#Ultrakill railcannon

[cherry-dr0p]

Ultratober 2024

[ CW: Eyestrain ]

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Day 5 - Railcannon 💥⛈️

Credits for prompt sheet goes to @ nihilean !!

Back with another one of these! Sorry I never made yesterday's, didn't have much motivation or energy to draw </3 but Im back with another today! This time I wanted to experiment a little! I had never done a silhouette like this before so I wanted to give it a go! I like how it turned out .w.

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Less eyestrainy versions :3

My WIPS

Prompt sheet for Ultratober

Today's was fun! Im excited for tomorrow's if I have the time for it :3

Goodbye for now!

[fierylionmane]

DAY 5 // RAILCANNON

The railcannon gleamed like the hope of man.

The machine saw it as glory.

ULTRATOBER 2024 SUBMISSION!

(this one was rushed I'm sorry)

[lyss-butterscotch]

V1 finds a weird looking dog in hell

[oxygen-stealer]

Grab the bull by the horns

[cycloneslash]

MY SCREWDRIVER IS THE RAILCANNON THAT WILL PIERCE THE HEAVENS

[overcastedsays]

ULTRATOBER // FOURTH - Lust

no text version ^

props to you if you recognize the skeletons

[keideez]

winged weapon

Happy late 4th anniversary ultrakill!

[shrimpnamedshrimp]

hey kid, wanna see your healthbar drop drastically?

[juice-enjoyer]

oh thank god a guttertank instakill has been found. it involves freezing their rockets and riding it back to them. the bonus is +ROUND TRIP.

[salt216000]

ULTRATOBER // RAILCANNON

Content Warnings: Sexual undertones and allusions; nothing actually happens. Gabriel is blasted by a railcannon, but the injury isn't really described intensely. AO3 Link! Original Prompt List Link!

V1 finds Gabriel's reaction to sparring rather interesting.

Each reaction on both sides is practised to perfection -- one over an uncountable amount of years, incomprehensible on a human timescale, honed like the fine edge of a blade. The other programmed to learn and recall within milliseconds, adaptive to any scenario it finds itself in.

They are both finely tuned killing machines. Gabriel would never refer to himself as that, though.

V1 doesn't really understand what he gets out of these fights. He does not refuel the same way it does. It feels the ecstasy of life, of fuel flooding through its artificial veins, it was made for bloodshed. 

Gabriel?

In a miniscule moment of reprieve, V1's optic scans over him. What was he made for? The lens draws towards his wings. Made to fly? To look nice? Why? 

He dashes towards them with a twirl of his sword-- Splendor. It knows that. 

It dodges to the side without a second thought, immediately aiming its shotgun at his midsection and pulling the trigger. A groan is torn from him.

Audio analysis: pain? Sadness? Wrong. Frustration? Yes?

Pleasure?

Pride is, of course, the reason he continues to fight when challenged. It tosses two coins into the air, charging a piercing shot that ricochets them off of each other and into the charging angel. He loses control.

V1 watches. Too late to move before Gabriel slams into it. The two tumble, and there's the wretched scraping of metal and skin against the ground. He grabs at its chestpiece; it grabs at his wings.

It ends up on top of him with its railcannon pressed to his chest.

It does not understand why he stops fighting, instead staring up at it, with pink edging into his wingtips.

But it can learn. That is what its processes were made to do.

The tip of the railcannon is dragged from Gabriel's chest to his neck, V1 tilts his chest up with it, though it does not try to remove his helmet. It knows that he would not react well to that, and admittedly it doesn't want to lose this opportunity to experiment. The vibrations thrum through his body hard enough that V1 can feel them reverberating back into its own metal, almost like the regal acoustics of a church.

His legs wrap closer around it, holding it in place. V1 shifts the railcannon once more, dragging it further down until eventually, the coil comes to rest against the angel's stomach. Right in the centre between his golden markings.

"Machine..."

It does not understand what he gets out of this. It knows what the reaction is, but it does not understand why this is what sparks it. Still, V1's optic scans over him, taking in each and every reaction. Be it interest, curiosity, it does not quite know itself.

Tilting its head to the side, it ponders. Then it pulls the trigger.

He screams as electricity tears through his body. Blood covers them both in an instant, and V1 lets out a vrrr of delight that coincides with desperate hands shooting up to grab at its chassis and pull it down. Gabriel's grip rivals that of a vice as he convulses, writhing in what should be agony.

The railcannon is abandoned to the side and V1's hands drift over the wound, only drawing more noises from Gabriel.

...Perhaps it should experiment a little more with this.

[oddlyzephyrous]

94 fucking restarts to drop gabriel in a pit. on standard.

i am god's weakest fucking soldier. a worm of a gamer. but it is done

[gabe-lovebot]

his AI is a single-celled organism

[echoingastrumadnothers]

if you put every iterator here into a fight pit who do you think would win

this little group of robots isnt very violent. two of them refuse to hurt others and one only kills when needed

[caimeoz-art]

MAYBE IF I TRY A LITTLE HARDER, IT WILL BE OKAY ONE DAY

KEEP ON EATING MORE, AND MORE

DIVIDE MY LIFE AWAY INTO SERVINGS

AND GO BEYOND THE POINT OF NO RETURN

Transparents of the images of G0S-PEL under readmore

[overcastedsays]

ULTRATOBER // FIFTH - Railcannon

you guessed it, no text version

[peridots-pixiwolf]

[Start ID. An ULTRAKILL screenshot of the end of level P-1: Soul Survivor, on standard difficulty. The screen displays that OP took 3 minutes and 5.18 seconds to complete it, got the required two kills, and ended with 9648 style points, not dying a single time. In other words, it's a perfect P-rank. End ID]

easy boss