Pretty simple, really. You have to take the hill from the current owner, the catch being that it must be in a way consistent with your avatar. I'll begin.
*AK Gandalf lies down on the hill, and begins to smoke his pipe*
The Pint sized Slasher walks up and nonchalantly stabs Gandalf to death.
You are the child of my makers, inheritor of all they left behind, but this
ring hill IS MINE!
Lemme just use the shadows...
*Kicks into oblivion*
THIS HILL IS PRIDE'S!! PRIDE'S!!!!!
"Let me challenge you to an arm wrestling match, ya big... metal.... dude!"
*uses the PlayCo ArmBoy and defeats him to win rightful ownership of the Hill*
*pumps fist and cups hand around mouth* WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
*Shoots small cartoon animal with shotgun until a thin red paste is all that remains of it*
"Your move everyone else."
*punch punch punch punch punch*
My hill now!
MY HILL NOW.
Axed, conquered, strangely laughed at.
Flash bangs and ninja powers... MY HILL!
*Infects you with Gingervitus*
I change my apperance as the above ginger avatar and during the confusing, I kicked him off
I punch the above avatar so hard that it's head falls off.
It's a strange and rather unknown fact that the above avatar is very afraid of caterpillars, for reasons only known to his mother...
I squash the above with my righteous and sturdy boot
I hack the above avatars bank account and then bribe the government to massively increase the hat tax. Because the above avatar no longer has a way to pay his massive hat tax he was forced to do back alley surgery. During one botched surgery he contracted syphilis because the patient exploded. The above avatar was forced to whore himself out as a high class prostitute for money to pay for his expensive medicine. One day I visited the above avatar for some blackscreen. After said blackscreen, instead of paying said avatar I shot him in the face and laughed.
Luckily I'm immune to STDs, so... My hill I guess.
My hill now.
Double damage to you, half damage to me mofos!
*Casts a flurry of spells on the pitiful Black Mage*
*Comes out of nowhere*
Oh hai, I see this is your hill.
*Pulls out of shot/existence*
My hill now!
I will pull anyone into oblivion!
*Crawls into above Avatar's ear and eats his brain*
MY HILL...and now I'm armed with a leaf!
STOMP STOMP STOMP.
I claw you in half. With a single swipe.
I hack the worlds energy grid, making the lights everywhere to turn on permanently, forcing the world into perpetual daytime.
Daylight isn't going to save you - not from a True Ancestor.
Still (once again?) my hill.
LIKE MY FIST IN YOUR FACE??
Like my claw in your neck?
Taking that back now _thank_ you.
*Wrench to the face*
Buildin' a sentry!
Erectin' a dispenser!
Teleporter goin' up!
*pulls wrench out of face*
Your toys won't save you now.
*walks calmly up to sentry and tears off rocket launcher*
*turns to face Engie*
I don't normally do this, but...You don't stand a chance. Just run.
Shoots several bomb arrows with force enough to push you right off, down the hill. Lata, sucka!
The above is apathetically set on fire.
Cue stoic, awkward handshake between my good and evil sides as hill is mine.
*builds army of sentries on hill, which kill both of the handshakers with a barrage of bullets and rockets*
If one gun don't work, just use more gun.