King of the Hill (KoTH)

[bilal4321]

changes class to spy backstabs bluejay and then does taunt kill. my hill >

[TheFearedUnknown]

Hack aliens for they attack your hill and build new king of the hill
My hill

[POWERMAN]

(Read the rules, Feared. This is SERIOUS RP battling going on here.)

I draw my sword, having recovered from the deadly West Nile fever that Blujay had given me.

I let loose a scream. Partly out of agony, partly because I like screaming. As the scream echoes out throughout the land, the universe implodes to where my body was (I guess I am the center of the universe!) and explodes again.

The almighty unknown deity of this fictitious world creates a new hill. For it was badly battered, the almighty eye in the sky crafts it out of pure gold and plutonium this time. Sadly, as gold is not known to be a durable hill-building material, it melts away into the ground. Where the gold sank into the ground a man whose veins flow the very melted plutonium-tainted gold ichor arises. His name is Powerpriest ( XD for lack of a better name.), and he then creates the new 5 elements of nature: earth, fire, wind, water, and tacos. He creates TheFearedUnknown out of a taco and eats him.

My hill.

[blujay98]

Lured by the scent of tacos (nice choice Powerpriest XD) I recover from the shock and trauma that comes with the universe exploding twice and, as all my atoms are released into billions of electrons, I, using just my willpower, manage to bring it all back, creating myself again, only with an insane amount of energy in me now. Watching POWERMAN eat his cyber-internet human taco, I launch an array of electrons at the hill causing nuclear fission (that's possible with plutonium, right?) and recreate gold's molecular structure to make it the hardest material on earth (second from tacos.) With a magical floating gold hill in the middle of a radioactive crater, I climb onto my hill and find POWERMAN's secret stash of taco's. As I eat them all, I start to think that these would go great with cheese...

[ffemt53]

Greetings from the place of JWoww and Snooki, again. As I use my mind power on the Girls of the Jersey Shore, I let them know about Blujays Gold. Then I grab the Gidget Chipperton "The Taco Bell chihuahua" and show her Powerman's Secrect stash of Taco's.

I walk up "My Hill"

[blujay98]

Chased by a bunch of girls from a T.V. show that I can't seem to find, I decide to break off a piece of my hill with a taco and send it to them. With their lust of gold satisfied, I plot my next plan to get my hill back. As ffemt53 sits on top of the hill, I decide to not thin of any course of action until someone continues the plot of this battle in a newer post, as I am currently blank on new ideas...

Technically, I have everything I need to take this hill except for a suitable course of action

[POWERMAN]

It would appear.... That Powerman's tacos have been discovered.

ffemt and Powerman stand paces apart in a battlefield of torn landscapes and hazy air. The smog unravels and floats away to a higher demention. Time twists itself into a Mobius loop, the highest prime number hovered silently in the endless array of nothingness in space, and all is silent.

"So. You showed my tacos to them." said Powerman, unblinking, his voice void of any sexual innuendos.

"Now my friend," stated ffemt, his voice a sharpened blade slicing through the air. "Did you just notice?" he said with a sneer.

A gust of wind blows over the battleground. ffemt's shirt and Powerman's trench coat flutter in the wind.

Too quick for any set of eyes, Powerman charges and catches ffemt off guard. A revolver in his hand is pointed at ffemt's face. It was a shame that ffemt had turned around too late.

Smirking, ffemt turns around, facing away from Powerman.

"I know that there is only a single bullet inside one of those six chambers." he laughs, his smile insincere and hurting.

"It will be a risk I have to take."

"Are you really going to put your life in the hands of luck? I'm sure you know if it doesn't fire, I will kill you."

"It will be a risk I have to take."

"Very well." ffemt turns around and moves closer to Powerman so that the barrle of the revolver is touching his forehead. His hands are in his pockets, his tie loosened around his neck, his shirt flapping in his wind. His eyes show insanity and madness rivalved to those of a maniac. "Shoot me."

All was silent for quite a while.

Finally, Powerman holds the revolver with two hands.

"Any last words?"

"We don't know what the outcome will be yet."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because the odds are six to one for the gun not to fire."

With a pained look on his face, Powerman grunts.

"Your salvation will be short and sweet. Just let me pull this trigger."

Headshot.

ffemt is knocked back by the sheer force of the point-blank shot by the bullet. A scorch mark embedded itself upon his forehead, and a hole as well.

The gun is smoking, and Powerman sighs.

My hill.

[blujay98]

Hiding behind a wrecked building, watching the final showdown between a crazed ffemt53 and a... POWERMAN? who had lost his tacoes to them, blujay98 realises that as POWERMAN raced up to ffemt53 with unbelieveable speed, 5 of his bullets had fallen out of the revolver's chamber. (Really? A revolver? What is this, Sherlock Holmes? Then again, you had a trench coat...) As POWERMAN is distracted with his foe, I run across the field, pick up the bullets and with a gust of wind, call my pet bird down to pick me up, causing the dust the cover up my tracks.

High above the two duelists, I load my mutant bird with the bullets, and as ffemt53 is blasted away, I fire. BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM. Five shots fired. Five shots missed. With sweat pouring down the side of my neck, staining my Polo shirt, I realise two things: 1) POWERMAN has realised my location and 2) The cleaning bill for this shirt is going to cost a lot...

As POWERMAN looks up, my pet mutant bluejay has a sudden diarhhea attack (gross, yes, but effective all the same) and as POWERMAN is covered in a sloppy white liquid substance (sexual innuendo intended... if it's allowed) my bird perches on top of my hill, surprisingly the only natural object still standing.

Also, POWERMAN, ever considered writing as a career?

[POWERMAN]

"AAAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

This laugh echoes throughout the land. Let the world know that it is POWERMAN who will defeat blujay!

He unleashes his full power, his vain human form crumbling to ashes.

He then concentrates his pure power into a majestic animalistic representation of himself, a raptor.

It is also well known that larger birds of prey such as raptors are predators of the Blue Jay.

(the following events are self-explanatory)

My hill.

[blujay98]

Aha,

what POWERMAN is forgetting is that my Blue Jay was a mutant Blue Jay, so unlike regular birds, this bird is now the predator of raptors. So, just as the POWERMAN the raptor closes in on my mutant bird (which is hovering at about 20 meters in the air, mind you) the Blue Jay turns around, flinging POWERMAN through space and time.

My Hill

Btw, I have internet again