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Adam Philips has a new game! Also, “The Yuyu”.

Adam Philips, an animator whose work I have admired for quite some time, today released the game BrackenSack in early access. The game features characters known as the “dashkin” -- creatures from the mysterious Brackenwood who can travel with astonishing speed.

Many, many years ago, I was first introduced to the character known as Bitey, one such dashkin, in what remains one of my favorite animated shorts of all time, “The Yuyu” -- animated in Flash.

And, really, this post is just an excuse to link to “The Yuyu” -- so here it is:

I hope you enjoy it as much as I have.

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FLASHBack: Week 74 [Bisected-Month Brackenwood] - Bitey of Brackenwood

FLASHBack time once more, and since it's the third Thursday of the month, that means another visit to the forest covered fantasy world of Brackenwood, as envisioned by former Disney animator Adam Philips. Last month we met Bingbong, a kind hearted simpleton who was meant to be the lead character. As I hinted at last time, the Brackenwood series shares a commonality with Homestar Runner in that there was an idiot main character, and a jerkish asshole of a character meant to be the nemesis, and fans nearly unanimously pointed to the latter and said "THIS ONE. Him I like." On 27 March 2004 Adam would post a Flash to his personal site that would introduce a new character, Bitey of Brackenwood; two days later he would upload it to Newgrounds, where it took the trifecta of Daily Feature, Weekly Users' Choice, and Review Crew Pick awards. Later, Bitey of Brackenwood would win runner up in the 2004 TGSNT (The Greatest Story Never Told) Awards, a Flash Animation Professional Industry contest.   Bitey is the last of the Dashkin, a satyr-like race with supernatural speed and agility. Having grown up without parental guidance and the power to outrun the consequences of his actions, he's a bit of a brat and a bully. He was originally to have been named Mortis, but as Philips developed the character, he decided he wanted something simpler while still retaining a touch of the sinister. He settled on "Bitey" a word that he'd used to describe nasty critters since he was a child. (Being from Australia, it was probably a word he had many occasions to use.) Settling on a face was even harder than picking a name — one day he scribbled out a sketch of a face design he didn't like, which gave him the inspiration to just cover Bitey's whole head and face in a layer of fur. Fun fact: Bitey's standing vertical jump is as high as 20 meters — someone sign him up for the NBA.

  When we first meet Bitey, he's hunting down a yellow Easter Marshmallow Peep-looking creature called a fatsack. This particular one was named "Jiblet" by fans on the BiteyCastle forums. At first it looks like poor Jiblet is going to meet a gruesome and toothy end at the jaws of Bitey, but it turns out the dashkin had other plans for it, bouncing it on his head like a soccer ball before smacking it far in the distance with a stick. There are worse fates that can befall a peep to be honest.   It's then that Bitey notices that he's stumbled upon a clearing with a treehouse cottage. A sign near by has the word "Wee" and a drawing of a witch, with an arrow pointng to her cottage. This witch's full name is Lemonee Wee, and like Bitey, she too is the last of her race. The Vicans were humanoids imbued with innate magic such as flight and control of the elements. Her design in this Flash is by Adam's friend and co-worker from when he worked at Disney, David Wilkinson.   Bitey approaches the cottage, the expression on his face a mix of curiosity and annoyance despite Philips only having the outlines of eyes to work with unless the dashkin opens his mouth. However, it works for Spiderman and Deadpool, and so it works for Bitey as well. As he peeks inside, he sees that Lemonee is taking tea with the hairless Mourrg, Auld Sage. In addition to that, a picture on the wall shows him giving the Vican a piggyback ride. Bitey, who has no such close friends, decides to take out his frustrations on one of Lemonee's flowerpots.   As Bitey jumps down and walks away, Wee bursts out, intending to let the Dashkin know that under no circumstances do you mess with her plants. She strafes him with her broom a few times, but he's too fast for her, dodging out of the way each time. She changes tactics, distracting him with her broom and then hitting him with her fliquirish magic, summoning up a wave of water to carry him off.   Bitey's speed is of no use to him as he's bounced and tossed at the top of animated water, and he might still be stuck there, had he not been yanked out by another member of the bigfoot-like Mourrg race, this one having a full pelt unlike Auld Sage. Bitey probably wishes he hadn't been rescued though, as this particular Mourrg is friends with Jiblet, and decides to return the favor for the treatment that the dashkin had given the little yellow fatsack earlier with a running dropkick.   That's all for Brackenwood for now, but the Mid-Month Slot on FLASHBack used to belong to Madness Combat, and there's been a recent development on that front. While there hasn't been a release of any animations to advance the main canon storyline, on 15 May 2020, Krinkels indulged us in a bit of non-canon (and headphone destroying) silliness titled PSA: Piracy, in which Hank and two grunts act out the audio from this student project. Next week, we'll kick it old school with a throwback to the 4-Bit video gaming era.

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The Blackout

http://bitey.com/2004/12/the-blackout/

Narromine, NSW Australia 1983

One night in summer when I was 12 years old, our cousins came to stay at our home. The adults went out for the evening leaving me in charge of the other four kids. There were 5 of us: our two cousins, my sister and me, then my brother (nicknamed Mog) was the youngest at about 7 years of age.

We mostly watched telly and played monopoly as the night passed and later, a storm rolled in. It was no particularly violent storm, but the youngest two were frightened by the thunder, wind and the sound of the house groaning. A little frightened myself, I went through the house turning on every light in every room. The entire time, I was picturing something black following and watching me, hovering just above and behind me as I walked from room to room. With my neck hairs bristling, I ran back the others in the warmly lit living room and as I sat on the floor the power went off. At that very moment, there was a bright flash of lightning by which we all saw each other, wide-eyed and pale-faced. It was a scene from a nightmare, and one of our cousins let out a soft high-pitched cry.

More lightning flashed and thunder cracked louder and louder. Occasionally the room was lit as if the morning sun streamed in, and we all saw each other in our fear. A real fear it was. Not just a childish fear of the storm and the dark, but the awful feeling I had earlier was on us all. We sat talking softly for a long time. The storm eventually calmed and the wind died down, but the house stayed dark.

Although there was still some lightning and distant rumbling, Mog decided that the break in the storm was the perfect opportunity to go to the toilet. None of us would go with him. He was terrified but bravely left the room alone. Within a few minutes we heard the toilet flush and seconds later, his bare feet slapping quickly across the kitchen floor and into the living room. He sat quietly on the carpet with us and I could hear him breathing heavily.

Another hour or so passed and the living room was suddenly lit from outside by the headlights of the family car arriving home. The grownups opened the door and came down the hall and into the kitchen where dad opened a cupboard and took matches and some candles. Soon the house was lit with dim, flickering light that threw dancing shadows up the walls and across the ceilings.

Our cousins left with their parents, my sister went to her own room, and my brother and I went to our room. As we lay in our beds falling asleep, he told me that on his way back from the toilet, there was a flash of lightning that lit up the hallway.

He described to me in great detail what he saw in that flash. The body of a little boy. Dead and propped in a sitting position against the wall.

It was gone when another flash lit up the hall.

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