Gravity Falls Aus Novels & Stories

The cushion from his lap fell to the ground with an inaudible thud. What the hell did he do?

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.

He crossed a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. The young man sneered, and a gray path order appeared around him. Tremendous pressure filled the ring, and Stanley crashed into the ground. The path order of gravity! It could change the gravity in the surroundings. Due to Stanley’s sturdy build, his body became heavier and crashed into the ground hard when the path order of gravity appeared. However, the magnificent floor was unharmed. The ring made of a great path was very strong!

“As you know, I’m the first one to sit here when you took me a decade ago. Might as well be the last one in here and make the very chair my grave.” There was contemplation from the other line from Titanic, but the boss answered in the most characteristic way for him. “If you wish to do that, then I can’t stop you. But, where’s the vault?” Heartless. Not even one tear was shed for him. But in his defense, he didn’t really understand the -9.807m/s gravity of the situation he’s in.

His armored elbow was pressing down on a glowing glyph that depicted a mouth swallowing a sun. "It looked like a cup holder!" Ben defended. RUMBLE. The floor shook. The circular chamber began to rotate. The walls groaned as the hexagonal alcoves shifted. "Gravity shift detected," Haley shouted, looking at her tablet. "The physics in here is changing!" The floor beneath them retracted. "Run!" Jack roared. Too late. The ground opened like the aperture of a camera lens. They fell. It wasn't a straight drop. They slid down a sleek, spiraling chute, tumbling through darkness. It felt like being flushed down a giant, industrial drain.

"They never intended to let us go. They just wanted to see how we’d survive in the 'Wild' so they could patch the next version of the simulation." The Gravity Well As they ascended the central spiral, the tower’s internal defenses activated. This wasn't a squad of drones; it was a Localized Gravity Shift. The floor beneath them suddenly tilted ninety degrees, turning the hallway into a vertical drop. "Zane!" Elara shouted. Zane slammed his obsidian-flesh hands into the mirrored walls. He didn't use gravity-manipulation; he used pure, physical friction. He became an anchor, his muscles bulging as he caught Jax and Cole by their collars. Kael braced his feet against a seam in the metal, his he

The "Chronological-Borehole" didn't collapse with a bang; it dissolved into the sound of Rain on Asphalt. Avery Vane-Thorne opened her eyes and felt something she hadn't felt in fifty years: Weight. Not the "Basalt-Weight" of the Earth's core or the "Gold-Weight" of the Vanguard, but the simple, heavy pull of a 2024 gravity on a 2024 body. She was standing on a balcony in Geneva, the air smelling of ozone and expensive coffee instead of "Amethyst-Spores."

I ran in a frenzy with screams and shocks, and my footsteps hit the void, somersaulting off the terrace. That's when I realized that there is still a physical force that exists. Gravitation. Gravity pulls me down with tremendous speed, and the dark gray pavement below eagerly awaits my bloody battle. As if instinctively, a jet stream was pushed out from my abdomen, I screamed with all the remaining strength of my life.

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.

Naturally, Eli wanted to know why. And naturally, Ms. Cham was more than happy to explain. She started going into details. “With normal air, the feather falls slowly because of air resistance,” she said. “Without air, only gravity acts significantly on both objects. Gravitational acceleration near Earth’s surface is about 9.8 meters per second squared for all objects regardless of mass.” Then Eli asked why the value was so precise because, according to him, “9.8 sounds suspiciously specific.” Honestly? Valid question.