#Ultrakill Sentry

[cheesygubbin]

collection of rough sentry drawings ^_^ (still learning to draw it, so if there's any inaccuracies then that's why!)

[snowyllama-art]

it's so silly when it's not sniping you from across the room

[terribledailysentry]

Drew some sentries on a Magma, still trying to flush out a cannon version, a shitty version, and my personal take on them. Starting sometime soon!

[moon-drop-grape]

so after playing a bunch of ultrakill i went "hmm, robt" and now my hand hurts

i don't have a name for this fucking Thing but i'm imagining it's essentially the sentry enemy but as a supreme machine and that it used to have the whiplash arm before V2 stole it

[zelyks]

First shot at pixel art, it’s pretty bad and unreadable but it’s a start (sentry from Ultrakill)

[meloethelavendeer]

This is an official render of the sentry. I love ultrakill.

[alic0rez]

Sentry time

[prismsoup]

Machine that naturally bonds with other machines except when it doesn't

Why use your own weapon and deplete your fuel tank when you can just take someone else's weapon ? (Not that he was using his flamethrower properly in the first place, as he'd rather hit foes directly in the face with it instead of burning them for some obscure reason)

[helloyesamwoman]

The Machines of Hell

As the carnage settled from V1's rampage through the upper levels. The facility grew to a silence as all began to slowly, but surely, shut down. Gears churned to a stop, blood dried up and the last remaining bots struggled to their knees before inevitably accepting their fate. Though through the silence, the shrill screams of bots could be heard echoing down the halls as bots fought for their last scraps to survive while they could. But it was all for naught, as soon even those fighting for the blood gave up as they knew it would serve no difference to their inevitable end. With what little power these scrappers had every one of them found a spot to sit down and leave in a more peaceful manner, better than most of their comrades. Few even banded together in their last moments to harmonise. Some sung, some hummed, some even clanked to the beat. But all the same, every bot throughout the dilapidated halls created their last noises of song. One by one the machines started to grind to halts, powering down to get their eternal rest. And then silence rang out once more. Only three bots remained conscious longer than the others. A Swordsmachine, the fiercest and most feared of the machines in the factory, now had become one of the calmest and peaceful of them all in it's final moments, even offering comfort to the other two it remained with. A Streetcleaner, the most persistent and destructive of robots was reduced to nothing but a hopeless shell of it's former self, for as much hope as a robot had atleast. And finally a lone Sentry, curling up into comfortable position in the same was as it had sat down to eradicate many as it had before, except only this time it was accepting it's defeat to it's superiors. Three very different machines, now all sat down in the same place with the same gnawing feeling of death looming over them all. All of them were distant from eachother, scared that they'd try the same thing as some of their brethren to leave the mines alive. But nothing. Only silence followed all of their thoughts. Minutes passed before the Swordsmachine decided to try and initiate some form of communication. Being the only one of them able to speak, although limited, tried it's best to get across a message of peacefulness to the others. Showing signs of wanting to comfort these two in their last moments. "DAISY. DAISY. GIVE ME YOUR ANSWER DO." It was a simple phrase, almost sung in a way. Of course every other Swordsmachine did the same as this one but there was something special in the way it was done. It wasn't flat nor out of tune, it was perfected harmonies, as if this specific machine had been practicing with it's synthesiser for a long time. This rang out to the other two who took immediate notice. A pause drew out between them before the Streetcleaner hummed along. It was slow but the rhythm was there. And soon after the Sentry joined in, using it's different mechanisms to quickly take the form of a melody. It didn't take long for the Swordsmachine to join back with them both and soon they had a full song going. Swordsmachine with his perfected vocals, Streetcleaner with her melodic hums and the Sentry with it's instrumental track. All the three of them knew that their fate would come sooner using all of this energy. But they didn't mind. For all three of the machines had accepted this through this small but touching bond they all had. For once in these robots lives had they finally felt something only thought to be had by humans or angels. As the creatures slowly started to shut down, they all had one emotion coursing through their steel wire. A sense of happiness.

[da-franky]

Huevember 13 and 14

Hello Kitty Sentry and a Machine OC

[robug-lyon]

Sometimes you see different machines in the depths, some being variants of another machine like this one! This Machine appears to be based around the sentry but a lot bigger looking ontop of being twin machine guns instead of an anti-material rifle ontop of carrying additional ammunition and sporting thicker plating and shock absorbent material.

[varmsj]

MORE ULTRATOBER!!

[hrokkall]

ULTRATOBER DAY 19 /// SENTRY

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EDIT: Good ending addendum by request of the ultrabrainrot server

[bloodfueledmachine]

day 19

[atlasmaycry]

ULTRATOBER DAY 19 - SENTRY

you can sorta see where i gave up after spending like 40 mins rendering a leg (i hate rendering! i need to remember to keep it simple) but im getting used to krita lol :3

[thespacekats]

ultratober day 19

my brain is mush rn, ya boy is not feeling well