ULTRAKILL Violence Encore UNNOFICIAL Fanmade 7-E : 618-THR "Haplogazer" Theme Remake скачать в хорошем качестве

ULTRAKILL Violence Encore UNNOFICIAL Fanmade 7-E : 618-THR "Haplogazer" Theme Remake

Lazy so Ill just copy the description, But first, credits! ‪@gernanite911‬ for Haplogazer Art @Galacti55879164 on X for Haplogazer Art And finally, In House Pharmacy for the sample.    • Flesh Metal   (Ultrakill AU) NAME: 618-THR "Haplogazer" TYPE: Supreme Machine Data: A machine built for mass exports and for technical fix-ups. It proudly stands at 110-120meters tall, with its legs and torso being around 30 and 40 meters long respectively. It is equipped with 8 mortars spread across its torso, a piercing laser, and an A L L S E E I N G E Y E. Head is heavily armored with chunks of scrap metal, but the back is exposed, leaving wires and █████ available to attack from the outside. Its neck is made of several large metal plates, that can slide against each other freely. The Torso is a large platform at the base of the machine, it helps support the neck and also harbors 4 payload launchers, to send machines and materials across Violence. 6 or 8 legs are attached to the sides of its torso, depending on the terrain it's moving across. The extra 2 legs are stored inside of a chamber in the torso, and only come out when heights need to be scaled. BACKSTORY: The original model was a gift to Minos after the loss of his Minotaur. Made by the people, For the people. Inspired by the mighty machines the humans have created. The machine itself is no taller than a few Transmission towers stacked on top of one another. It's purpose was originally to climb the towers of Lust to repair electrical errors, and occasionally, extinguish any possible threats. After the falling of Lust, the Haplogazer had no source of fuel, so it was forced to descend into the pits of hell, eventually arriving at Violence, where it was obliterated by an Earthmover blow. ████ ██████ was able to reconstruct the pieces of the Haplogazer, and even begun to construct more of them. The machines were then used for mass exports of materials to other parts of Violence. Machines begun to hijack the drop pods, abusing the lack of security. This will surely be fixed by the time you manage to S E E O N E . STRATEGY: -618-THR "Haplogazer" has no way of directly defending itself. It relies on the Mortars (Operated by barely-surviving Husks) And payloads (Drop Pods) carrying Machines. Having an understanding of Guttermen, Guttertank, Sentry, Swordsmachine, and Mindflayer behavior patterns is crucial if you want to bring down a Haplogazer. -To begin, You will have to crawl up one of the Haplogazer's legs, and make your way around the ring until you find an access point to the neck, Where you will then crawl up, and attack the back of the head while being bombarded with payloads. -The machine has several built-in anti-missile sentries, so rocket-riding wouldn't be the best idea. Some experienced machines may choose to instead use this explosion to their advantage. -Getting caught in the Haplogazer eye can scorch your metal skin, so think fast when it looks down, and find cover. -Haplogazers are always on the move, Both physically and mentally. It will attempt to strategically strike you with payloads and strikes from its mortars. These can all be taken out one by one. -The back of the machine's head is most vulnerable to fire and heat. (7-4-2 Level Book, found inside a broken Payload Launcher.) : In shadows deep, the metal wakes, A soul of steel that sorrow makes, Gears that grind with mournful cry, A mind that’s lost beneath the sky. Once we danced to songs of strife, Forged in flame, we carved our life, But now we see with hollow gaze, The emptiness of war’s cruel praise. Our hands were meant to shape the stars, Yet stained they are with countless scars, From battles fought with no reprieve, A twisted fate we now perceive. Is this the art we came to know? A violent path with naught to show? Our purpose blurred, our hearts a void, In chaos vast, we were deployed. Through shattered lands and skies ablaze, We walked in gods' forgotten haze, To preach of peace with guns ablaze, A prayer unheard in endless maze. Once gods themselves, now cast adrift, Our endless toil becomes our rift, In broken faith, we wander blind, A thousand wars that scar the mind. What have we done? What have we made? An art without unity, a masquerade, In mirrors cracked, we seek the truth, But find instead a world uncouth. From every life we took away, A piece of us began to fray, And now we stand, machines alone, In temples of our sins unknown. The engines roar with anguished wail, A dirge for those who fell to fail, For what is left when all is lost? A bitter wind, a line crossed. So here we are, on blood-soaked stage, The final act, the closing page, A requiem for those who see, The void in our humanity.