#cro marmot

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Thought I’d take a stab (no pun intended) at redrawing the classic HTF poster. •3•

[herebecritters]

Origins of a Curse pt 1

Ah the lore then. I’ll try to keep it as short and sweet as I can. I’ll only be covering the first part of this story, 66 million years is a long time!

A rough timeline, still gotta iron it out. For this post I’ll go up to Civilization 1. I’ll tell the rest of the saga later ;3

*clears throat*

LONG LONG AGO…

There was once a modest village in the middle of a forest. It teemed with a variety of small furry critters. They crawled out of their burrows at night in the safety of darkness, as the day was ruled by massive, sometimes violent, reptiles.

There were two siblings who grew up in a small burrow beneath a magnolia tree. They were known as Cro and Dumuzi. The Kimbetopsalis siblings were close. They both shared a desire to no longer live in fear of the day. They did not want to spend their lives hiding in the darkness. However, as they grew older they would ultimately take very different paths towards this future.

Cro began sneaking out during the day to go on adventures out in the open despite the dangers. He wanted to live alongside the other animals of the world rather than in fear of them. He got into lots of trouble, but also made great friends along the way.

Dumuzi on the other hand became a healer in an effort to save her people- she saved many, but still the trouble persisted. She could not save everyone.

Cro, now with a secret day life, spent a lot of his nights sleeping. As he slept, Dumuzi grew a close friendship with two other mammals in their village, Geshtu and Nergal. The three shared one common goal: to end the reign of the dinosaurs and to save their village.

Nergal was a warrior with some sadistic tendencies. Mischievous, petty, and often cruel, he had a passionate disdain for the reptiles who ruled the land. While he was a determined warrior, he was still small. He couldn’t fight the biggest of the beasts, so at nights he enjoyed sneaking into nesting grounds and smashing the eggs. He’d also kill hatchlings and smaller dinosaurs when given the chance.

Geshtu was a religious priest, he claimed to be able to commune with the Moon Deity, Theia. There was a small hidden cavern he’d frequently visit to do so. Stoic and cold, Geshtu was a hard one to get close to, but for what he lacked in charisma he made up for in intelligence.

Not a single one of the three was without a few screws loose, but perhaps that’s what allowed them to go so far with their mission. They met in secret in Geshtus cavern frequently, scheming their ultimate plan.

=> Part two

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HAPPY TREE FRIENDS 🌈🌈🌈

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starting U.F.O.'s invasion spree with thise silly, requested by @perish-lolz

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Cro-marmot

[grilledbugmeat]

Cro marmot needs more love istg ignore flaky for five seconds and look at him

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cuando conocí al scp 250 sobre un esqueleto de dinosaurio viviente y me puse a pendar que pasaria si el se encontrara con otro amigo preistorico.

when i met scp 250 on a living dinosaur skeleton and i started to wonder what would happen if he met another prehistoric friend.

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*Announcer voice*: Also comes in Lemonade Bunny, Strawberry Chipmunk, Grape Beaver, and Sour Apple Squirrel (with popping candy). Other flavors sold separately.

While drawing this, I came across this neat video documenting various characters that were re-created in ice cream form.

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more htf stuff!! yahoo!!!

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these crazy guys

[queam]

"I’m coming over you better not have drawn the entire happy tree friends cast"

My dumbass:

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entire htf cast is now done!! :3

COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!!!

[herebecritters]

Origins of a Curse pt 2

Sorry! It was such a long post I had to split it up into two! Here is the Lore Part Two!

Click here to read Part One if you haven’t yet

One fateful night, Geshtu heard a warning from Theia. An event was coming that would bring great devastation to them all. The three realized they would need to do something drastic to save their people. Geshtu sought out ancient forces deep within the earth and they began experimenting with this newfound dark magic. They discovered that sacrifice and blood could be used to extend life if done right.

They carved stone idols in their respective images and tied their souls to them. When placed in the middle of them, a corpse could be revived after blood was spilt and prepared by Geshtu. They had the oppurtunity to test this further when Demuzi found parts of her brothers mangled body in the aftermath of a tragic mishap he'd had while wandering the badlands- the ritual was a success, and it saved his life. Unfortunately, one sacrifice was only good for one life. To save them all from the great calamity to come, they would need a bigger sacrifice and much, much more blood.

Nergal suggested they summon something to destroy all of their enemies and give them all of the blood that they could ever need. Enough blood to last for centuries, ages even. They reached out deeper into the ether and the three were granted more power through their stone idols. The more suffering they caused, the more blood was spilt to feed the insatiable hunger of their idols. However, there was another price to pay that they did not realize. As they grew closer and closer to godhood, the more of their humanity they lost. Even so, the three had developed a system that worked, and their power only grew stronger. Eventually, Nergal found himself able to summon one of the greatest misfortunes to ever hit the earth- the Chicxulub impactor. They put their plan into action.

The three took their respective idols and hid them in burrows surrounding the area. They spread them out as far as they could to give them a large zone for regenerating their fellow mammals after the devastation. Within the burrows were chambers with a series of channels connecting the three to one another. The night before the impact, the three demigods abandoned their original cavern of operations and settled alongside their respective idols, readying themselves for the ritual to come.

As Chicxilub careened closer to earth, some of the mammalian villagers may have noticed a new star appearing in the night sky, growing ever larger, before one night when it disappeared into the Earth's shadow.

The next morning, there were two suns in the sky. All the mammals were asleep in their burrows...except for one. Unbeknownst to Dumuzi, her brother would be face-to-face with the doom they brought.

The impact did exactly what it was meant to do. Devastation swept over the planet, killing 75% of all life. You are probably familiar with the infamous kpg mass extinction, in which a Mr. Everest sized bolide hit the planet and wiped out the Non-avian Dinosaurs, as well as the pterosaurs and the giant marine reptiles. For the sake of time, here is a little summary of what Cro and his friends got to experience:

The irony is, the devastation that they were warned about initially ended up being the very devastation that they brought. A paradox of sorts.

Regardless, this plan worked. Blood flowed deep into the earth and filled the chambers, forming an underground lake. The land violently broke away and the Isles were formed. From the lake of blood, the three were able to bring back any of the mammals that perished during the impact. There was one they could not find though- Cro had gone missing during the mayhem. Had he perished within the circle Dumuzi would have been able to see him…but he was nowhere to be found. He either died outside of the circle or he was somewhere, still alive. He was lost to them, much to Dumuzis despair.

Little did they know he was frozen within the circle, in glaciers north of the Isles. The tsunamis had swept him up and as the sun was covered by soot and the temperatures dropped, he was frozen in place.

He’d be there for the next 66 million years until the ice around him thawed enough for his ice cube to break away and float onto the shore of Happy Tree Town.

Dumuzi searched everywhere for him, but could not find her brother- the one that she had wanted to protect the most. However, the three demigods had known the risks. It was all for the greater good; the ultimate sacrifice was needed in order to to reach godhood.

The surviving mammals of the impact gathered around their saviors. These were their gods now, and they would all spend the next million years living as immortals thanks to this gift they'd been given. As it would eventually prove, however, even the blood from a mass extinction does not last forever. As the years progressed, the lake of blood grew smaller. They could not sustain it without more sacrifice, and there were no more dinosaurs to kill.

It was decided that they would have to use their own peoples' blood to keep them alive. Now, they'd pay for their immortality with their own suffering. Unfortunately, people become less gracious when they are the sheep for their own sacrifices. This inevitably would not last.

~ To be continued ~

Shout out to my pal @teddy-terrible for listening to my insane rambles and cheering me on! Also for looking over and editing my writing on this. They are one hell of a wordsmith!

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ALL MY HTF DESIGNS :3

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 extras

lineup!

all together!

here is each of the sheet updated with any changes i made after posting separately!

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drawing them as kids is so fun to me because just look that stupid glue-eating faces