Croc Carlos, whose name is indeed that, first and last in that order, is part of class A-8, the class of monsters. By that, it’s a class full of animals. I’ve been wanting to write something like this for ages. So it’s not monster girls or boys, it’s just talking animals.

The rest of the school is completely normal, though the headmaster of this high school is employed by the government to keep these animals in secrecy, and also is their teacher, stupid I know. Croc Carlos, or CC as people call him, is best pals with Plover Paula. Which, if you didn’t learn in science class that one time in middle school is in a symbiotic relationship with crocodiles cleaning their teeth.

So since it’s obvious I’ll state it, basically a gag would be is that a chapter would begin very raunchy, with it seeming like CC is about to get unspeakable things to happen to him but in actuality is just forcibly getting his teeth cleaned by Plover Paula. CC is adverse to the idea of this and tries his best to not get his teeth cleaned(read: raped). Basically, the theme of this idea would be ‘The fact that something you take for granted may be critical both emotionally and physically’.

Then there’s the rest of the class. There’s Ant Annie, with heavy claustrophobia leading to her being an outcast from her nest, due to not being able to work with her fellow ants and has a sweet tooth. I’d say there’d be five other classmates excluding the two main characters and Ant Annie. Fuck this is a stupid idea.

Okay fuck this idea, basically, every student’s name is the same letter repeated twice, the animal they are and a random name. Okay? Moving on. Another idea I wanted to explore was ‘The attainment of happiness’. Recently I’ve read up on the philosophies of happiness, or rather the how of being happy. This would work well in some type of dystopian, and for the fuck of it cyberpunk, setting. Where people either try to become content or happy by going out into the streets and working for it or just drugging themselves up and living in a virtual fantasy.

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The main character would first try to gain happiness by Justice. In Plato's philosophy that Morality is the best for the soul of man. But, with a dystopian world Morals and Justice aren’t there. And they’d suffer from withdrawal from not drugging themselves up in a virtual reality box. I enjoy writing main characters with problems psychologically and the like, hence the main character’s addiction to the drug.

I also like deconstructions of genres, but honestly, I don’t think I’d like it here. Since, this story is purely about this theme I described, while it could be possible, it is admittedly out of my range of skill. The next segment would be the main character’s attempt to be happy by loving. By loving they have a sole focus(whether it be one or many) to derive happiness from. Yet, one can also feel sadness, grief, and anger from this type of happiness, making it not the happiness the main character wants. The main character wants a happiness that feels natural to him. Though Justice nor Love fit that category.

To break in slightly to this, I wanted to write something like this because happiness is strange. You can feel lots one moment and then it vanishes leaving nothing. But then there could be happiness that lasts for days. It’s a strange thing and I want to write about someone who could only feel happiness in a world that denied it through drugs but trying to be happy by his own ways even if there was an easy way out. Not a paragon by any means but, in fact, the same as all of the others.

They want to attain happiness as does everyone else. Everyone wants to be content; happy with themselves. And the main character’s no different, it just feels so as we hear their thoughts, read their struggles, read their anguishes and joys. Yet, when you think about it after reading it, wasn’t the main character the same as anyone else?

And I want to see what I want the main character to finally realize happiness is to them. An apocryphal happiness? Something arbitrary, or maybe archetypical. I want to know. Also, dystopia/cyberpunk settings have really fun world building. Like, seriously fun.

And that's the end of this chapter. Done an hour after posting the first. I wonder what you thought of it?