[b]Anna Brunhild[/b]

Anna mentally facepalmed when she heard a fourth voice enter the fray. The foreign Liar, if she recalled the voice correctly. She herself hoped her suspicions were incorrect as to the result of what was about to happen, but unfortunately, she was completely correct. It seemed the Liar made the situation all the more uncomfortable. For all parties involved, it seemed. The blonde took a really, really deep breath to compose herself. Wouldn't be good losing her cool this early... Though that'd only make her the, what, fourth person to have a mental breakdown? Hell, even then, hers wouldn't be caused by fear of getting slaughtered like an animal. No, it would be about how long she could go without getting a brain aneurysm. 

"How about you take a goddamn- Err... No offense, 'nun' intended (heh) - minute to actually read the rules of the game before throwing around accusations!" Anna growled rather irritably, despite having taken steps to calm down earlier, something about getting yelled at without reason just got on her nerves. Maybe it was just stress from being stuck here rearing its ugly head. The blonde thief continued on, "For example. Rule number 6: 'a culprit who kills a fellow student will graduate the school. However, they must not let any other student know they are the culprit.' As you can see, there's three of us out here. There's nothing gained in killing you." She left out the word 'now' of course. Didn't want to add to the fright of somebody breaking into your bathroom.

"Oh right, forgot my manners," Anna added before the lock of the bathroom clicked and the door popped open, "Hi."

[b]Astolfo Garneau[/b]

Astolfo smiled at the mute violinist as she took the seat he had offered across from himself. She seemed nice enough, and some kind of handicap wasn't going to scare him away from making a new friend. The pink-haired gamer registered Octavia scrawling something down. Was it a message for him? Nope, it was an order for food. Should've expected that, really, but then she started writing again. Maybe this time it'd be something for him. And it was!

The SHSL Gamer took a moment to read over the little note directed to him. Upon finishing the first sentence, Astolfo chirped his answer, "Yup." Then he continued onto the second, taking a few moments to contemplate that particular one. It was a hard question, after all. "Hmm...!" Astolfo sounded, exaggerating his thinking process with a stereotypical thinking pose, complete with beard stroking, "I think I'd say I like the Open World RPG genre the most! I mean, [i]the hours[/i] you can engross yourself! But then again, any game with a multiplayer function could say the same... But as a wise man once said: a game can't stand on multiplayer alone! ...or something." He smiled innocently after that. "So what about you? What kinda stuff do you like to play? Err... On the violin. Or games. Either works."