King of the Hill

[Big Brother]

Not understood by the witch doctor, these zombies are so undead that they rise from the grave yet again and merely swarm the hill and take it back for the masses.

[Ciel Phantomhive]

The Zombies stepped on some plants shaped like potatoes. Turn out they were potato mines and the Zombies were blown to smithereens.

[Big Brother]

More ZomBies merely rise again, and claim the hill.

[Painmaster]

As they reach the base of the hill, they realize that the hill is now bathed in the glorious radiance of god's serenity and rapidly retreat, falling away from the glory of god and his chosen king of the hill

[Big Brother]

Too bad for God. The undead from hell rise and rise, thousands, millions of them, even those whose God's own chosen king has sentenced to death.
They merely coat the hill, and the surrounding area in the abominations of hell, and God falls, to retreat to his home, and the King is slaughtered under the onslaught of the hordes.

[Painmaster]

I follow a previous example and drop a meganuke on the hill, then find another hill and claim that one.

[Big Brother]

The ZomBies are everywhere, and merely cover the new hill in the undead, expelling the King.

[Painmaster]

I summon Mr.BoGriztroll and he looks at the world. it vaporizes with such force that you, me, the ZomBies, and everyone else are hurled away from the world. as the glory of god still resides with me, i land on a planet capable of sustaining life and claim a hill there as my own. The primitive natives, who have never seen anyone like me, worship me as god and i raise them into a mighty army that soon conquers other hills, and eventually, the new world.

[Ciel Phantomhive]

My Hill
Because... Well, it's mine

[Painmaster]

It is on, cracker