Bipper Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

Then, gravity remembered it existed. The car plummeted. But it didn't fall back down the shaft. Its momentum carried it over the edge of the plateau. It fell into the river canyon. Tristan ran to the edge. He watched the golden walker tumbling down, down, down into the smog. SPLASH. A massive geyser of dirty water erupted from the Serpent River far below. The remaining troopers on the ramp froze. They looked at the empty tracks. They looked at the Viper standing on the edge of the cliff, his coat whipping in the wind.

Suddenly, someone shoved her from behind. With her foot sprained, she could hardly balance herself to begin with. The sudden shift of momentum caught her completely off-guard. She felt her center of gravity shifting forward as she plunged forward. What met her fall was the swimming pool that was nearly two meters deep. Splash!

" 𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑴𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝑷𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝟐,𝟗𝟐𝟖 𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂 𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍? 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕� �𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝟏𝟎,𝟎𝟎𝟎 𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑺𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍 .. 𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝑩𝒆 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 ." - UNKNOWN QOUTES - ZIARA Suddenly I got goosebump while talking with Zeph, I slowly turned my head towards Payne giving me a blank and cold look. I immediately look away and ask Zeph. " What is wrong with Payne? errrrr " shrugging my shoulders. Zeph look at Payne and turned to say,

It brushes the petal. The deck plating beneath us groans. Wrenches upward into a sudden, miniature mountain range, pitching us sideways. Cups, tools, a stray aster plant float gently upwards, released from earthly bonds within a two-meter radius. The Gravity Concept drifts away, humming contentedly, leaving chaos in its wake.

To everyone out there that were abandoned. Isa's Pov I never thought that I would return to Icarus Falls. I can't believe I once lived here. It brings back so many bad memories. Isa sniffled as she remembers the first day she arrived in Icarus Falls. Flashback

He fell into the copper. I reached the winch. The gears were huge. They dripped with grease and steam. I looked up at the main release lever. It was 15 feet above me. I had to use a rusted ladder. "Not a fast little bird!" Alpha Garrick dropped from the walkway. His iron mallet smashed into the platform near my feet. The force shattered the wood. I fell onto my back. Garrick loomed over me. His face was twisted in a sneer. "You think a girl from the Peaks can match the strength of the West? Without your magic you’re meat."

he said in one breath. The next second, just after he declared he can't go down. He loses his grip on his other hand and follows his legs. In this circumstance, he can already go down, though — head first. “Ah, I fell... " he then says. The face was quite slow in reaction yet the mind was already in chaos. As he felt that the pulling of the gravity stops, his head was already half a meter away from the ground, yet hands were about to touch the ground. He barely escapes death. Thanks to his Big bro Zitrey who'd managed to hold both of his ankles.

Down in the dark, blue-black throat of the fissure, Zavier’s fingers slipped off the iron piton. I didn't think. I didn't care about my useless legs or the sub-zero wind burning my throat. A massive sheet of ice snapped off the upper wall above us, bringing half tons of packed snow crashing down into the crack like a falling wall. "Chief, NO!" I threw my upper body completely out of the chair, lunging forward off the edge with everything I had in my chest and arms. My hands caught the rough burlap of Zavier’s tunic right as the boy went into freefall. The impact nearly ripped my shoulders out of their sockets, but I locked my grip into the fabric, shoved off the crumbling granite wall with m

Lucien threw us forward, launching us through the open grate and out into the freezing, empty air. The fall was a terrifying, breathless plunge into absolute nothingness. The wind screamed in my ears, tearing the oxygen directly from my lungs as we plummeted toward the roaring, icy rapids of the alpine river five hundred feet below. But the sheer terror of the freefall was instantly eclipsed by a catastrophic failure inside my own body. The immense physical stress of the jump, combined with the intentional pressure I had applied to the leaking hardware, finally pushed the neural implant completely past its breaking point.

The golden pillar of light did not just illuminate the colosseum; it tore through the very fabric of the localized temporal bubble. The rhythmic hum of the massive brass rings outside the shaft violently spiked into a deafening, metallic shriek. Inside the chamber, gravity failed for a fraction of a second. Devashish’s leather ledger floated upward, its yellowed pages flapping wildly, before slamming back down to the obsidian floor as the atmospheric pressure plummeted.