Gravity Falls Aus Novels & Stories

He managed to grab onto the edge of the rocky surface, clinging for dear life. I grabbed his hand and started pulling up. We all grabbed a part of his body, hauling him up when a gust of wind hit us and knocked us back. I couldn’t hold my grip on him and I heard his scream as he plummeted. I closed my eyes. Unable to comprehend what the hell just happened. “What was that?” Joel roared at Gabriel. “Now, now, settle down. There were simply too many of you. Be prepared. At the end, there can only be one.” He said with a large, creepy smile.

Finish it before I return, or else you get another set. Will I get bald after this? I could only deliberately heave a sigh and step into the training chamber. "Hmm…?" It's been a while since I came here— almost a week. Inside this chamber, the gravity was tweaked up to 150G, in other words, 15 times stronger than our normal gravity. I need to do all those sets under 150G of gravity? "That bastard, he's looking down on me…" ………………………………… "HAH— HAH— HAH— HAH—"

I chuckled and said, "don't worry, you'll get used to it in no time, Grumps. We'll take it slow." I moved my hands to her waist and I felt her tense under my touch. A soft gasp escaped her mouth drawing my attention to it, I stared at her soft pink lips. I cleared my throat and averted my gaze. "Grumps, I want you to try floating on your back, okay?" It took a lot of effort to concentrate on the task at hand. "What? That sounds impossible." She exclaimed. "No, it's not." I let out a breathless laugh. "I'm gonna help you. Just relax your body, trust the water and let it support you." I told her.

Her eyes went crimson as the pain flooded over her. She realized she had to flee from him as quickly as possible. Her instincts shouted for safety, pushing her to keep a safe distance from him. She noticed that the lift was not moving when she looked at the floor number. “Why…. why is this lift not moving”

The rain lashed against their terrified eyes as the realization of their catastrophic mistake hit them. Then, the merciless law of gravity violently reclaimed them. Their screams were instantaneous and primal, but they were instantly swallowed by the howling wind as they plummeted. Eight hundred feet of empty, freezing air waited below them. They fell through the darkness, their limbs flailing wildly, their expensive suits flapping like broken wings. They fell past the glittering, indifferent windows of the Blackwood Spire, a rain of tactical gear, silk ties, and broken ambitions, plummeting at terminal velocity toward the merciless, unforgiving concrete of the Chicago city streets.

ALEXANDER The Reversed Falls were exactly as impossible as Lyanna had described. We found them in a gorge so narrow we had to turn sideways to squeeze through the rock walls. The sound of water flowing reached us first, but it wrong somehow. The rhythm was inverted, like listening to a recording played backward. When we finally emerged into the small clearing at the gorge’s end, I understood why. The waterfall flowed upward. Water rose from a pool at the base, defying gravity as it climbed the cliff face in a smooth, continuous stream. At the top, it disappeared into a crack in the rock, presumably to begin its journey back down through underground channels so it could rise again.

"Now." The window was painted shut. I didn't bother opening it. I punched through the glass with a fist wrapped in violet void, the shards freezing in mid-air, suspended by the particular gravity of a power that didn't acknowledge physics. We dropped two stories. I slowed our fall without thinking about it, the void reaching down into the earth and pushing back up, a cushion of absence. Austin hit the ground rolling. I hit it standing. "Since when can you fly?" he gasped.

he declared to the air, “Boys aged 9–12 should grow 6–8 centimeters per year! I’m trailing the industry benchmark by four full standard deviations!” He pulled out his five-year Physical Development Plan, created three years ago, and marked a giant red “X” across it with a marker. “I’m doomed. Even my genes are shorting me.” It was time to launch: Operation Emergency Height Rescue Experiment 1: Anti-Gravity Method He hung himself upside down from a doorframe, convinced that reverse gravity would stretch his spine. “NASA research says astronauts grow five centimeters in space...” Five minutes later, he crashed to the floor, red-faced—and crushed his sister’s toy in the process.

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.

“Do you think you’ll be able to cling to my back, Bell? Be honest. If you don’t feel up to it, I will find another way to get you down, but Saint and Slade are waiting at the bottom in case anything happens.” I didn’t particularly relish the idea of freefalling through the air, so I made sure I was positive in my capabilities before I answered, ensuring him I would be fine to ride piggyback style down. My injuries weren’t easily suppressed, but I was able to shove aside the ache for a little longer as Silas stooped down to let me scramble up on his back. Awkwardly, I fumbled in the darkness, practically groping him as I felt for where he was at in front of me.