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 Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 12:56 pm
This is a game I retrieved from DrunkDuck.com:
In this game, you think up of creative ways to take away the hill from someone.
Example:
Player 1: Sits on the hill.
Player 2: I knock Player 1 off the hill. Now it's mine!
Player 1: Comes back with a tuba. The results are disastrous, but the hill is mine again!
Player 3: Kicks Player 1 off of the hill.
And so on and so forth. (Course you can be a lot more elaborate).
So, let me start.
I find a hill and sit down. MY HILL!
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 7:32 pm
I unleash a swarm of hungry monkeys to chase you off the hill. I then try to take the hill, but the monkeys chase me off as well.
Hill: Monkeys.
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Kill Romantic Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:28 pm
I tip off a seedy cosmetics lab on the location of a swarm of monkeys. After they're gone I sell the feces to a ludicrous bunch of hippies looking for a greener-burning source of fuel. The hill is mine!
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 4:00 am
I open a portal to some brimstone-filled dimension in a bid for "infernal" assistance...
The hill is consumed in black fire, forcing you to run off it, or get a hot-seat. Once the flames die down, the portal closes, and I take my hill.
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Kill Romantic Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 8:13 am
I tip off a bunch of wannabe goths that an infernal portal recently opened on the hill. They swarm the hill, trampling you. Once they have been situated, I spread the rumor through their camp that the Jonas Brothers will be arriving for a concert. They clear the hill with all haste.
The hill is mine.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 8:23 am
I am the Jonas Brothers' manager. Guess what? The concert thing...it was real. We arrive set up the stage. You run away. I endure the concert with earplugs. When the concert is over, I resign as manager and retire peacefully on the hill.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 8:39 am
I arrive on the hill and make all residents "an offer they cannot refuse." Naturally, you clear out. The hill is mine and is protected by the Italian mafia.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 7:40 pm
I tell a certain Yakuza boss about a certain group of mobsters ( who may or may not be Italian... it's none of my business either way) who stole one of their shipments of.... "pharmaceuticals" and blew up one of their... "labs;" (and nevermind why I smell like C4...don't you want revenge?). I may or may not have pointed to the Hill...
I sit back and watch the bloodshed and claim the hill for myself once the fighting is over.
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 11:29 am
I have run out of creative ideas of reclaiming the hill for the time being. I trudge up the hill and sit down. Rennera gives me a very odd look for coming up on the hill without a maniacal plan. I give her cheeky grin. "Rennera, would you please let me have the hill for a little bit? I'm sure you will get it back soon." You are won over by my sincerity and helplessness.
I'm borrowing the hill.
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 6:22 am
The spot on the hill slowly begins to heat up like a hotplate until you finally cannot stand to sit upon it anymore. As you run away, I quietly slip up the hill and sit upon it, placing a teapot over the hot spot as I open up a book and begin to read.
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 2:46 pm
While you are busy reading, I spike your tea with LSD. After you take your first drink, you start to see pretty colors. After the second, you notice a unicorn walk up, and ask you to come riding with him. You try to go back to reading, but he's insistent, and you lost your place anyway, so you just hop on him and fly away, into the pretty, pretty sunset.
In reality, you stumble off and bump through the forest nearby, leaving your book and the tainted tea on the hill.
I ascend the hill, dispose of the tea, and pocket the book, sitting on the hill and watching the stars.
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 9:29 pm
I use my gypsy magick to bring the stars hurtling from the sky, causing you to either vacate the hill or be reduced to a pile of smoking ash. You call my bluff. The stars get closer and closer. You continue to wait it out before eventually being blinded. At this point I put the stars back where they belong and roll you down the hill.
I then plant a flag and sit beneath it.
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Kill Romantic Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 3:23 am
I hit a golf ball at the flag, naturally assuming it is a green with an EXTREME difficulty level. Unfortunately, I hit you in the head and watch as you roll unconscious down the other side of the hill.
I run up to the top of the hill and look around for you. As I look around I notice how nice it is here on the hill and decide to sit down and claim my spot. Fortunately for me, argyle tends to ward off natural predators and other vermin (except for lawyers).
Nap time on my hill!
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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 4:41 am
Unfortunately for you, the only natural predator not warded off by your argyle, namely high-powered lawyers, are walking by. Like the sharks they are descended from, they smell the small amount of blood left on the hill from the previous occupants unfortunate injury, and move in for the kill... er lawsuit.
As you are hauled off to court, I sneak back onto the hill after paying off someone in a dark, hooded cloak. I then proceed to fortify my hill.
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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 7:22 am
Silly mortal. I join the construction crew that was busy fortifying the hill. You get exactly what you want. But over the door to the fortress, I write, "THIS IS NICCEA'S HILL." Your old friends the lawyers decide to help me sue you for property theft and copyright infringement.
The hill is LEGALLY mine.
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