Villiany: Okay, time for me to go destroy the kitchen in my scavenging, and see if my mother left her laptop connected to the printer so I can get me some coloring pages and give my hands something to do

Lies: If there's no printer...

Lies: May I vote for building cities out of kitchenware?

Villiany: But I can't do that from the comfort of my own bed.

Lies: True...

Lies: Build cities out of cats? :)

Villiany: They always fall over.

Lies: I have a horrifying mental image, and I MUST SHARE THE PAIN.

[after sharing]

Villainy: See, thats why I have this adorable little censor sitting right in the front of my brain with a big REJECT stamp it applies to everything like that that will traumatize me

Lies: Mine has been taking a smoking break for the past decade. Or longer. 

Lies: I think it looked at the content of my brain, that very first day when I was an infant, and said "I quit."