King of the Hill

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**WarbossDakka**

I spam your computer with dank memes. You become an 11 year old.

My Hill

**ZergSmasher**

A bunch of Flesh Hounds and Bloodletters chase you off of the hill. I sprinkle the hill with the blood of my enemies and stand on

My Hill (now dedicated to Khorne).

**snurl**

I stop by the bottom of the hill in an Ice Cream truck. The hypnotic music makes everyone come down to get a frozen treat. While everyone is in line, I sneak back up to the top of My Hill.

**WarbossDakka**

I spot snurl, and wait in a concealed position to let my ultimate meter build up. I then pressed Q on

My Hill

**snurl**

I unplug your console and slap you off the hill with a fish.

**WarbossDakka**

You forgot to claim it sooooo

Still My Hill

**snurl**

I claim the hill after beating you with a Dreadnaught in a Sock.

**WarbossDakka**

I grab onto a pole attached to the floor and reverse gravity. You float away on

My Hill

**War Kitten**

I slap you with a fish for messing with the laws of physics

My Hill

**snurl**

As I drift up I float into a storm cloud, and ride the lightning back to the top of My Hill, frying everyone there in the process.

**WarbossDakka**

I exterminate all fish in the world, and you perish because I morph you into a brown bear. You starve on

My Hill

**War Kitten**

I am the son of Zeus, and so I am immune to lightning

Still my Hill

**snurl**

You may be immune to lightning, but not hungry Brown Bears.
I claim My Hill as I gnaw on your skull.

**WarbossDakka**

Yeah, not sure where you were going with that one. Anyway, I load a minigun full of tranquilizer darts, and spray snurl down. I deport him to Canada on

My Hill

**War Kitten**

I realize the stupidity of my previous statement and come back in a tank. Your minigun is useless on

My Hill

**snurl**

I return from Canada in a bigger Canadian Tank, and shoot you full of holes. Then I consume a case of Molson on My Hill.

**WarbossDakka**

I get a 1% crit on

My Hill

**War Kitten**

I hit you with a throwing axe

My hill

**WarbossDakka**

I catch it with my teeth, and I spit it onto the floor. I then pelt you with Crimson Fist flavoured steel rehn.

My Hill

**snurl**

I smite you with harsh language and scathing innuendo.
My hill.

**War Kitten**

I put in earplugs

My Hill

**WarbossDakka**

I take out the earplugs

My Hill

**snurl**

I open a Parochial School on the hill. A Nun with a Ruler chases you both away from St. Snurl's Hill.

**WarbossDakka**

I bulldoze the Church of Snurlism on

My Hill

**War Kitten**

I blow up your bulldozer with a rocket launcher and use your ashes to fertilize a nice garden on

My Hill

**snurl**

I respawn in your garden and grow there, undetected until it's too late for you to do anything about it. Then I rule again, on my Hill. Now with handy Pumpkin patch.

**WarbossDakka**

It's not even Halloween yet. No one buys your produce and you starve. I then drop a load of tar on

My Hill

**War Kitten**

I bury you in the tar and then start a business empire on

My Hill

**WarbossDakka**

You find that this Hill is located in Greece, so your buisness empire is actually a corner shop. I unload a mag of Heavy Bolter ammo into the shop on

My Hill

**snurl**

You are flung from the hill for illegal weapons discharge.
I remove the tar from My Hill.