I'm still alive and there was no battle for alpha. The lord of the rings trilogy has reached it's end and gandalf has to leave forever. With no one to guard the hill I claim it.
I wasn't fast posted I chose to ignore your post. Like I choose to ignore you as being on top of the hill. While I'm there, I bump into you and you fall to your death.
Wolves may be good, but they are no match for elephants, rhinos, and the general wildlife found on the Serengetti. You are trampled underfoot as i waltz my way to victory.
Once again. I am made out of liquid metal. As for the elephants and all of those, not being in their natural environment they die and me and my wolves reclaim the hill. After the carcases are gone.
out of curiousity, when the hell were you made out of liquid metal?!
In any case, I commence a thermite reaction upon your face, and you run screaming away in pain, because thermite is the hottest reaction possible on Earth.
I deafen you with random songs played too loud. In your deafness, you stumble off of the hill and fall on your flagpole (guess the wolves kept you too busy to move it)!
I grab your flagpole cover the front part with hydrochloric acid and impale you. After that I preserve your body fetal pig style, weigh down the body and throw it into the pacific ocean.
paranoid-android wrote:out of curiousity, when the hell were you made out of liquid metal?!
In any case, I commence a thermite reaction upon your face, and you run screaming away in pain, because thermite is the hottest reaction possible on Earth.
Spamalot's Hill
About 10 pages back or so. Anyways, me and my wolves will leave you all alone to fight over the hill.
paranoid-android wrote:out of curiousity, when the hell were you made out of liquid metal?!
In any case, I commence a thermite reaction upon your face, and you run screaming away in pain, because thermite is the hottest reaction possible on Earth.
Spamalot's Hill
About 10 pages back or so. Anyways, me and my wolves will leave you all alone to fight over the hill.
You get lynched for burning Redwall books But we use cheap string and it breaks. What would be a lucky break for you turns on you as you realize that we were hanging you directly above your flagpole [you should've moved it]. You fall and get impaled
i take 20 copies of the entire encyclopedia britannica, and dump them on top of the hill, buttling and smothering you to death. Once i get here, i snap my flagpole in two, throw it away, and hold the banner myself.