it, she would take out a fish and put it into the skillet, gathering materials and putting it under the skillet to make a fire as she would cook the fish like as if she was in no danger at all.

*She would walk up to the girl and begin laughing behind her. Her tail would go around the other girls legs as she tripped her and crushed the other girls skull in with her own cast iron skillet.*

My hill! Aha!

-a bastard sword runs through the womans torso, and then pulls up, her body being obliterated into nothingness before any gore could be seen-

-two people sit atop the hill, arming the surrounding area with miniature turrets in the trees and on the hill itself-

*A nearby soul card would bring her back from across the veil. She would walk up to the hill and throw several soul cards, summoning an army of level 100 Pokemon to kill them both. The Pokemon would soon fade out of existence and she would build a hammock to take a nap on the hill*

-the Seal of Orichalcos appears on the ground beneath the woman and grows in size until it's the size of the hill. A pillar of green light rockets upwards, and when it fades, all that is left of the girl is a hollow shell, which is kicked off the hill and into a ditch, where it is then buried. A woman with the Seal on her forehead stands atop the hill now-

*SLAP!* The massive, almost god like trout would smash the woman over the back, the trout would then end up in Krystals Iron Skillet back at the clan house as I would stand atop the hill in victory.

My
***king
Hill

-a man walks up the hill in a red cape and leather speedo-
THIS
IS
MY HILL
-he then kicks her off the hill and far into the distance-

The mans speedo falls down due to a sudden gravitational pull, police take the man away and charge him with the a public death penalty for public nudity. The police reports state that overkill is fun.

She walks back on the now empty hill wondering where the man went.
Still her hill.

-the woman is impaled with an oversized sharpened slipper, and is then flung by the Green Giant. Three candy ghoul masters arrive at the hill and converse amongst themselves now that the hill is theirs-

Two different nations form miles away from each other, the mid-point the hill, not even knowing each others existence until one day, something went wrong, one nation being orcs, another nation being elves, the two nations gathered their armys and held point all around the hill, without a hesitation more, both armys charged at once, leaving the ghouls no where to run, as they got trampled, the giant would be enslaved and used by the orcs to gain advantage, but the line stayed right down the middle of the hill, turning it into a giant war zone as both armys use all of their technologies to try and pass the other

-suddenly a giant nail the size of a tall skyscraper falls from the sky, obliterating the armies and the hill. The hill then rebuilds itself and an Aperture Science Turret stands atop the hill, claiming the hill-

"Are you still there?"

*She would go and get acupuncture, then walk to the hill destroy the place to claim the hill*

Feeling great and owning a hill. Like a boss!

-she would then be punted off the hill-

Like a boss? More like a piece of fodder. Hahahaha.

She would build a hammock on the hill after banishing the person who punted her to a life of repeatedly rolling a rock up the hill for her amusement. A pack of elementally enchanted wolves now defend the hill.

An odd creature of sorts would approach the hill, adorning a hoodie and cargo pants, however from the obvious rips and tears in his clothing, it was clear that he wasn't going to **** around any time soon.
In fact, he looked a little pissed, if not annoyed by the presence of the wolves stalking around the hill
He would make a rather slow decent up the hill, a wolf would jump up to bite him, but he would swipe his arm at the wolf and grab its neck, almost snapping it aggressively with fire as he would then drop it down the hill, two more attacked and he would rear back and round house kick both of them aside with an icy foot.
He would then stop around the half part of the hill and start chanting, his eyes glowing purple as the rest of the wolves surrounded him, they would all pounce, but a ring of darkness would encircle him and shoot up demonic arms at the wolves, grabbing their legs and dragging them down into the abyss before the portal would close.
He would simply climb up to the top of the hill, and reach into his hoody, anyone within 100 feet of the hill could hear a bone snapping off before the man would place it down on the ground right at the top before simply leaving, as soon as he slipped into the forest, a pack of rotting zombies, who look like they've seen MUCH better days, roam over to the top of the hill and dig at the bone at the top, before roaming about the hill.

-a giant anvil the size of a boulder kicks the the odd creature away, and then claims the hill for itself-

The same hooded creature, comes back on the hill, as if to check on its status. He stands there for a moment looking at the zombies around the hill simply... laying on the ground. He would look up at the hill and chuckle as he would see a giant anvil just sitting at the top of the hill, he would walk up to the hill and see the anvil start to move on its own.

The creature would bring its head back, and then unleash a torrent of fire onto the anvil, the fire turning a blue hue as it would melt the anvil in its place, before running down the hill as molten iron and steel.

He would then walk up the mostly clear hill, and what was left of the anvil was a little stub of metal, oddly enough in the shape of a chair. He would place a pillow on the chair and then sit down in it, waiting patiently for the next person to take his place.

- Wile E. Coyote plugs in a giant fan and blow the creature off the hill, and then puts on a Goku wig-

  

Roadrunner would race past him, breaking his boku wing along the way and claiming the hill before the stupid coyote knew what hit him.