Answer:
I can be cracked made told and played.
You are my brother, but I am not your brother. Who am I?
*forward* *backwards*is what I do all day. I come in all different shapes and sizes. I can be scary and I can calm you down.
I stand in one place yet I fill a whole room. I can be filled with molten rock and come in every hue.
I welcome the day with a show of light. I steathily came here in the night. I bathe the earthy stuff at dawn but by noon, I'm gone. What am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?