Board Thread:Movies, Crossovers, and Collaborations/@comment-5486221-20160714133300/@comment-4897796-20160726183045

'''Note: Responding to the suggestion of Thax, here comes a Meet the Singularity exclusive clip that is not in the movie. Enjoy.'''

Meet the Ultra Singularity
'This feature has been rated PG-13 for the following: Fantasy/Science Fiction Violence, Unsettling Images, Mild Language.''

[A panoramic view of the Wikilands is shown. The camera turns around and focuses on a particular area. A land of metal, named Ultratopia. There floats a huge, majestic city, the Ultra Citadel, full of technological advancement. Ultra Sentries roam the skies, defending the realm. Welcome...to the Ultra Singularity.]

[The camera zooms in, showing two teens, clad in bulky iron armor and helmets with red glowing visors with a horn at the top, practicing by using red-bladed lightsabers. The one to the right attempts to swing his lightsaber at his opponent's shoulder, but the latter ducks and neatly slices the torso piece of the other's armor. He stumbles back and slides his visor up, revealing tuffs of green hair.]

[Green Haired Teen]: Not bad, Sixef.

[Sixef]: Thanks, Steve. By the way, did you know that a lightsaber consists of-

[Steve]: Sixef, what have I told you about going in too much detail, risking becoming redundant?

[Sixef]: I'm sorry. It is an old habit of mine. It actually started when-

[He stares at Steve, who gives him a stern look.]

[Sixef, sighing]: Shall we go for another round?

[Steve, sliding his visor down]: Gladly. You know, I let you win on the last round.

[Sixef]: If you say so.

[As Sixef and Steve continue their duel, we move on to the sky, where among the sentrie stands another teen clad in armor, made out of stainless steel. It has a red color scheme, with red gauntlets and boots, along with a crimson cape.]

[Steel-Clad Teen]: Test. Alright...jet boots strong enough to let me hover in the air...heads up display working as intended...

[A sentry approaches him.]

[Ultra Sentry]: How may I assist you, Super Commander Ren?

[Ren]: Ever heard of the term "target practice"?

[Ultra Sentry]: I am well aware of that term. Shall I be this "target"?

[Ren]: I would be grateful.

[Ultra Sentry]: Gratitude acknowledged.

[The sentry uses the repulsors equipped on its palms to gain distance between itself and Ren. The latter's visor emits an intense crimson energy, as he blasts the sentry with a powerful beam, leaving a huge gaping hole. The camera zooms towards the sentry, where pieces of metal emerge from sides of the hole and connect with each other, sealing it.]

[Ultra Sentry]: Impeccable aiming, Commander. Perhaps you would like to practice with a moving target?

[Ren]: Let's do it.

[The camera turns around, going deep inside the citadel, in a laboratory. Unfinished Ultra Sentry chassis, along with lightsaber prototypes, hang on the walls. A Teen, with messy unkempt hair, is shown tinkering with the head of an Ultra Sentry, as two men, both with tanned skin, enter the room. One of them wears a yellow shirt, while the other has an afro hair style.]

[Yellow-Shirt Teen]: Hey, Thax! I hope you're working on fixing my lightsaber. I can't believe a lost a duel to Creeper over here.

[Creeper]: Hey! You lost, fair and square!

[Thax]: Curtis, please calm down. I will "upgrade" your lightsaber when I have time.

[Creeper moves towards the working bench and grabs a sharp, antenna-like piece.]

[Thax]: Please, Creeper, don't touch that. Remember what happened last time?

[Creeper]: I apologized to you a million times!

[Curtis]: So, my lightsaber. When will it be ready?

[Thax]: I've already told you. In the meantime, you could spend time honing your skills.

[Curtis, slightly twitching]: Are you implying that-

[Thax]: I am implying nothing. Merely friendly advice. Now, if you'll excuse me, I am working on a new type of Ultra Sentry and I seek to impress out great leader.

[The camera turns around and moves to the higher floors, showing Ultra's room. He is standing in the balcony, overseeing everything in Ultratopia.]

[Ultra]: All is well.

[As he says that, a man with blond spiky hair, equipped in iron armor, storms in the room.]

[Ultra]: Ahmad, I have been expecting you. What news from the Wikilands?

[Ahmad]: The Confederation of Scidra seem to be about to engage the Edgelords, Great Ultra.

[Ultra, smirking]: Excellent. While their ranks grow thinner, ours grow. Soon, we will be able to overpower both factions, and the Wikilands will be ruled under one faction. Mine.

[Ahmad]: And what of the Admins?

[Ultra]: They chose to abandon us in our time of need. If it weren't for the Exodus, many would have perished. But the worthy survived. It's survival of the fittest, really.

[Ahmad]: Well said, Great Ultra.

[Ultra]: Anything else to report?

[Ahmad]: That is all. Long Live the Ultra Singularity.

[Ultra]: It's like I always say: "With superior power, comes superior reward!"

[Ultra starts laughing, as the camera zooms out of the Citadel and eventually Ultratopia, his laughter still echoing throughout the land.]

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