King of the hill

But as Maddie laughs evilly on the mound, Book sneaks up the hill and hides behind Barret's cooking mess. Book then calls out in a ghostly voice, "Madhuri... Madhuri.... I am the unwashed dishes of doom... Clean us.... clean us!!" Madhuri, who is scared out of her wits by a talking mountain of dishes, runs away from the gruesome chore and Book's hill. Stepping out, Book then waves her pointy stick o' doom and with a good "Scourgify!" the dishes are clean and stacked. Book then builds a wall of cemented dishes around the hill to slow down any invaders.

MY HILL! :D

*does the banana dance* :banana:

Book's Hill !! :rolleyes:

I run away only to invite my friends to play frisbee, with the dish named Book. I am sorry to say one of my friends tossed it so far that it went into space.....:p :D

I am back on My Hill playing and having a merry time...:cool:

:banana:

But Frisbee Book comes back with her boomerang and her tennis ball friends and chases Madhuri off of the hill. Book then plays a game of tictactoe with the boomerang.

My Sports equipment filled hill! :D

I dump hay all over the top of the hill to prevent erosion, but the tonnes of hay bury bookinator in several feet of hay...Hey look no erosion on B's hill!

A careless B creates a spark (don't as me how...I don't know..I had nothing to do with it..I promise), and the load of hay ignites, burning B, but thankfully causing 0 damge to the Hill...My Hill that is.

Barret's Hill

A deadly storm brews. Thunderclaps heard constantly and lightning strikes frequently around Barret's Hill...

Sempra shoots his cable out to try his old Monkey Madness manuever, but it appears Barret has been observing the battles on the hill for quiet some time. Barret cuts the cable connecting the old cliff to the hill, sending Sempra plummeting into the ocean waters. The storm reaches it's deathly climax and creates an enourmous tsunami that carries the ocean waters up and over the hill only to come crashing down on Barret. The storm subsides, and the water that had once submerged the hill washes away only to leave Sempra on top of the hill.

Soaked, but content Sempra shakes off the seawater as he stands triumphant on
MY HILL!!!

Book smiled evilly. It was all too easy... make a (magical) storm with her Pointy Stick O' Doom, kick off Barret and place Sempra instead. For Book knew Sempra's weakness and intented to use it (making him a far easier opponent.) Climbing up the hill, Book pulled out Sempra's bane- chocolate cupcakes! (Cue suspenseful music.) Little did Sempra realize as he ate the plate of chocolate-y goodness, that the cupcakes had radioactive prunecakes hidden inside. It's a wonder he didn't notice the glowing green aura around the cakes... Anyway, while Sempra licked icing off his fingers, nature... er, called Sempra to run to the nearest Port-a-Potty and well, you know what I mean. While his bowels were busy. Book claimed her mound of treasured dirt.

Announcerguy/Bookinator: And the answer is... MY HILL!


:D :D :D :D :D :D :D

As Book is reading a book contently on top of the hill, a new foe joins the brawl. As Lost observes Books happy, yet strange life he realizes that this might be harder than it looks. Summoning his army of demon squirrels, Lost beseiges Books hill. Convienient as it is, Book happened to have an anti-seige robot. While Book surveys the battle, Lost sneaks up behind the current ruller of the hill, and with a quick swipe of his blade Book falls silent. Lost quickly fortifies the hill, for as its new owner, he must keep it as long as possible. I win......for now:lol:

Ay... I seem to have been defeated by my brother?!

Time to bestow some sisterly love...

Poor StillNtFound... I really do feel sorry for him. One doesn't mess with the Queen of Pointy Sticks without grave consequences. While Still was busy swiping away at "Book", the real Bookinator was hiding behind a tree laughing her head off. Still whirled around just in time to see Book bribing his squirrels off of the hill with a sack of peanuts. But not just any kind of peanuts. Party peanuts. StillNotFound couldn't help himself, and soon he joined his minions on a wild nut-chase. Last time I checked, he was last seen near Tokyo trying to figure out a way to cross the ocean and keep his salty roasted treasure dry. Book meanwhile, claimed the hill and Still's old fortress.

"My Hill!!!" Book sang out like an opera singer.

:D

What Book didn't know, is that opera singers are only welcome if the are talented. "Opera Singing 101" isn't enough! Looking for a way to stop the noise, the local forest animals enlisted *me* to get rid of her. Producing my handy-dandy champagne flute from the depths of my bag o' tricks, I held it aloft until the sound caused the glass to shatter. Book, so surprised by the loud noise, gasped, and covered her mouth with her hands. She thought she'd broken the beautiful glass swan she'd noticed on the way up the hill. Rushing back to the pond to survey the damage, she left My Hill. :)

While u r happily on "your hill".I go and talk to the local animals(:p) and i tell them that u only helped them to get to the hill.Making the animals furious at u for using them to get to what u want they take u off ......
MY HILL.
P.S.
nice to see u Zanna.:D

Speaking of angry animals, Book comes back from the pond with a vengence and a herd of upset Crumple-Horned Shnorcacks. the CHS's hated the smell of peppermint tea, and it just so happened that sam96 was sipping a cup of the refreshing refreshment. Charging at her (him?), poor sam quickly decided to bail and left the hill under Bookinator's rule. Book then retired on the hill until Easter, never to be seen for a month. But she left one haunting message for all who came apon the door:


"My hill."



:D Goodbye LitNet, until we meet again! (Signing off time....)

Hmm, No book, no book's hill

B's Hill, yeehah a bloodless coup.

B's hill.

Time for a bloody coup. Let's see how B deals with stampeding cattle. Will he run? Will he let himself be trampled? Either way, B'll be too busy to notice that he's lost the hill.

MY hill :cool:

Jay's Hill.


I paid some kids to put sheets over their heads and scare Jay of the hill with their ghostly cries.


Papaya's Hill