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Spidey is actually an android sent by the Jovian High Command to infiltrate human society and gather intelligence for a possible invasion. Fortunately for the human race, his programming was overwritten en-route by an early broadcast of "Some Mothers Do 'Ave 'Em", leaving him unable to visit a house without accidentally blocking the toilet hence causing the gathered intelligence to leak from his left ear, Betty. Spidey's favourite colour is Ale and his shoe size is 3.1415927 ohms. His efforts to subvert humanity continue regardless, Jessica.
Found living wild in the depths of Brighstone forest, having been reared by "humans", was thankfully rescued and rehabilitated by her alien friends. Taught how to speak, she can now grunt and growl with the best of them. But WATCH OUT! If she sees a feather fan or hears the word "sisters", she's liable to revert to her former self and BITE BACK!
Apart from that she's quite normal... for a Bloodstoner!
Menna used to be a quiet, shy, cardigan sensible girl next door, but after the Billy and the rake incident she now has an obsession with corsetry, Doc Martins, black, red, a big stick and furious dancing. oh, and beer.
Be afraid. Be very afraid if you see this man coming towards you as he is after your money. Coming from the mines up North he is able to get blood out of stones, hence the red bowler hat. He will be seen with the collecting tankard and his stick generously accepting the money so freely given by the assembled onlookers. He will also take money from anyone anywhere not so freely given to give to the good local causes that Bloodstone support.
Although she grew up wandering the Cotswold hills and valleys, Charlotte enjoys the north west, with visits to the border. She is normally unassuming, polite and mild mannered. However, when the bloodstone river runs red, a haze descends and the black moth raises its less than pretty head.
Lost in the woods as a baby, Faerie Shell was brought up by woodland faeries right up until she was too big to fit in the tree that they frequented. Thus she was cast out to live under the stars and to this day does not like roughing it. Her first language was Impish but she managed to grasp a basic understanding of English from litter that blew into the wood, which helps her now with her singing, Creative Writing and care of the Terrier who is her partner in all things!
Abandoned by his birth parents and brought up by a pack of wild border terriers the Terrier has only a basic grasp of the English language and normal human conventions. Still to be properly house trained he has recently learnt to dance with a great deal of help from the Bloodstone family and Faerie Shell who now looks after him and is doing well integrating him into normal society!
Tigger was born and bred amongst the snow-capped mountains of Switzerland but found the petit-bourgeois small town life too staid for his liking. With a few mighty bounds he escaped and washed-up on the shores of the Isle of Wight – home ever since. For many years he hid his true nature behind a pretence of sober seriousness until lured into the mayhem and fun that is Bestival, where he chanced upon the Bloodstone family. Rescued at last from the drab life of a petty official, he has re-awakened his natural energy and wildness – beware the right arm swing!
A solitary fellow with an uncanny resemblance to the Artful Dodger, found asleep between the warmth of two steam engine boilers. He lived on the railway tracks, surviving on scraps left by passengers travelling on the railway. His passion is cooking, especially when it is on the embers left in the fireboxes of the engines. He has a fascination for timepieces, so if you see him out, ♫ consider yourself ♫ ... warned or you may find you will be left with no time on your hands!
Sally, or "Sprout" to her comrades, is a mysterious creature who can conjure up sprouts at the drop of a top hat when the moon is bright and full. At other times of the lunar month Sprout can be seen prancing about Havenstreet as a reindeer called Vomit, but that's a story for another time...
Kate's reluctance isn't quite as it may seem. Although tone-deaf, she has long harboured dreams of playing drums in a rock band. Her impeccable timing is a thing of wonder and natural talent for her chosen instrument... which, although she'd never admit it, she enjoys very much; even at the expense of her other passion, of knitting!