Aria Montgomery

Don't worry, my dignity broke the fall.

[mont-aria]

[fcknhannamarin-blog]

“Okay, I think I finally know how to get us out of here - but it’s now or never. Are you in?”

[mont-aria]

Of course I’m in, I’m fucking sick of this place.

[rosewoodsmona-deactivated201602]

mont-aria:

If we get caught, I will be put in the hole right along with you. At least we’ll have each other.

Me and you having each others backs? That will be a first. Anyway right now, I’m prepared to take the risk. I just need to get out of here.

[mont-aria]

Well it’s not like we have any other option but to trust each other at this point.

[mont-aria]

Not entirely… but I just know there is a way out.

[little-wesfitz]

What do you suggest we do?

[mont-aria]

I definitely think the ventilation shafts are a good option. We just have to get up into them.

[mont-aria]

If we get caught, I will be put in the hole right along with you. At least we’ll have each other.

[mont-aria]

Are we getting out of here or what?

[rosewoodsmona-deactivated201602]

“Well do you have any ideas?”

[mont-aria]

I was kind of thinking crawling through the vents. They have to lead out of here.

[mont-aria]

Are we getting out of here or what?

[little-wesfitz]

“You figured a way out of here?”

[mont-aria]

Not entirely... but I just know there is a way out.

[mont-aria]

Are we getting out of here or what?

[itsspencerhastings]

Dollhouse || Spencer ☆ Aria

[itsspencerhastings]

Spencer sighed, feeling like she was missing the key piece to this puzzle, but she wasn’t sure how to find it. As she wandered down the small hallway, she trailed her hand aimlessly along the wall, her fingers finding only the small notches in the concrete. She heard Aria, quickly catch up to her and turned her  head for a second to look at the smaller girl, giving her friend a very small smile, “Don’t worry Aria, we will figure out a way out of here, I just don’t know how yet,” she whispered quietly, hoping her words were a comfort to her friend.

[mont-aria]

"Well, we could always light a fire and see where the smoke trails..." Aria murmered with a shrug, knowing A probably didn't allow them access to anything flammable. Aria enjoyed using incense in her real bedroom, but A conventiently didn't provide her with any of those. "But who knows... A probably has a good ventilation system and the smoke would go stagnant..." Aria stopped suddenly and looked around, "Spencer! The vents! Let's crawl through the vents!"

[ali-sondilaurentis]

Tea Party || Ali & Aria

[mont-aria]

ali-sondilaurentis:

Alison frowned at the news that she didn’t know if Cass was here, she wasn’t surprised but it still felt like a punch in the gut. “I know Cecilia is here too.” Alison added to Aria’s list of names. “And I have no idea. I know it’s none of our birthdays… at least I don’t think it’s any of our birthdays…” She trailed off.

“This is all just so weird...” Aria stammered about the occasion, she had many other choice words for how she felt about being in the dollhouse. Clearing her throat and then lowering her voice, Aria continued, “Ali... are you willing to try and get out of here?” Aria angled her face away from the camera in hopes that A would not be able to read her lips.

[ali-sondilaurentis]

Tea Party || Ali & Aria

[mont-aria]

ali-sondilaurentis:

“Manipulative might be more accurate.” Alison agreed as she watched her look over the arrangements of cakes and biscuits strewn up and down the table. “I’m surprised too, I wasn’t sure when the next time I’d get to see everyone would be.” She paused. “I was starting to get worried, the only person I knew was definitely here was Em, and that was because she was in my room when I first got here.” Ali stopped. “Do you know if Cass is here?” Ali whispered. “I need to know if she is alright.”

“I’m sorry... I don’t know if she is here at all...” Aria paused for a second and nodded to herself as she began to list the people she’s been herded into meeting throughout the dollhouse. “I know Spencer, Hanna, Emily, Stuart and Wesley are here..” Clearing her throat slightly, Aria returned her attention to the food, her hunger finally winning out as she began to nibble on a cookie. Dropping her voice slightly, Aria’s eyes darted back to Alison, “Ali... Do you have any what day it is? Or why we’re having this party?”

[itsspencerhastings]

Dollhouse || Spencer ☆ Aria

[mont-aria]

itsspencerhastings:

Spencer nodded slowly, listening to Aria talk and slowly pondering the area around them. As Aria started pacing, Spencer caught her eyes following her friend’s movement. At her friend’s vague compliment, Spencer gave her a small smile. “Well,” she finally said with a frown, “Maybe we should look around, how long does he, she, whatever, usually let us stay out of our room? And even though I’m not sure that I want to know, how do we know we have to go back to our room?” As she asked the questions she began to walk slowly down the hallway, taking in every detail in the walls that surrounded them

“Each time we’re let out... the time varies. I’ve been out for minutes and I’ve been out for what seems like hours...” Aria looked over her shoulder, her eyes searching to find the nearest camera. After identifying it, Aria turned to place her back towards the camera, “We will be told when we need to go back to our rooms... The loud-speaker usually sounds... Or sometimes you might be doing something and then suddenly you will wake up in your room... Who knows what A does during that time...” Her demeanor seemed to shrink a tad, when Aria finally noticing that Spencer was walking away from her, she scurried to catch back up with Spencer.

[ali-sondilaurentis]

Tea Party || Ali & ____

[mont-aria]

ali-sondilaurentis:

“What the hell do you think this is?” Alison asked in a hushed tone, leaning over the table so ____ could hear her. “Why is A doing this? It’s like they’re being… nice?”

“I think the word you’re looking for is manipulative Ali...” Aria’s voice trailed off as she eyed some of the treats on the table before them and trying to decide if they were poisonous or not. Her stomach let out a rumble, she didn’t remember the last time she had eaten. “I’m surprised A is letting us be together more than anything, I didn’t even know you were in here, Ali.”

[rosewoodsfinest-a-blog]

A Tea Party ExtrAordinaire

[mont-aria]

rosewoodsfinest-a:

mont-aria; playing-the-fields; ali-sondilaurentis; fcknhannamarin; thestuarthastings; bitchycavanaugh; little-wesfitz It’s a morning like any other in the dollhouse, the artificial light serves at the only reminder of what time of the day it’s supposed to be. But this time, A’s beloved dolls awake to a note planted on their nightstand. It reads:

Time for a social gathering. Get dressed up and join your friends for some tea and polite chatter at the DiLaurentis’ house. I mean it, polite. Your behaviour this morning will determine how the rest of the day will go for you. In other words, don’t be a bitch. Don’t be tardy - A

Once they are dressed and all done up - clothes for the occasion have been left in the closet - the doors unlock and the all too familiar voice blares from the speakers: “Welcome! Willkommen! Bienvenidos! Please exit your room and follow the lighted pathway! Aforementioned lighted pathway leads the dolls straight to an exact replica of the DiLaurentis’ living room, fully set up for a tea party. Tea, cookies and pie are set out for the dolls to consume, another note on the table reads: Manners, my dearest, manners! Don’t forget - act up and you’ll pay for it.

Aria awoke suddenly, sitting straight up in her bed. Hoping that it was all still a dream, she realized that she was still in the doll house, the awful pink streaks once again back in her hair. Aria had loved her pink streaks when she originally had it done but not now that she was being forced to have them. Her eyes fell upon the note on her bed side table, and Aria quickly rolled her hazel eyes in exasperation. “Of course we’re going to have a party,” she muttered angrily to herself when words started to blare over the speakers. Flustered, Aria hurried to her closet to find a rather gothic looking dress and boots waiting inside. Not surprising of course, because A apparently adored Aria’s gothic phase. Dressing herself in a timely manner, Aria exited her room and made her way or some tea. “Well, here goes nothing!” Aria declared to herself while putting on her brave face.

[little-wesfitz]

Trapped || Wesley & Aria

[mont-aria]

little-wesfitz:

Wesley didn’t know how long he must have been here. Couple of hours, days, weeks? A could have done many things to him in whatever time-span he’d been here for. “Aria!” He called out. “Yeah, it’s me. W-What is this place. Why are we here? My brother doesn’t know I’m here..” He muttered. “D-Do you know how long we’ve been here for?” He asked. He said and leans back against the nearby wall.

“Honestly.... I don’t know how long we’ve been here,” Aria mumbled, her eyes dropping to the ground. She didn’t have a fun, she couldn’t see the sunlight... All Aria did know was that she had barely slept at all and tiredness ached in her bones and demeanor. “Maybe it has been a week? Were you taken from the water park? Or afterwards?” A chill set over Aria and she quickly wrapped her arms tighter around her small body, the darkness underground was overwhelmingly cold to her. All she had wanted to do was curl up under the blanket in her fake bedroom, but as soon as Aria had left her room the door had locked behind her. “I believe I was taken from the water park, that is the last thing I can remember. I think most of us here were taken some time throughout that day...”

[itsspencerhastings]

Dollhouse || Spencer ☆ Aria

[mont-aria]

itsspencerhastings:

Spencer sighed as she looked around her again, taking in the dark cold walls, she tried to steady her breaths but they were still coming out ragged and raspy. She felt a bit of relief wash through her as Aria said she had seen Emily, just knowing her girlfriend was safe made Spencer’s anxiety level begin to drop. She nodded, “yeah, underground makes sense,” she stated with a shiver, running her hand along the concrete wall.  “We have to find the others and figure out how to get out of here,” she finally said, strengthening her resolve as she turned to look at Aria, a new fire burning in her eyes.

“I’ve been trying to find a way out, every time I’m let out of my room... I search and search.” Aria shrugged out of irritation, placing her hands on her hips and starting to pace. Spencer is the smart one out of everyone, so maybe there was something Spencer could figure out? Her eyes flicking upwards to look at Spencer once again, “There is something I could have easily missed. Spencer, you have a stronger knack of noticing small details - things that I probably never would notice unless you pointed it out.” The hair on the back of Aria’s neck started to stand up, the feeling of being watched starting to sink in even worse than before.

[mont-aria]

fcknhannamarin:

You can say that again. I used to think I had already seen the worst place on Earth - turns out Fat Camp wasn’t half-bad. I’d happily check back in if it meant getting out of this creep version of A’s personal Big Brother.

Hanna! I heard you were in here... I was wondering if I'd ever see you or not... I’ve been let out a few times, but I’ve only seen Faye, Emily, Spencer and Stuart.