Gravity Falls Character Quiz Novels & Stories

The rope simply could not withstand this kind of strength and was broken right away. “Ah—” The three people fell down, landing on a pile of bones. Agatha looked at the few people beside her feet. “Ah. Just now, I forgot to mention that the gravity was too strong and the rope should have been sturdier.” Esmeralda got up and looked completely upset. She just fell flat on her buttocks on a bloody white bone, causing her pants to be stained with blood. She looked as if she had an accidental menstrual leak. Alex took Dorothy’s hand. Both of them were fine while standing steadily. “It’s strange. The abnormal gravity only showed up in mid-air, but it’s normal after landing on the ground.”

Liam, bleeding profusely, struggled to lift himself. I scrambled upward faster. Roots ripped loose from the wall. My foot slipped. “No, no!” I slid downward, earth tearing skin off my knees. Jeffrey’s body slammed into the wall beneath me, claws digging deep. He pushed upward, muscles straining. “Jump!” he roared. “Charlotte, now!” “But!” “Trust me!” I trusted him with my life. I let go of the roots. The world tilted. I launched myself upward, body twisting through the air as a massive chunk of pit wall collapsed behind me.

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!

He froze when he saw Lyra drifting near the ceiling. "Emma! She’s doing it again!" Félix squeaked, nearly dropping the tray. He set it down frantically and lunged for the baby, catching her in mid-air and tucking her securely against his chest. "Lyra, we talked about this. Gravity is a friend. Gravity keeps us on the ground where the snacks are." Lyra just gurgled, reaching out to grab a handful of Félix’s blonde hair.

Epic fail…! To save--- something! – I jumped into action, intending to help him. In my stupid/panic mode, I raced down the steps, reaching for the railing for support, in case my legs gave out on me--- because, of course, I'd forgotten all about the little fact that it was missing! My fingers gripped air and the next thing I knew, gravity was about to show me why it was the greatest force on earth. My heart dropped as I went flying off the side of the stairs.

Tears were streaming down his cheeks, unbridled and unwelcomed. 'WHY?' A great force pushed Len down so hard it should've snap him in two, but it didn't. Len was falling into pitch black darkness, voiceless and motionless. Gravity pulled him down ever so slowly, lulling him in the dark air before finally tucked him down softly on the cold, hard grounds.

She fell from the third floor. Griffith's pupils dilated. "Charlotte!" As soon as he spoke, he felt a sharp pain in his eardrums, and his head throbbed. He tried to rush forward, but suddenly, he felt weak and fell to his knees. This couldn't be real, could it? The next moment, a woman climbed up the side staircase and, by the faint light, saw Griffith in pain. She rushed to his side and waved her hand in front of his eyes. "Griffith? Are you okay?"

"That's exactly what we're looking for. But tell me, Hermione, do you study? Are you a housewife? Do you have a partner?" I opened my eyes in surprise. "I study at night, I'm not a housewife," I chuckled a bit, "And no, I don't have a partner. Just an ex-boyfriend who can't get over me." Perfect. "The girls who have come haven't passed the test. They're given a week for that, to check if they're efficient and if they suit me. As you'll see, Hermione, none of them have passed. Do you think you can do it? It means getting up very early, being in my office with reports done and very organized before I arrive. If I notice any wrinkle on the page, that might cost you."

"He’s dragging us back to a version of the story where we’re still Victims!" ​The Gravity of the Anchor ​The Respiration plummeted through a tunnel of "Scrapped Scenes." Nora watched in horror as the viewport showed them flying backward past the Colosseum of Critics, past the Nebula of the Drafts, and straight toward the dark, jagged maw of the Abyssal Anchor.

Grace coughed again. “Almost there, hang on…Don’t drown on me now. There’s no use rescuing a damsel if she drowns in the process.” Grace gave a laugh. “I’ll try not to drown.” Her legs wobbled as her feet struck the muddy surface. She fell to the ground face first. “Urg…”