Myranuse

Ah, thanks. I'll leave them on the table here. Destroying a hellmouth is like breaking a bridge; break one side and it becomes uncrossable. At least, in my experience. Dunno about yours. //Drills a hole in the ends of the trench and stuffs dynamite in it You may want to exit the trench before I detonate the dynamite.

//Put's on professor style spectacles Hellmouths gateways to a plane of existence where demons and other unholy creatures were exiled to long ago. They can be both a gate style structure, and a literal mouth of any living creature. The former has to be built on both planes of existence, while any sufficiently trained witch or warlock can cast a curse to form the latter on either plane of existence. How do I know all this? The internet. //Notices Stature Ah, welcome! I hope you brought your own magnification device, 'cause Red Regent here has my spare binoculars. Also, do you mind helping me expand this trench? It's getting kind of crowded...

Pizza

Meh, as long as he's trying to peacefully co-exist, I'm okay with that. It's the fact that Hellmouths tend to attract the ones that are not interested in peacefully co-existing that ticks me off.

Hellman's flu. Dunno how that came into my head.

Well, he's a cat. //Observes InfiniteRemnant Was a cat. Dunno what he is now. Hopefully not a ghost, 'cause I'm seriously tired of dealing with Hellmouths...

Ka-BOOOOOM!!!

//Confirms that InfiniteRemnant's still sleeping Nothing too interesting. I hitchhike around the galaxy, trying to find a reasonable job on a planet that is scientifically advanced enough to have personal starships, so I could save up and buy one. I was dropped off here, and I found myself liking this culture. Sure, it's quirky and and in some cases downright weird. But I made this place my home. Heh, there was this one time when I replaced the fuel rods of this guys nuclear reactor with cheese; it took days for him to rebuild the primary cooling circuit... Good times...

//Gives blank stare ...Let's get back to observing the Win.

//Looks behind self //Looks at Red Regent How the hell did you get hold of that. Not even I can summon something like that; the laws of Copyright don't let me. //Hears story about the Interwebz Oh dear... I've seen some of those crossover-dimensions. They're scary places... //Shivers

Ooh! Chocolate! //Gratefully accepts chocolate and starts nomming Yeah, I'm waiting to see the fallout of that guy in the jet waking up the cat. Here, I have some spare binoculars. //Offers binoculars As for the win... Legend says that "He (or she, we gotta stay progressive!) who possesses the golden cube of 'Win', shalt inherit all of the entirety of the Interwebz for as long as the golden cube of 'Win' remains in his or her possession,". I don't know what this 'Interwebz' is, but I'm doing it for the challenge.

I know how basic aircraft work (differences in air pressure on the top and the bottom of a wing makes it go up), but names of planes mean nothing to me. //Sees Red Regent turn arround Going back to the Win? Have fun waking the cat up! //Lands, digs a trench, braces it with sandbags and observes situation with bincoculars

A&E

No! (in the voice of Legion) There can be only one! But seriously, an abundance of Wins will cause Win inflation, making this entire game pointless. That Win-canon is more dangerous than an exploding TARDIS. //See's Red Regent's jet fly overhead Where's he off to now... //Cancels portals and persues jet at a reasonable Mach 1.05

Granted. The next wish of Leeroy Jenkins is incorruptible. I wish for UNIMAGINABLE POWER!!! MUAHAHAHAH―*cough cough* Yeah, power beyond all power would be nice.

Helicopter with more dakka. Perfect.

MORE DAKKA!!! DAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKA...

Hilarity ensues when (I really need a recap about now...)

//Realises he's too far away NO!! It's my Win! //Folds wings of jetpack and enters nosedive //Summons portal gun, placing a portal underneath the Win and one directly below self comeoncomeoncomeonCOMEONCOMEONCOMEONCOMEON!!! //Mach cone starts to turn red as the air starts ionising //Has enough time to think properly Wait, how did InfiniteRemnant get there before us... He must have unimaginable power! And I am about to wake him from his nap!! //Engages airbrakes

So, the Idiot Ball, but in map form?

MORE POWER!!! //Attaches Gauss Canon power supply to jetpack //Air speed meter reads mach 8 How I have not died from the insane forces acting on my body I do not know...

Hey! No fair! //Puts on winged-jetpack //Uses recoil from charged Gauss Canon to launch past taxi That win is mine...

BY THE POWER OF TIM TAYLOR TECHNOLOGY!!! //Charges Gauss canon

//Shoots the WIN block with a gauss canon. Not today.

Meh, I've got a bag with contained emptiness to store just about anything, including a house. But that would not work, 'cause houses are heavy. Who knew.