Professor Leo Squid
The teacher began with his elementary class, beginning their lessons on history and social sciences. He raises all of his tentacles to emphasize the creepiness of the word, two tentacles grabbing chalk behind him, writing the word in big bold letters.
"As defined in the dictionary and I quote "Monster, derives from the Latin monstrum, itself derived ultimately from the verb moneo ("to remind, warn, instruct, or foretell"), and denotes anything "strange or singular, contrary to the usual course of nature, by which the gods give notice of evil," "a strange, unnatural, hideous person, animal, or thing," or any "monstrous or unusual thing, circumstance, or adventure." The confidence and skill at speaking and writing at the same time while flapping his dozen or so tentacles in the air was nothing short of memorizing.
"Throughout human history it has been your forefathers and fore-bearers that have influenced cultures throughout the entire world. To us, Monster stands for the truly unique. The strange and wonderful. The odd and creepy. Monsters are the mandatory chaos that is thrown in a perfect natural system. You children are that legacy. You defy reality and biology as science understands it. You break barriers and norms, inspire, and bring about that sense of fear that stirs the hearts.""Children! What I'm tell you is that without Monsters, the planet earth would be SUPER BORING!" He actually opened his mouth for that last part emphasizing just how passionate and grateful he was to be where he is. He expected it to be a joke but he only managed a few chuckles, but that might be mostly cause the Professor was acting so weird. He was as cuddly as an octopus on too much sugar
"Open your text books to page 394. We're going to learn about recent history. The finding of Foxbridge."
[Mentions - Riley]
@Fabricant451It was another beautiful morning in Foxbridge, Planet Earth. After communing with his patron for the mandatory 131 minutes and then dreaming another universe into existence before waking up and bringing his creations cataclysmic destruction in the blink of an eye, Leo woke up on the hour. It was the perfect time. He can slither his way through the house and take his time, preparing breakfast, coffee, check up on some emails, read reddit, watch MuuTube, and prepare lunch for himself and his daughter Riley. Despite his best efforts to try to get her to follow a strict schedule, 8 hours of sleep, food same time everyday, he gave up on that plan. Her human biology was just so antagonistic to the concept of order that she tended to stay up late and sleep late doing her little bits of distraction.
"Teenage rebellion." He said to himself, before sipping his cup.
"Isn't she twenty two?" A paradox.
At any case, on weekdays Leo would leave before his daughter got up to start her work day. He had a lesson at the elementary school for the diurnal students that rose with the son, but then a free period to visit Riley at his new hangout (he went to the little cafe alot, but since Riley started working there, its been almost an everyday thing). The school year was always tough for him, he had classes throughout the day and night, at all the schools. He didn't mind, teaching the next generation of eager brains was an honor and an absolute delight. The only sad part was less time with his little girl.
Still, he did his usual bits of fatherly duty. She'd have coffee, juice, toast, some scrambled eggs waiting for her along with a little brown bag containing some cut vegetables, dipping dressing, panino wrapped cheese, and one of those cupcakes she likes to snack on. Of course this was all topped with a little note.
Morning Pumpkin <3
Have a great day! But don't be late.
Also remember what I said, curl your fingers in when you cut
we're running out of bandaids. I'll pick some up :)
Wuv woo sweetie
This was all accented with a little cartoon squid with a '^^' eyes on it and a bunch of hearts. She hated all that mushy stuff and that's what made it so funny to him.
Free period. He would get to the cafe just before it opened. He giggled to himself as his tentacles scurried across the sidewalk and streets leaving a slime trail that somehow cleaned and polished whatever he walked on if making it slightly slippery for a few minutes, much to the chagrin of a few pedestrians who slipped on it a few times in the past. Thankfully it was still early enough that the morning rush wasn't in full swing quite yet. He went through his rounds, greeting, getting to know everyone on his path. He was definitely a positive influence on the community. That odd squid man that liked to say hi and talk about stuff he saw on the internet, no matter how mundane or bizarre.
"Morning Mrs. Korderoy." A cute werewolf grocer was setting up her display.
"Did you know a black hole will hit the earth in another 1.1 billion years? Better enjoy the beach while you have it." He yucked. The werewolf just smiled confused.
He went to the corner and made the turn, the quaint little shop coming into view. And like clockwork there was already a line forming. That silly robot, and someone with their hood up. Odd to see primarily human shapes in Foxbridge but she probably was hiding her features. Punk was all the rage with the kids.
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@DocRock@ScreenAcne"Good morning, good morning." Said the odd octopus creature two of his tentacles waving in the air like snake toys. He could never just sit and wait in silence.
"4000, you're breaking my hearts standing outside every morning. You need more hobbies." The creature coo'd and yucked to himself. Robots and AI were still something he didn't quite get yet.
"I hope they made those little lemon squares today." He could already tell he beat Riley to work. He hoped that sleepy head wasn't going to be late.
