The first description of me in the book:

"But that little story is a mere incidental fact of the matter. The matter is this: Something weird happened tonight. I met a bunch of guys who used to live on that spidermonkey planet. They seemed like good guys, Professional Euroballers as it happens; founding fathers of the game I’m told (apparently the grandfathers of Euroball were captained by Rayners Lane Dave in the antecedent of the game Kickthecan). Pretty good at fighting ninjas too, got me out of a hole. Millenyway, that wasn’t the only weird thing – the Bank of Forgotten Insights, a giant robot called Octavius Dave, ripped itself right out of the ground and is stalking the city as I type. I’m very lucky that my apartment is deep underground, and that I‘ve got plenty of tinned rice-pudding in stock. I don’t really know what the hell is happening. Fortunately, those Prankster guys are coming back for me in the morning, reckon they’ll help me locate Crabtree’s purple sphere, so I can finally get those deals done – I’m running out of credits. All I gotta do is help them find a tiger.

Diary entry paused." - Extract from Fact Reeact's diary.

Listen to Ju Ju Belle by Kingsley Beat

"The unity between the markings of the tree and the textures of the deer becomes a scientific epiphany. A Euraka! moment, as they say." - Edgar Peters

[Reflection on a portrait of a woodland deer, by Steph Art. - It's made of the same stuff! That's the point - it is now down to our talented scientists - meant genuinely - to keep working brilliantly and fastidiously to give a well-done name to this 'stuff'.]