[center][color=0076a3][h2]Zachary Ackerson[/h2][/color] 
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[b][color=0076a3]"Who is a best?"[/color][/b][/center]
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[hr]Zachary was not asleep when the teddy bear of doom had decided to rudely appear on the screen. He could found it somewhat difficult to allow himself to drift off, what with the threat of death looming over him. This was odd, considering he typically found it easy to succumb to slumber when he wasn't staying up late at night, watching shows or playing games, or even training. But somebody had apparently died not too long before he appeared here, and if those frightening robots weren't just for show (which they certainly were not) then it was entirely likely that he was going to witness death here, maybe even his very own. 

[color=0076a3]"How cruel."[/color]

The Infinite Archer found it hard to actually listen to the announcement, but he did catch the part about the stolen handbook. That was not good, though if he was going to be honest, he was more upset over the fact that the traitor had won a round rather than being sad for the Infinite Violinist. Such is to be expected, however. He was not exactly close with anybody here yet, and he wondered if he would ever be. He desired to place his trust in a certain other he spent some time with, but was not ignorantly idealistic and couldn't entirely do so. Befriending people in these situations had always, at least in shows with similar plots, led to betrayal or sadness. Having experienced a near-loss of the most important person in the world to him before, he was terrified of that feeling more than anything. Perhaps even death itself. 

Zachary sank into his bed and closed his eyes. He stayed like such for a minute, yet realized that sleep would still not come to him no matter how hard he tried. Perhaps he should think of something to get his mind off the negative? Yeah, that always worked. But what? He wasn't sure what he could ponder, until it hit him. There was something extremely important to him that he could think of, that would possibly help him get through this mess, mentally. 

[i][color=0076a3]Man, if this weren't real... if all of this was fake, like maybe a game... then, who would be the main character? And which girl would be a best?[/color][/i]

How he made it to this point, survived an encounter with a dangerous beast, and was even breathing right now without having mentally solved this beforehand was nothing short of a miracle, really. Such important matters dictated the flow of life itself. But perhaps a delay on this subject was necessary. After all, of course, people rise and fall in rankings based on their actions and interactions with other people due to you learning more about who they are and why they do what they do. 

[i][color=0076a3]It might be best to see how things might have changed from the moment I had met each and every one of them, even if it was very brief with a few. We'll go aesthetics first. And aesthetically, I have to say I rank blondes rather high. There's a reason I 100% completed Golden Tale and all of the routes. So I would say... The Infinite Violinist has won this one. 10/10, would choose route solely due to looks.[/color][/i]

The Archer crossed his arms and legs and closed his eyes as he laid on the bed, thinking intensely. Had someone been able to walk in on him, they perhaps might think he was overworking himself trying to think of a way out or something of that nature. It was unlikely anybody could have any other reaction but disappointment and probably disgust to know what he was truly thinking, however. 

[i][color=0076a3]Of course, we cannot rank someone merely on looks alone. At least not in the real world. Though that's probably why 2D will always be superior in every way except the fact they don't exist. So, then we move on to whom seems most pleasant to hang around. At least for now, this is a work-in-progress listing, me. 

Jez? 

Pretty sure I have not really interacted with any of the other girls that much, so this is to be expected, me. Although this also means she has been the least pleasant, too, what with trying to force me to touch those filthy casuals! Ah, just thinking about it makes me shudder! 

...

...There are people who actually think like that. How sad. Anyway, me, how do you feel, really? 

About what? 

You know what.

No, I don't. 

Yes, you do. You're me. And I'm you. Literally. You can't actually not know, you're talking to yourself. In your head. 

Yeah well... you're right, but fuck you, me. 

Please answer. 

Okay, you're inquiring about that embarrassing scene that happened earlier, with the clown? I FEEL like something horrible is going to happen, and it's going to really suck. 

Is that all? 

What do you mean? Wait, why am I asking. I know what you mean. And no, I don't think I want to try to go down clown route. That happened with Castle Crashers and honestly it wasn't that good. The ending, I mean. The game was fun. 

I know that. It was a good game. Anyway, what if she goes down you're route, hmm~? What then?  

Impossible. You couldn't accidentally trip my flags and nobody would even if they knew them. 

Don't lie to yourself. If you were genderswapped, then you would probably just be the default route with how easy you are to please. All somebody has to do is play nice. I'm surprised you aren't used goods yet. 

Oh, I make one measly promise on the first day of the Death Olympics and you start slut-shaming me? I'll go do something actually productive or interact with other people if you keep this shit up, me. See how you like that!

You won't. [/color][/i]

And so Zachary shot up off the bed, irritated at himself for essentially calling himself a slut in his own mind. If people could have actually witnessed what just happened inside of his head, then surely he would have been considered the Infinite Crazy or something. Thankfully, that was not the case and in all honesty, he was just a perfect mixture of bored, tired, and anxious. He probably should go speak to others, but considering the time, he wondered if anybody would be up? 

Well, that might not be a problem since a certain bear decided to abruptly disturb them. Since he was not going to fall asleep anytime soon, he figured he would at least walk around. Maybe he would bump into somebody doing so? It surely would be better than ranting at himself, in his own head, about silly things that didn't matter much. 

[i][color=0076a3]Man, I'm fucking weird.[/color][/i]