Forum adverts like this one are shown to any user who is not logged in. Join us by filling out a tiny 3 field form and you will get your own, free, dakka user account which gives a good range of benefits to you: No adverts like this in the forums anymore. Times and dates in your local timezone. Full tracking of what you have read so you can skip to your first unread post, easily see what has changed since you last logged in, and easily see what is new at a glance. Email notifications for threads you want to watch closely. Being a part of the oldest wargaming community on the net. If you are already a member then feel free to login now.

I break out the good stuff on the hill.

And the bad stuff, because no-one gets left out on

BigWaagh's Hill.


I think we've found a winner...

Rises from throne of empty Kegs at top of hill, adorned in toga and oversized sunglasses, looks out upon party of the century and declares, "My work here is dun!"

I mount up on Chowder, my Warboar, and bellow "Waaaaaaaaaaaaagh" while I ride off into the horizon as the sounds of AC/DC's "Hell's Bells" fade into the background...they, btw, are the house band on

My(former)hill.

My sea legions manage to stumble and get tied up in many legs, and wander over to raid the local aspirin shop.

As the sun rises vast kegs and mountains of ale, whiskey and such stack high on the edges.

Now that was a hill party...

Whoevers hill has not got a hangover like they got trod on by a warhound titan

That would be me.

My hill.

Be good enough to clean up this mess as you leave.

Unfortunately for you, I had some aspirin of my own in my pocket, so I quickly recover and then whack you over the head with a hammer. I then dump your lifeless body in the nearest drainage ditch.

My Hill

I re-animate his lifeless body and send it after you on My Hill.

No need. He attacked my head; my least vulnerable spot (besides my heart.)
I round up all of the annoying feral kittens on the hill and deposit them at the local animal control facility for summary execution.
I then fire Snurl out of my pumpkin cannon and strike an epic pose atop


My hill.

You dare touch my feral kitten legions Chaos Legionnaire? I break free from the animal control facility and I toss you in an arena with a bunch of Burna Boyz and watch you do the Burny dance on

My HIll

Curses! Foiled again on

Your hill.

No kittens will be mistreated on this hill.

Now now...

I kittens hurt. Such things will not happen under the sea legion, evil toupe alliance rule of the hill.

My hill.

Do not be alarmed, citizens.
None shall be harmed so long as they acquiesce to my might (and keep their pet populations in check) for I am compassionate and merciful on


My hill.

I use pumpkin balls to blast you off of My Hill.

I spray your hill with agent orange and cause all your pumpkin homes to wilt and die before receting sone far more sturdy clamshell based constructions as part of my vegan nut and avacado store complex.

My hill..
with ripe avacqrdo's and organic vegan nut boxes for only 200$ per 50 gram bag!

The DEA finds out you are selling grams and hauls you off of My Hill.

While the DEA hauls Jhe off of the Hill, I sneak onto it in during the night, and using my Blood Raven powers of utter sneakiness, run off with the entire hill

My Hill

I reassimilate your Blood Ravens back into the Thousand Sons legion and bolster my forces on


My hill.

I remember I collect space wolves and unleash prosparo 2 on your hill and reclaim ot for the Glory of Russ.

My hill.

Rotten pumpkins explode all over the hill, bathing all in the glory of Nurgle, on My Hil.

I clean the hill off with some blessed bleach from a shrine and start to turn my hill into a nice place again.

My hill.

I airdrop ammonia all over your bleach and listen as you gag away from My Hill.

But before you return, I swiftly plant my flag.

You got ninja'd on My Hill

I swiftyl dig under you dropping you into a lava pit and then reclaim the hill.

Diggy diggy dwarf!

My hill.

I have returned.

I chuck a couple of Willy Petes down into your tunnels and laugh as I reclaim



My hill.

Thanks for the relaxing hot tub.
I climb out and retake

My Hill.

I put piranhas in your tub on My Hill.

I turn the jets on the hot tub up to eleven and create a piranhanado on


My hill.

The piranhanado deposits the piranhas on a passing airliner. We now have piranhas on a plane on

My Hill

The dwarves dig away at base of hill till it hollow and then tap with a tea spoon in right spot causing it to fall flat like a pancake as I raise my flag on a tall, strong hill.

My hill.
Yours is now but a plain.