Madman

Madman laughed at the futile efforts of Me gots its' to melt an apparition's eyeballs and guts. He proceeds to chain Me gots its with ethereal bindings and project 2 girls 1 cup straight at his brain. Kicking aside the gasping shell of what Me gots its used to be, he claims the hill as his own.

The shadowy lord lunges at Dalipose, while wearild a viking helmet and emits an extremely high-pitched battlecry. Dalipose, unable to move due to being stunned by the sheer power of the cry is brutally beaten with a stick and flung at the sun. [edit] Oh, and the hill's mine.

Banned

Kinda feels like steampunk for some reason. Gonna watch it.

Soft drink

The cloacked man uses the ancient art of hemomancy to impale Nagisa with her own blood. He then proceeds to hanged her mangled corpse from a noose, as a warning to those who dare trespass his hill.

Grats man

Backing off with what little strength he has, the survivor, ready to pull off the trap, notices that it miracculously falls apart. He picks up the sharpest part of it and, as the creature pounces at him he hacks it straight in the forehead while in mid-air. The creature falls clumsily, knocking him off. The survivor gets up, and notices that the creatures blood has stained his wound. Preparing for the worst, he shoves the barrel in his mouth, ready to fire. He then feels a sharp pain coursing through his body. He sees the wound heal rapidly, and mysteriously he returns to his full strength.

This was scarring.

Penis?

"What the f-"BOOOM Everything in a 3 mile radius is annihilated thanks to the awesome wtf power of the cloacked guy. The shrouded bombardier summons a pack of worker ghouls that terraform a new hill. Hill reclaimed.

The cloacked figure conjures a portal and summons forth an angry medic. "How dare you copy mah accent!" Razor just had a painful surgery. The hill is reclaimed.

The Warchief

The sky blackened with thick clouds and the temperature dropped. Strong wind began to blow and the sky rained blood. Shadows emerged from the ground. They twisted and reformed untill a figure was constructed. It hovered silently above the ground. "I am Mad, the hellbourne and I have come for the Hill." In an instant, he raised his hand and siphoned the souls from the weak and built a BIG-ASS TITAN MADE OUT OF SOULS. The titan ate the limbs of everyone in its proximity and left them to die. He glided atop the hill. "Merely a setback!" He said as he kicked the ninjas mangled corpse.

Fuckin' Ralphy

I love you. BTW I'm working on an unofficial epic fantasy comic script (still loking for an artist).

Are you going to harm meh?

Dear Future Madman If I make love to you will that count as homosexuality? - Past Madman

Tharebas sat idle as if he shut down. Moments later, he exited through the Valiants airlock and got into the Abandoned One. After discharging the static field around the ship, he proceeded to dock into the Valiant. Once again, he ascended to the briefing room. He opened his comlink. "May I... Talk to... The proffesor..?"

I like to stab things.

WoW. Period.

Tharebas' eyes flashed red and, for the first time in years, his stance showed a hint of emotion. "Treachery... Brings you one step closer... To the T'zseth... I like that... You won't..."

Banned for having 69 rep. Heheh, 69.

What the unholy shit?! You have called upon the powers of your pagan god to challenge the almighty relegion that is OMNISCIENCE? PURGE, now and forever by the almighty hammer of JUSTICE!