Unreone - We Smiling Our Friends

Yall have seen my 2017 artstyle, now here's

2019 edition

Happy Tree Friends

Somber Wood Foes/Fiends

Personalities and motivations inverted

▪︎ Somber is the coolest antonym I found for Happy, Wood is a darker alternative for Tree, and Foes is the opposite of friends

EXTRACTED DESCRIPTION: Cub is finally a teenager but he still dies because of his father's negligence and clumsiness. He is really tired of the cycle and he desires to be in an opposite world where Pop would actually make constant efforts taking care of him. After an encounter with his opposite counterpart at the well, the two switches places to live the lives they think they wanted.

▪︎ Lye (Wolf in Sheep's Clothing) and Byte (Cheetah with headphones) are like Cub's classmates. They knew how Buc and Cub switch places so they'll do their best to try to make it nothing's out of the ordinary-

▪︎ This is the chapter's cover of Somber Wood Foes/Opposite AU that~~I never have the chance to write~~ I really adore :DDD

It features Cub, Frankly and Wifty

I called the white featureless creatures "Bases" because I haven't known the word "Generic Tree Friend" yet-

The Respectably Refined Readily Righteous Raccoon Rangers are the main helpers for Cub to adapt to the world.

▪︎ The ones with Crystal in it are really cool, her role is to like guide Cub around. First image is of Cub getting introduced to Inversed! Cuddles, Giggles and Toothy. Second image is Cub telling Wifty about Crystal. He's unsure of her existence since he is the only one who have seen her so far.

▪︎ I forgot how this chapter supposed to go but I rembe about Cub trying to survive the "executioners"

Featuring:

Flippy > Fiasco

(Fiasco is a bloodthirsty executioner whose goal is to have the most kills each day. He is quick, ruthless, and loves the creativity in his kills. He avoids places containing wholesome stuffs since he will flip into his little alter, Freaky.)

Russell the Pirate > Rascal the Bandit

(loves gold, hoards gold, will kill for anything that looks like gold)

Flaky > Ruby

(she doesn't have flakes, fearless, adrenaline junkie, uses her quills as weapons when needed, loves to compete on having the most kills for the day)

▪︎ These are AMINO art requests of the Inversed critters yeeee

GORETOBER 2023

Day 11 & 12: Bloodbath and Possession

CONTAINS -> DISTURBING IMAGERY, WEIRD LIMB ANGLES, BLOOD

Pop stood beneath the ceiling, eyes riveted to the macabre sight above him. The ceiling was covered in blood... blood spilled during the thing's latest feast. Frozen in fear, his heart pounds loudly in his chest as he witnessed his son's new form. The once sweet, innocent Cub has been taken over by something beyond his comprehension of evil. Cold sweat break down his neck, making Pop shiver uncontrollably. He only have himself to blame for this.

He held the shovel closer to him, trying to find some comfort in its sturdy form, but his mind was racing with images of what his son had become. He watches helplessly as his sweet baby is twisted into a monstrous shape, the tentacles squirming like snakes. Its razor-sharp teeth rattles - craving; there's that insatiable hunger to it that makes Pop's own teeth grind in fear. He wants to run, to scream, to do something, but his body remains paralyzed.

"Son?" Pop asked, his voice cracking with both fear and sadness. He couldn't bear the thought of his own flesh and blood turning into such a monstrous creature.

Cub turned its head towards Pop, and Pop felt his blood run cold as he saw his son's face. The tentacles spreading out from Cub's neck moved erratically. Pop felt a wave of nausea wash over him. Slowly, the thing that painfully settled in his son's body spoke in a deep, grotesque voice.

"THIS VESSEL IS LIMITING FATHER, I REQUIRE MORE SUSTENANCE"

the 'Cub' snarls, its words filled with an otherworldly hunger.

Pop can only back away in horror as the possessed Cub rises to its feet on the ceiling, its body contorting in unnatural ways. He doesn't know what to do or where to go now. As the thing starts to charge forward, he prays for this nightmare to en-

when u both have memory prablems 

Took a break from shading goreytobery arts (ive spent 11 hours on a single piece now hello!?!?!??!) and doodled this foken thing

As i draw my Sniffles art, i keep getting distracted by this thought and now that it's outta my head i can finmally focus fr ahahahahgscewuwkow

GORETOBER 2023

Day 10: Vomit

CONTAINS -> BRIGHT COLORS, EMETOPHOBIA, EXPOSED FLESH

Splendid lays on the ground, his body wracked with nausea and pain. The blue squirrel's body shuddered with each wrenching heave, his eyes closed tight as tears spilled down his cheek. His once-proud blue fur was now tarnished with his own vomit. He looked up at Splendont, trying to find some glimmer of humanity in the villain's eyes, but all he saw was hatred and disgust.

Splendont looked down at Splendid, his expression clearly indicating his disappointment in what he had become. "How mighty the hero have fallen..."

Splendid tried to speak, but the only sound that came from his lips was a weak, wheezing cough. Splendont's expression softened slightly, and he knelt down beside Splendid to listen to what he had to say. "How?" Splendid managed to croak out.

Splendont stood up, a self-satisfied expression on his face. "I did your job and handled those raccoon brothers," he said with a smirk. "Must say my apologies for I did get overboard with them."

Splendid's heart sank at Splendont's words. The twins had paid the price for his failure. He felt a wave of guilt wash over him, along with the pain from the torture he had endured at Splendont's hands. And yet he couldn't even grieve properly with his weakened state. His fur peeling off with second passing. The burning pain of his injuries is just too much to take.

"Foolish of them to think I'll spare their breaths for giving up the info about your weakness," Splendont spat out, his tone dripping with malice. "And to think it was just this green rock."

He held up the Kryptonut close, a small green rock surrounded by that sickly green glow. Splendid couldn't even respond, his heart pounding with fear and dread. Seeing this further Splendont's repulsed expression.

"Seriously, you disgust me," Splendont hissed, his eyes narrowing into slits. "You don't deserve to be the original."

Splendid lay in a puddle of his own vomit, his tears of anguish mixing with the acidic liquid. He looked up at Splendont, his eyes pleading for mercy he knew would never come. He felt the tears streaming down his face, mixing with the vomit that covered him. Splendid tried to speak, but he couldn't find the strength to form a single word. He could only watch as Splendont grabbed a chunk of his hair, his red eyes blazing with fury and hatred.

"Remember this day, Splendid," Splendont loomed over him, his face etched with disgust and disappointment, "For the world will acknowledge me."