Alex Hirsch Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

Jim grunted through clenched teeth, every muscle in his body trembling with the effort of resisting the grasp of gravity as over three hundred pounds of weight, stretched through his woman’s bleeding wrists, swung in the storm gales beneath him. Marcus’ finger twitched on the trigger, but before he discharged the Glock, Johansen let go. With gravity pulling at thirty-two feet per second, it took less than two seconds for the doctor to hit the bottom, his head cracking against the stony floor.

Asher quickly tried to dissuade him. Chase looked around. Upon noticing that no one else was paying attention to them except for Asher and the prop crew member, Chase said, "Look, I only have one request. Just claim that I used a harness. That's all." Suddenly, as if gravity had lost its grip on him, Chase's body lifted off the ground. He began to ascend slowly. Seeing this, Asher rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He was seriously doubting the reality of what he was seeing!

Was it because he was starting to lose his mind, or was he only traveling deeper and deeper under the mountain? “JESUS!” Alex cursed out loud, his voice reverberating throughout the dark, crumbling corridor. Nearly falling forward, he managed to snatch hold of the small end of a tree root sticking out of the wall as he was almost taken over the edge of a massive hole in front of him. In the sudden jump scare, Alex accidently dropped his flashlight into the chasm. As he regained his footing, he watched the faint beam of light spin as it continued to fall. Alex held his breath, waiting for the flashlight to stop falling. After several seconds, he heard the light hit the ground, but the beam it

At least learning about Gravity, Momentum and Kinematics would help distract me from my thoughts. The morning classes went by in a blur with me mostly spacing out of each and every class I had. I could not, by the life of me stop thinking about Asher. And no, it wasn't because I was secretly in love with my childhood best friend, but more so the fact that I had potentially pushed away the only friend I had. "Alexis what is the answer here?" Mrs. Briggs asked. I snapped out of my thoughts and turned to face the fair woman standing at the front of the classroom. Her beady eyes were boring straight into mine. "Can you repeat the question ma'am?"

Rachel whispered, although they couldn’t see each other faces, she knew what he was thinking. “We are not going to die,” Alex replied, since there was no source of light in the place in the place they were falling, the expression on his face was unknown. Alex smiled bitterly to himself, he knew he was lying to her and also to himself, at the speed at which they were falling, the opposite resultant force of their fall would probably tear them into pieces, they had been plummeting down this hole to where God knows for over a minute, they had both accepted their fates, as they plummeted further and further, Alex felt the velocity at which they were being plummeted was reducing, like a kind of g

She wanted to take it out to keep herself warm, but she couldn't catch up with Hansen who was holding the bags. "Ouch!" Although the downhill road was not as difficult as the uphill road, it was easier to fall down because of the shift in the center of gravity. Jenna was careful. Although she walked slowly, she still stepped on a small stone, and her feet tilted to one side. Her ankle twister and she fell to the ground in an instant. She was in so much pain that she screamed and groaned.

“Only one of you will make it out alive.” The world spun as Sasha plummeted into the abyss, the roar of the wind drowning out her screams. The light was blinding, flashing in chaotic pulses that made her head pound. She reached out, desperate to grab hold of something—anything—but her fingers met only empty air. Her heart raced as she thought of Ethan and Jaxon. Were they falling too? Were they even alive? A sudden jolt stopped her descent, and she landed hard on solid ground, the impact knocking the air from her lungs. For a moment, she lay still, gasping, her body trembling. Slowly, she pushed herself up, blinking against the dim light.

BANG. The incendiary bullet spun through the rain. It bypassed the gravity shield because Jackson was inside the field radius. It struck the crack perfectly. CRACK-SHATTER. The crystal on the Harvester's chest exploded into violet dust. "NOOOOO!" The alien screamed. The divine light in his eyes vanished instantly. The anti-gravity field collapsed. He fell. The Harvester dropped from the sky like a stone, plummeting down to the streets of Manhattan. Jackson was falling too. He was plummeting to his death.

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.