The Hacker Project - a free online game

Let's play a game. We have a hill that is important for existence. Each new poster does something imaginative to the previous owner of the hill and take the hill claiming "My hill!"... Try to figure new ways and not only "I kill you and take the hill!"


I find the hill empty and take ownership of it. My hill!

I sneak behind my own back, stuck a pin in the brains right through the ear and effectively killing me, thus taking the hill.

My hill!

I'll play this game.

If you move it to our house.

I lead you away using promises of large amounts of money, knock you out with a sap, and take the hill.

I bring to you a dozen of blond headed playboy bunnies and let you suffocate in their charms while drooling like an idiot. Meanwhile I put in iron fence around the hill making it a fortress. My hill.

I shoot a thermonuclear bomb at your fort, and get 1.8 megakills.
DEFCON ftw.  :)
My hill!

Since you all died from the bomb then i slowly walk up on the hill. My hill!

I wait for you to die of radiation poisoning, don a protective suit, and claim the hill.

Since i didn't die from the radiation but insted got mutated then i just climb back off and see you running away scared from how i look now. My hill!

(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff191/meonlyred/Motivational/Low_e4e583bf1b034f9.jpg)

My Hill!

I pull off that hideous wig that you're wearing, and you run off screaming, in shame. My hill.

I murder you in the head. My hill.

I summon the REAL sephiroth, who in turn, summons meteor, thus destroying everything including himself, and then i, looking quite smug with myself, march up the hill, pull up a chair, crack open a beer...

My Hill!

The hill collapses thanks the the earthquake that was generated by the meteor. It also creates a hill directly underneath my feet. My hill since there is no other hill around here.

I then spend a month making tunnels under your hill, inserting explosives, and finally, blow up your hill.
I then scoop up about 2 feet of dirt and sit on it.
My hill!

after days of no one playing  take over the hill
And I build super big wall and well def house, with :shuriken: fish helping me
My hill and house!

I offer you a part-time job to pay off your house, and while your working in the coal mines I shove you down a venilation shaft. Then I hire the services of a mercinairy shark to kill your  :shuriken: fish. I then claim the hill, MY HILL!!!!!

pick my self out of the hole useing my Wii power, and then use it to put you in a box then a bigger box x1000 then i go and mail the boxs to the end of earth, and shoot your shark,

I pull out one of my teeth then use it as a pick to dig though the frist box. I then walk for days to make it to the edge of the 1000x bigger box and dig though that one. Since the Earth is a sphere and has no edge the mailman was busy studying the geometry of spheres in a hypothetical-analysis reasrech-of-the-future book. So I have in fact not even moved from the post office. I then meet up with my good friend who sells weapons on the black market and together we gather enough uranium to make a nuke then launch it at your hill. We put on radiation suits and walk to claim the hill but just before we get there, I pull out a hiiden dagger and slash the suit of my friend causing him to be instantly anniahlated in the radiation. I then sit on the hill exclaiming: "My Hill,.....even though it's now more nuclear fall out than dirt.... :10:"

I use a large armored (completely sealed) truck-like machine, equipped with a crew of 10 men who man turrets that are operated via a screen inside the vehicle to move into the radioactive zone, the front turret obliterates you and your suit, and I move the vehicle on top of the hill, claiming it.

my hill.

Since your completely sealed truck-like machine is made in china it's seals are defective and leaking in the radiation. Since you were too cheap to buy better vehicle you die terrible terrible death of radiation poisoning.

Then, since there is no more hill from previous bombing, I go far far away, behind seven lakes and seven mountains and claim even more beautiful hill then the first one. My hill!

I get a job at a circus then just as the cannon is about to shoot me I turn it and it flings me over seven lakes and seven mountians and I land on top of you completly crushing you. I then claim the hill, My hill!

i take your key to the hill, and you can't get in.

my hill!

I use my master pickpoketing skills, (I send a black cat in front of you so you turn away) and then take the key back!
My Hill!

i step over into another dimension, walk a few steps, shift back right behind you, and then shove you into a dimension made up of only a black hole, and then reach into there, take the key, and seal all of the portals to that dimention, leaving you to fall into the black hole.
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ha! beat that!

The black holes was in fact just a black hole, about 5 feet deep to be exact, so I simply stand up and walk away completly unharmed but trapped in a different dimension, which is so different that there isn't even time. So when a random anomaly occurs and sends me back to this dimension it has been over 23546x10^1.2 trillion years and everything about you has been long destryoed so I find a planet with dirt and make a new hill. My Hill!

That totally beats you  :16:

no it doesn't.
by using my gobubble, (read the book mathematicians in love to understand) i foresee this event, and so use my interdimensional controller (how i traveled through dimensions in the first place) to fast forward time so that the 23546x10^1.2 trillion years goes by in ten seconds, i then go to the same planet, walk up to your hill, transport it back in time to  just after i left, give you a sleeping pill, launch you out of a cannon so that you land miles away, walk up, sit on the hill, transport it to another dimension, and close the portal.
MY HILL!!!!!!
beat that one!

Goes to the nearest hill since you are in another dimension.

My hill

I use my cannible skills (changed over from my cannonball skill) to eat your entire head in one bite. :pokey: In doing so I scare away everyone around the hill and I'm revered by the native indians for being their ancient war god. :weight_lift2: I then use their belifes to enslave them, build a castle on my hill, and appease my every disire. :whip: My Hill!!!!

I remind the natives that their nature and ancestor worship belief structure in no way condones slavery or the existence of war gods, and they rise against you. They tear down your castle and beat you to a pulp, which is well within their belief system and allows them to prove that you are no god, but a pompous impostor. They bring you to me, well away from the hill, so I wasn't scared away by witnessing you eat jimmi33's head, which wouldn't have bothered me anyway except that I might have warned you of the dangers of kuru.

Then, I bring you up on charges of cannibalism, as you were technically within the boundaries of Colorado at the time. I convince the judge that you won't get a fair trial in Colorado as you are the second to be tried for cannibalism in that state so the state is biased against alleged cannibals and get a change of venue to the Texas Supreme Court.

You are taken and shot.

Then your trial starts.

Using my powers of persuasion I redirect the United States' economic bailout package monies into a massive project to build a concrete and titanium fortress complete with mutually supporting bunkers with machine gun and artillery pieces including the latest anti-tank and anti-air weaponry. This creates millions of jobs and the economy recovers as a side effect.

I convince the US congress that the real war against terror is at the hill which is, for some reason, in Colorado and the entire US military and part of the UN military is stationed there. They dig in and fortify the position more thoroughly under the assumption that terrorists from some other country might at some point for some reason consider thinking about planning an attack there of some kind that may or may not involve a fusion bomb carried in a brief case by a short tall overweight thin man or woman who may or may not be of some ethnicity from somewhere on the planet Earth, or Mars, we're not sure, but we're absolutely one hundred percent convinced that it may or may not happen that way with a high low degree of accuracy within the next one hundred thousand years, so our entire defense budget is directed toward stopping that from happening at the expense of all else, except maybe a party for the troops stationed there.

I then go before the United Nations and convince them that the US buildup within their own boarders is part of a planned assault on Mexico because the US is jealous of their singing abilities. UN peacekeeping troops are sent in through Canada and Mexico to keep those dirty yanks contained.

You may be wondering by now where I'm going with this.

Keep wondering.

I then go to Russia and contract retired Soviet physicists using embezzled US economic recovery monies to build a time-space bubble generator with the intention of trapping the hill in another dimension well away from any of your dirty tricks. Since that's highly theoretical and would probably take them thousands of years, I use it as an elaborate front for the creation of an army of angry penguins with lasers strapped to their heads and set them loose in Paris. Since the lasers are small and I haven't created a small enough power source for them, it's just a bunch of unhappy penguins running around with boxes tied to their heads.

During the ensuing chaos, I literally steal the Eiffel tower over a three month period.

I then take the pilfered Eiffel tower and take it to Manhattan. Using more embezzled US economic recovery monies, I sponsor a show starring David Copperfield in which he is supposed to make the Statue of Liberty disappear. However, when he goes to make the Statue of Liberty reappear, it has already been replaced with the Eiffel tower. I then sponsor a show staring Cyril Takayama in Paris in which he is supposed to magically make the Eiffel tower reappear. Instead, the Statue of Liberty appears and both nations are outraged until I remind them that the Statue of Liberty was a gift from the French in the first place and they just wanted to trade for a bit then trade back to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the historic event.

After a year of this, they give their monuments back to one another.

I just wasted everyone's time and money, but I also created millions of jobs in Europe by tasking them with disassembling the Statue of Liberty very carefully for transport back to the States, and vice versa.

Now, the economy is strong and jobs are plentiful and everyone's happy.

So, I walk up to the hill with a fusion bomb in a briefcase, which was a sub-task of my retired Soviet physicists' project. By this time, after all the shenanigans I've been up to, few would suspect that I would actually do what I said may or may not happen at some point. I do this during a party for the troops as if it was a joke, but it is no joke.

Because of all the carefully constructed concrete and titanium reinforcement around the hill, only myself and the hill are actually harmed in the blast. Consequentially, it also forces the Earth slightly farther from the sun, negating global warming.

The hill is now vapor and so am I, so it is my hill and there is no way to retaliate against me. No one wants to retaliate anyway since I saved the world and sacrificed myself and the hill to do it. The radiation is cleaned up carefully over many years, creating more jobs and advancing knowledge of nuclear physics until fusion power is developed and I go down in history as a legend.

My hill!

i wait over a hundred years for the vapor of the hill to resettle and claim the newly formed hill with molecules of Exousia intertwined as  MINE

so My Hill !!!! ( with parts of Exousia )

Ha, that was creative Exousia and I like your motives and tactics  :13:

I disguse myself as somebody from Colorado and I ask for a job at this super bunker Exousia created, but the recuters are alittle supicious since the economic crisis is over. So I tell them I have a present for them just around the corner and ask them to follow me. Once we are behind a building I pull out my flat hard piece of wood I had under my shirt and wack them both on the head with it leaveing them unconcious behind the building. I take their uniform and make a silicon face mask that looks exactly like one of them so nobody will no I'm not really a recuiter.

Upon reapproaching the door a guard ask me where I went and I tell him I just went to the bathroom and the other recuiter is out on his lunch break. I walk into the recuiters office and sign myself up since they wouldn't do it for me. I go outside and behind the building, then I give the guy his clothes back and I go stay in a hotel for the night. In the moring I simply walk into the bunker because I'm now officaly part of the workforce. I start to explore the bunker and I find what I'm looking for, my work station, I'm to be a machine gunner. I just have to stand there holding the machine gun and wait till there is some problem. But after my 8 hour shift I stay there so they have to pay me for overtime. And while the officers meet to decide how to pay me since nobody ever stayed for overtime I sneak though the air vents and toss a gas bomb filled with knock-out gass into their meeting room. I pull on my gas mask and enter the room from the air vent.

I head to the computer on the desk and use my amazing hacking skills (Bang it on the wall a few times) I manage to get by the password and I look up the blueprints for the bunker. I then place my flash drive into the USB slot and copy the blueprints over. I leave the same way I came in and I leave a note outside the meeting office telling them where to mail my paycheck. I go back to my hotel and useing my own laptop I finalize my plan useing the blueprint. The next day. I know what to do so I go to the bunker and start to walk about. At very exact locations I place a very small fuision bomb. Once I've set about 45 fusion bombs in preicise locations I leave the bunker and start the timer for detonation. While the timer is going I catch an airplane to France and get some hot coffee then I fly back to Colorado. Everybody anywhere close to the bunker was completly obliterated but upon closer inspection I discover a small mound. Asuming that must be the hill I walk over to it and sit down.

My Hill!!!

After a day of sitting contentedly on your hill, your hair falls out and your skin literally melts away from your muscular tissues. You go blind shortly after that, lose control of your bowels, and stumble around your hill until your decaying muscle tissue fails you and you collapse in a puddle of your own waste. After a few days of agony, you finally die from radiation poisoning and dehydration.

The Earth is blanketed in nuclear fallout you foolish, foolish dead boy. Everyone and everything is now dead except for the life in the trenches of the ocean which do not need oxygen or light. After several billion years of (insert story compatible with the religious/faith system of the reader here) life once again returns to the Earth and every single one of them has a molecule inside them which was once part of Exousia and of the hill.

I exert my powerful will upon them and they build a new hill and erect a monument to my greatness upon it, but because they only know themselves and their image, they do not know what I look like so it looks nothing like me. After the eons of time which has passed I transcend the corporeal realm anyway and drift off to another universe in another dimension of space-time because I'm bored but all the creatures of the Earth hold the hill as a sacred monument to me, so it's mine in spirit.

Nevertheless, I am reborn in an alternate universe with another Earth and another hill which has not been claimed so I claim it.

My hills!

After reading the fantasy series novel written by brilliant author Exousia (respect!), with some contributions by other authors, I sit back in my chair completely relaxed and satisfied by the story. Then, while still sitting in my chair on MY HILL, I order another book by the same author at the Amazon, open ice cold beer and enjoy the view ...

I come deliervering your next book but instead of giving it to you I threaten to throw it into the lake. This is the very last copy of this book to exist and you want to read it so I force you off your hill to come get the book before I dispose of it in the lake. As you start to come near me I call in an air strike which completly obilterates you. I walk to the hill behind your pile of ashes and I construct an Exousia dirt magnet to pull all of the molocules of Exousia together so he can't control anyone. Just as his body is completed I torture him by telling him that in his absents his wife has found another man. :confused2: As he breaks down crying because he should have been here I lock him into a cage full of monkeys and place him in my zoo at the foot of my hill. I then start a theme park on top of the hill and I become a rich entrepreneur and I start to take over the world one acre at a time  :notworking:

My wife laughs at this absurd scenario.

For suggesting this, she reaches through the internet using her awesome powers which eclipse even mine and pinch your skull, popping it like a grape. (I'm attracted to power, what can I say? lol)

My hill.

You thought your wife had succesfully killed me but in fact it was staged, while you were gone I had captured your wife and found someone else who looked exactly like your wife but worked for me. We then tortured your wife to get everything she knew so you wouldn't be supicious of the fake wife.  :electricchair: It was then the fake wife you had found anoher man but you didn't know that, you thought it was your real wife. So when your wife laughed at this absurd secnario it was, in fact, your fake wife that was planted by me. And when she reached though the internet and pinched my skull it was actually a fake death. In your unknowing of these events I sneak over to the hill while you and the fake wife are sleeping toghther. I then record you doing... well the stuff you do when your in bed toghther and I take it to your imprisioned wife to torture her.  :butcher: I later go back to the hill after haveing the kind of fun only an evil tryant bent on ruling the world can have. I signal the fake wife who you're currently on top of and she pulls out a hidden tazer from the sheets and zaps you. When then reimprison you with the monkeys and go back to owning our theme park.

My Hill!!  :5:

I use my uber-powerful mod abilities to change your post.

My hill!

I use my uber tattle tell ability:  :puppyeyes: Emi, Exousia is cheating :2: He's abusing his mod powers  :rtfm: Make me a mod to stop him?  :bruce_h4h:

I use my... regualr... player skills to reedit my post (is that how you spell reedit?) so that it is now telling the truth. I then kick your *@#$%#^&%$@#$%^**#$%*%$*$&*#*##**#*$#*$*#* all the way back to !$%^ which then causes you to @$%^ but you say @$%@ @!$#$% @$% so I come over and !$% you up so bad even your son of a #$%^$ wife has to help you with your $%#! Ha, eat that you :ranting2:
(If you didn't notice I speak russian  :laugh:)

My #^$%!*@ Hill!!!  :16:

I laugh and leave.

Your hill.

i put the hill on the back of my tow-truck and drive away  :laugh:
my hill!

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just a test of a function.
i remote activate the bomb in your truck, thus getting rid of you and your hill, then come bacck to this dimension, along with the hill i am sitting on.
to remind you:

Wow exousia, nice story, good read, good read..

i stab exosia and sit on the hill in a bubble

MAH HILL!

????????
i control the hill...
considering that i am still here, i roll your bubble off the hill.
my hill... although i never lost control...

i shoot bkwinner off the hill with a rocket launcher an sit excosia on top of the hill

HIS HILLLLL!

i lock you in a fridge freezer, along with a tonne of liquid nitrogen, for a month, and when i get back you are frozen. then i get a hammer and smash you into tiny pieces. then i get a faulty vacuum cleaner, which, after getting rid of all of the pieces, sets on fire, and just to top it off, put a couple of sticks of dynamite next to the fire...
then i employ 10 of the best security guards and bouncers around to protect the hill, and 50 snipers in the surrounding area, and just to finish everything off, for that extra feeling of destructiveness, a 5 mile mine field surrounding the hill, each one linked to the surrounding ones, so that when one goes off it sets off a chain reaction to set them all off...
MY HILL!

sadly for you, you forgot to do background checks on all of your new employees, and one of the snipers is me. so I snipe you and without an employer, all of your guards are now employed by me. my hill....

i start to ozze out of the hill and eat gs 059 while the gaurds try to shoot my blobiness buy the bullets go through and kills gs 059 making it...

http://www.hacker-project.com/forum/index.php?topic=453.22

the organ fell on a clone of me so i was still on the hill and i got fingerprints off the rope putting Exousia in jail for trying to kill me  so it is still

Fingerprints off the rope?  :21:

It was an organ, not a piano, therefore, Bontrose's lack of knowledge in forensics prompts the judge to throw the case out of court for lack of evidence before it goes to trial and lands him several counts of purgery for his testimony during the pre-trial hearings which are conducted under oath. He is indicted on all counts. I file civil claims of slander and libel and sue him into the stone age. He is now penniless and facing 10 years in a federal prison per count, so he is effectively facing a life sentence.

Cloning humans is also still technically illegal. I make the case that he is guilty of both cloning a human (himself) and being responsible for the murder of his own clone, which is technically classified as a separate entity from himself in spite of the identical DNA. These two additional indictments combined with the circumstances of his clone's death earn him murder one and criminal negligence bumping up his sentence to life without parole.

I make the case that his use of eye-bleedingly bright and large fonts in his previous post is a crime against humanity. After showing the post to the jury, the case is taken before the United Nations and he is indicted by a UN Tribunal.

His death is brutal and public.

MY HILL!

Hill for sale! Will entertain any offer.

ill give you .01hpd

i bid 1 hpd.
auctions are fun!

*shoots bkwinner* as i said .01hpd

*dink*
your repeated shots at me only waste your money, as i was wearing a bullet proof vest, strong enough to resist a bullet traveling at mach 200.

i change my bid to 10 hpd.
Auctions are still fun!

*shoves a grenade down bkwinner's throught and watches him choke and blow up*
.2hpd, going once,twice,...

*cripples bontrose*
sold to me for 0.3hpd!  :laugh:

throws death2all and exosia into the mine feild and watches the fire...


NO HILL

fireproof clothes :P
MY HILL!!!
now i put mines all around, and robot snipers, which i check every 2 hrs, and i lock the door with 50 different keys, 20 coded locks, and 100 alarms, and an ultra-strong padlock. i put the hill in 300 different safes, and i sit in front of it with a revolver. but i can't take any risks, so i dump the lot o' yer in a bath of hydrochloric acid, and i replace the acid every 10 ppl to ensure it does not become too saturated. then i collect all of the acid in a massive vat and dump 10 tonnes of lithium and blow it sky high. afterwards, as your sub-atomic sized remains rain down, i light a fire and fuel it with rocket fuel, so that it burns so voilently that when you put water on it it is split into it's base elements, hydrogen and oxygen, and adds fuel to the fire. then i do the above and add water, and leave it for 10 days, with a constant flow of water going on it. then i get 5 gigatonnes of nytroglycerin, and add that and run like hell, destroying whatever is left perminantly. but i can't be sure yet. so i carry the ashes to the Andes, and blow them up into the air. dead as inhumanely possible.

good thing, I was on my moon while you were blowing the entire plannet up, so now that earth is gone, I sit on the moon with a limited supply of air trying to figure out how to live.. my hill I guess...

(5 billion tons of nytroglycerin? are you insane?)

correction your LUNAR CRATER  :13: until the new course of the moon caused by the blast of the explosion of the earth flings you into the sun while one of my many hidden clones wakes up on the asteroid he is hidden on and proclaims
MAH ASTEROID

This is getting excessive, Bontrose. My eyes will thank you not to do that anymore, or at least do it with more pleasant colors.  :bodyguard:

Eh, screw it. My hill!

and I actually meant my hill, not my crater, why would I want to be in the oposite of a hill. I would be more on the rim on for crator, aka a hill.

as that was happening, i left to an unnamed dimension, so i was unaffected. after you, bontrose, are sitting smugly down, confident that you can't be beat, i warp back, make a copy of the earth from my digital simulation,  take your asteroid, smashes it into the new earth, your clone on the side facing earth, sit on mt. everest, and use a exaphone (play on megaphone, giga=1,000*mega, tera=1,000*giga, exa=1,000*tera, so 1,000,000,000*megaphone=exaphone! :laugh:) to scream out:
MY HILL! (even though it is really a mountain...)

What are you, bontrose's brother? Disqualified for shouting.

My hill.

Not to mention the tense changes and sentence fragmentation.

your copy included me and my clones so we storm up mt. everest in a helecopter shoot you and proclaim

MY HILL

I, having been sent, cryogenically frozen, on a colonization mission by the government, am whizzed back around and sent to Earth, where I launch an ICBM at mt. Everest, destroying you and your army.
I then get into a private jet abd fly myself to Mt. St. Helens, where I build a military complex spanning several miles and going deep underground. Complete with several thousand guards, an five AA batteries,  an advanced radar system,  10 strike teams with 5 years of Navy SEAL training, 3 HAZMAT teams in a deep underground part of the base (2 miles) and a satellite capable of shooting a laser capable of splitting atoms, and able to hit a single soldier from it's height, and is powered by the solar wind.
I then sit at the lowermost room, 4 miles down, watching everything on the surface.

my hill!

another one of my clones wake up to hack into your sattalite and blow up your base  building mine with admantainium on a nice hill  over your orator mah hill

I use the override program and use the satellite to destroy you, then initiate the self destruct program. A robot clone of myself takes the hill, but not before dousing it with enough radioactive materials to irradiate everything in a 50 mile range.

then mount st helans blows up again destroying your robot and leaving me save in my admantainium(ever read X-men?) complex while your only sattalite blows up leaving me safe[i was using my backup computer :laugh:]

then I activate the secret C4 planted in the by the construction crew I bribed to blow everything inside of it up, leaving not but a tiny trail of smoke through an exhaust pipe.
I then sit atop Mt. Hood in a nuclear bunker, my hill.

i was wondering why my walls shook a bit, i press the explode Mt. Hood button on my volcano agitator remote

the button was actually hacked to be 'the blow up the button that was just pressed', destroying you utterly.
Still my hill. ;D

i stitch my fingers back on because you were an idiot and used gun powder, still my hill

The button electrifies you with millions of volts.
My hill.

Meanwhile...

You were all too busy blowing yourselves up and thinking of incredibly devious ways to neutralise your competition, that you failed to notice the man wearing a technologically advanced camouflage suit rendering him invisible to the naked eye, running to and from every crater/hill you made, waiting till the last one died of old age.

It's been My Hill all along....

until, by a twisted change of fate, a man attempting to commit suicide by jumping off a building landed on you, killing you instantly, whilst you were changing hills.
my hill!

i sit in a cardboard taped shut with packaging tape , the hand holds popped open box wondering how im supposed to think outside the box if you won't let me out.

Since, after all the explosions and planetary destruction, there is no building around for anyone to jump off, the only reasonable explanation is, you were dreaming.

and...bontrose is still stuck in his little box somewhere.

Still my hill. :12:

someone let me out its not like i crawl out the missing side or anything, and im the only buffet left on earth

I just ate you.  :laugh:

ive been sitting in my own **** for 7 days so you die of the flesh eating disease while anther clone, this one smarter locks the buffet doors and turns on the C4 in the wall that will kill you if you break a wire, but since the internal structure of the whole walls are, impossible not to break if you touch them, wires and C4 if you try to escape you get blown up and electrocuted :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

I shoot you both in the face while wearing infrared goggles and take the hill.

Too many clones.....this thread has gone weird :bodyguard:

Gwolf comes back to life and then goes back in time to take the hill 1st

and lands on a land mine b4 jager ever gets to it
i walk up to the hill sit on it and wait for the next sniper

AND sudenly I drop the whole mount rushmore on you (inside joke)



MY HILL or Mountain

necro... lol

another bontrose clone pops out of the vault in Washington's nose and climbs on top

mah hill

So then a dman1123 clone pulls out a sniper and gets a no scope head shot then the puts up a literal fire wall and launches the hill to the moon after putting on a space suit there i build an impregnabl and impenitrabl fortress and staff it with robotic soldiers and a few personal touches

and another clone crawls out of the vault in washington's nostril in a space suit

Since all the posts are two years old, everybody left and the hill is empty. As I started this game, I walked back, saw empty hill, climbed on it and shouted: MY HILL! :)

You set off a landmine that I hid there.

After cleaning up whats left of your body I claim the hill.

MY HILL

i targeted my v507 wolfdoc mob on the hill and blow it to smitherines. after having tl and omnicrom rebuild it, i claim this new hill in the name of dos.

my hill!

I use "powers" to summon cats which, being DoS, distracts you. Then I hack your servers, steal your funds, take out a shot gun, shoot you in the head. THE H.O.D CONQUERED YOUR @$$! My Hill!

I kill myself and then rise to godhood, I put ∞ amount of powerful spells of protection on the hill, ask a favor from Zeus to bring lightning down upon you. I then murder every member of DoS(except master2873) and I also murder crach and burn and make them look like natural causes. My group then goes to the top, we start attacking noobs, and then I took the hill, brought it up to Mount Olympus, and now it is
My Hill!!!

i thumped you off the hill... :P
my hill

You have prevoked the gods by going into their domain on Mount Olympus. They have released king of the titans, Kronos on you and he traps you in a prison trapped in a dimension which has no exit, no hills, no anomalies and its all nothing except a little cell. I then get Aphrodite to seduce Kronos away from the hill and I then refortify it and make it imposible to get in or out or to harm me in any way.
 My Hill!

one problem with that theory... the emergency exit through dimmension 12. a lil out of the way, but so what. i used my warp field generator to transport me back to the 4th dimmension and travel to the exact time and place you summoned kronos and kick you in the nuts, put you in a barrel, and rolled you down my hill... btw, did i mention,


MY HILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My devine powers put you in a dream state and you made that all up. It is still

My Hill!!!!

woke up several hours later and realized it  was all a dream, so i walk up and pants you, kick you in the but, and have my guards escort you off my hill  :16:

You have not realized that you woke up from a dream in a dream. Still MY HILLL!!!

I'm fed up of guarding other people's hills. I want a hill. *Stabs previous owner*. MY HILL.

hang on... is that a camel smoking... ok. i crushed you so i could smoke a menthol instead. my hill

I have come down from the heavens and awed the people with my presence. I then tell them that you are a spawn of evil and then they go after you in a fury and murder you and then set your body on fire. It is now MY HILL!!!!

I booby-trapped the hill, blowing you and the hill up along with everyone else
I then place a 20ft mound of dirt and a layer of grass on top
I sit on it
My hill

I tunnel (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tunneling_protocol) through dirtspace (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyberspace) and attack (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Attack_%28computing%29) your grasswall (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Firewall_%28computing%29) with worms (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Computer_worm), I own (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pwn) the hill (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zombie_(computer_science)).