happy birthday cocoa
please protect my smile this year
Gochiusa
Dylan Foster
Asher Jones
Happy birthday Cocoa! Shame that the thread died prematurely. I like the fact that the artist drew her interactions with the rest of the cast. I also like the skirt length of her school uniform, but that's a different matter.
Sebastian Clark
I'm surprised that thread died. All the Cocoa husbands must have been having an orgy with Cocoa.
Brandon Allen
HAPPY BIRTHDAY COCOA! (not syaro)
Jack Cooper
Christian Morgan
My wife Chino is so cute
Justin Adams
'The rabbit,' said Chiya, still addressing her invisible manzai audience, 'although a rodent, is carnivorous. You are aware of that. You will have heard of the things that happen in the poor quarters of this town. In some streets an onee-san dare not leave her imouto alone in the house, even for five minutes. The rabbits are certain to attack her. Within quite a small time they will strip her to the bones. They also attack sick or dying people. They show astonishing intelligence in knowing when a human being is helpless.'
Chiya picked up the cage, and, as she did so, pressed something in it. There was a sharp click. Sxarp made a frantic effort to tear herself loose from the chair. It was hopeless; every part of her, even her head, was held immovably. Chiya moved the cage nearer. It was less than a metre from Sxarp's face.
'It was a common punishment in Edo period Japan.' said Chiya as didactically as ever.
The mask was closing on her face. The wire brushed her cheek. And then — no, it was not relief, only hope, a tiny fragment of hope. Too late, perhaps too late. But she had suddenly understood that in the whole world there was just one person to whom she could transfer her punishment — one body that she could thrust between herself and the rabbits. And she was shouting frantically, over and over. 'Do it to Rize-senpai! Do it to Rize-senpai! Not me! Rize! I don't care what you do to her. Tear her face off, strip her to the bones. Not me! Rize-senpai! Not me!'
There was still the cold touch of wire against her cheek. But through the darkness that enveloped her she heard another metallic click, and knew that the cage door had clicked shut and not open.
Lucas Sullivan
Thread died on American hours so I vote to kick all the burgers and tacos from the International Cocoa Organization.
Noah Robinson
KORE GA WATASHI?
Aaron Parker