♡ fallen angel ♡

no one lives forever.

[alitatiara]

[alitatiara]

oh wow

[acevillainswhodunnit]

Final Round, End

Alita burst into the bunker with a start, high on adrenaline and victory. burst into the bunker with a start, high on adrenaline and victory. She had won! After all these months of terror and treachery, she had finally earned her freedom. She would escape this horrific house for good!  

Closing the bunker door behind her, she heard the lock click into place with resounding finality. That was the proof- she really had won the game. As she scanned the room, Alita noticed the wall across from the stairs was open to reveal a dimly lit tunnel. Steeling herself, Alita followed the trail of wired lights and stepped into the passageway.

“This should lead under the Foyer, so… that seems about right,” she muttered to herself. The tunnel was crudely cut into the earth, but there was more than enough room for her to walk through. It seemed to have been built with a variety of body types in mind. “I guess the killer thought even Redd or Furio could have made it to the end…”

It didn’t take her long to make her way through the passage. At the end of the tunnel, a few crates were stacked on the floor, and Alita saw a wooden door embedded into the ceiling. Moving quickly, she arranged the crates so she could reach the hatch; it pushed open with ease, as if had seen recent use.

The sight of fresh green grass was intoxicating, and the open sky even more so.With great effort, Alita pulled herself up and scrambled out of the earthen passageway. “Did I do it…?”

“Not quite.”

I smile as Alita whirls on her heel, nearly falling backwards at the sight. “Lana?” she gasps. “How did you get out? The door was locked!”

“Did you really think that was the only exit to this place? I could have sworn you were smarter than that, Alita…” I step forward, smirking down at her. “Shelly did say this place had many secrets. I suppose he was trying to give you all one last hint. It wrapped up his defection nicely, don’t you think?”

“Defection- wait, don’t tell me…” Alita’s face crumples into fear, and she points an accusing finger at me. “We’ve been working together since the beginning, and you were the real killer this whole time?”

I laugh, full bellied. Oh, how nice it was to no longer have to keep up the stoic, perfect little prosecutor act anymore. Wiping tears away from my eyes, I unholster the gun under my jacket. One bullet had already been gifted to Miss Miney, and now it was time to wrap up the last loose end. “I do believe that was a mistake.”

A shot rings out.

[bangurz]

[acevillainswhodunnit]

Final Round, Start

The following days passed quietly. Shelly’s apparent sabbatical was taking longer than any of the house’s residents expected. He had never been a comforting presence, per say, but it was still strange not to have him underfoot at all odd hours. It felt like they had been left to fend for themselves for the first time in months, and two nights passed before someone decided to take advantage of it.

“We should try to get out of here.”

Alita stared at Daryan from across the parlor table. “Are you out of your mind? Why the hell would we do that?”

“Why the hell would we not?” Daryan retorted. “We finally have a chance to break out now that Shelly’s not breathing down our neck, and you don’t want to take it?”

“You don’t know if he’s still watching us somehow,” Mimi said. “And what about the killer? They’re going to be really mad if we try to get out before the game is over.”

“I agree with Mimi,” Lana added, thumb between her teeth.  “The killer wouldn’t just let us escape that easily. There has to be a catch somewhere.”

Daryan slammed his hand on the table. “What the fuck is wrong with you guys?! What are you all so afraid of now?”

“I just don’t want to risk things now that we’re so close to the end!” Mimi snapped back. Despite her angered act, the other three could hear fatigue slipping into her voice.

Daryan scoffed. “So what, you think if you’re a good little kid they’ll let you go free? Newsflash Miney, you got a Scared card too!” His tone was strange. Something had clearly happened before he called everyone into the parlor for his announcement.

“Oh, so that’s why you’re so eager to pull us all into your suicide mission,” Alita drawled, crossing her arms. “You know you had the worst case last round, so you want to break out before you get a knife to the back.”

“And whose fault would that be?” Daryan replied, turning a furious glare onto her. “You’re just as much of a coward as Miney is, Tiala. Sucking up to the killer, playing right into their hands- you disgust me.”

“You-!”

“Guys, please, let’s just calm down!” Lana shouted, holding her hands up in the air in a placating manner.

“Don’t even try that goody-two-shoes bullshit, Skye,” Daryan said. “You were so sure that Shelly was the real killer just a few weeks ago- what’s with your attitude now, huh?”

“I was just- I didn’t want us to put too much trust in Shelly when we didn’t have all the facts,” she stuttered, wide eyed.

Daryan stood up, pointing a finger at Lana. “Is that so? Sounds to me like something the killer would sa-”

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

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Daniella Pineda

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Murder 8 Reveal

Night fell quickly, and the four remaining guests made their way to the dining room with anticipation. Three of them were surprised to see the room empty, with only a familiar piece of paper resting on the bare table. The fourth did their best to hide a disgusted sigh.

“Where’s Shelly?” Lana asks, a worried look crossing her face. “He usually has dinner made by now. Who was supposed to prep with him tonight?”

“I was,” Alita says, crossing her arms. “But he said he had it covered, so I went back to sleep. Is he in the kitchen?”

Daryan peeks around the now unblocked kitchen door, scanning the room briefly. Returning to the others, he shakes his head. “Nope, and the pantry and freezer look empty too. Where the hell did he go?”

Mimi scowls at her unrepentant housemate. “Alita, why the hell did you not check on him? He could be poisoning our food!”

Alita scoffs. “It’s not a big deal. If he hasn’t tried to kill us all this time, why would he start now?”

“You don’t know that he isn’t the killer, Alita,” Lana replies, frowning.

“Then that’s all the more reason to feel safe! The killer is so attached to their stupid rules, they’re not going to kill us before the reveal letter is read, right?” Alita snaps.

“Speaking of that…” Daryan cuts in, eyeing the letter on the table. “What do we do about this? Shelly usually does this part.”

“Well one of us needs to read it, right? Flip a coin or something and get it over with,” Mimi grumbles.

After a brief moment of deliberation, it was decided that Alita would be the one to deliver the killer’s reveal while Daryan checked to make sure she didn’t leave anything out. With the issue resolved, Alita opens the letter and begins reading aloud.

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[givemelovelikeneverbeforx]

Karrueche Tran for Paper Magazine

[natade-art]

actually before i sleep im posting three drawing that i was gonna post in a set with a bunch of others (when theyre all done ill probably still do that too) 

[acevillainswhodunnit]

Alita Tiala has won the riddle challenge.

[alitatiara]

((im going on a plane tmro so i might not be around for awhile to discuss cases, will msg back asap))

[kpopco]

[acevillainswhodunnit]

Investigation Start

“Good morning, the world says, like, hello!” Mimi chirps brightly. In her mirror, a happy-go-lucky smile popped on her reflected face like it was second nature.

She had made it using a piece of glass from the master bedroom, claiming that the lack of space in the house’s bathrooms were, like, messing up her vibes. Shelly allowed her to have it, but not before rounding the corners to make it as safe as possible. In Mimi’s opinion, his efforts seemed pretty pointless. If anyone wanted a weapon, a simple piece of wood would do, or a spoke from one of the abandoned tents laying in the courtyard. Hell, the last murder was done with a piece of meat- was he planning on tossing all of that out too?

“God, this is soo boring. I am so sick of this house and everyone in here!” she whines, idly wondering who was listening and snooping around the upstairs. This was a performance after all, and Mimi prided herself on her acting skills. She doubted there was anyone in the house that really believed she was a threat- except the killer, of course. Whoever they were, they weren’t afraid of putting themselves into compromising situations. It seemed that they were always one step ahead of the game, no matter how much the others tried to anticipate their movements.

It all stressed her the hell out and reminded her of her breakdown before the whole incident that got her sent to court and then to jail. What a pain!

Sticking out here was the worst. If you were too nosy you’d be called out like Daryan. If you were good at winning games people would side eye you, like with Alita. Too mouthy and no one would ever take you seriously, like that pompous Redd. She could go on forever about Dee’s faux-careless attitude, or Lana’s annoying hovering or Luke’s radical thought process, but she just didn’t care!

It was too early to think.

All the deaths were starting to run together in her head. With people like Morgan and Yanni, at least they’d been around long enough to make a slight impression. Did anyone even remember that Furio guy? Or Cammy, who had a surprisingly well-stocked stash of fruity face masks? Or that ugly lawyer who was playing hangman all on his own? Who even knew.

With Matt’s death, Mimi was at least now officially the most spacey one here. Like hell she would let anyone steal her handcrafted personality. It was her thing, okay? Or maybe Ini’s thing, but she had been her sister so long that she had sort of forgotten who she was in the grand scheme of things. Was the occasional bitchiness her thing too, or was it Mimi’s?

Oh well, it didn’t matter anyway.

“Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey,” she mumbles under her breath, deciding to go with that one today. It was already a little past 11 AM when she had ventured out of her room.

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[hazakurain]

Man does she have a lot of details and frills going on