Gravity Falls Vending Machine Password Novels & Stories

Mumbling away, the vice president inserted the bank card into the ATM machine and entered the password. Then, he happily looked at Javier. “Hurry up and come up with a new password. You’d better not think your card will end up being eaten by the machine after three failed password attempts. I’m the vice president here after all, so I have the authority to help our customers unlock their accounts and reset their password. Therefore, those puny cents you have in…” At that moment, a customer nearby pointed at the ATM machine and said, “How many zeroes are there on the screen?”

Nafeli Gelanis said placing a tiny black wooden leather box in front of me which hold a small black device were bunch of numbers were displayed. “What are this numbers?” I asked taking keen interest in key “This numbers are the code that you will require to enter along with you password to access your account with us, this codes are generated from our main satellite and keep refreshing every 30 seconds” Ms. Nafeli further explained “What about my password?” I questioned her back and Ms. Nafeli pulled out a silver hard case briefcase from her side, she used her finger print and some password to access it, once it was open she pressed couple of buttons and then turned it towards me “We will se

I ask him. " You don't need to ask. You can write down the password. " He says. " Yes, I look around for pen and paper. I hurry to reach my handbag and take out a small dairy and pencil. " Hmm... " I open it and grasp the pencil between my fingers. " 2770514, " I jot it down and hurry toward his safe, " Wait, let me try. " I punch the number in it and enter, " Yes, done. Thanks. " I wait for him to disconnect it.

My blood felt like it had stopped moving. My phone buzzed: a text from a number I didn't know. Future Ethan. [Don't knock. Walking in will only make it worse.] [Just open our joint account. Look at the password.] My fingers wouldn't stop shaking as I pulled up the Chase app and entered our account number. I tried my birthday first. Wrong. Then our anniversary. Also wrong. I stared at the number field, and something in me already knew. I typed Vivian's birthday. 0816.

It’ll be way more convenient that way, plus, I get to come back to meet a decently charged phone. “Use mine.” Savory groans. Ain’t no way I’m coming down from this bed, walking to her side, taking her phone then climbing back on because I know I need to have at least a few more minutes of rest before I can declare myself worthy to start the day and carry on with my activities. “The password’s Fuckoff, but ugh a capital letter U and zero as the ‘o’.” Savory adds. “Why, thank you.” I say to her. “Just give me a few minutes to boot.”

Adrian said, "I always like to have a grill night out here, but lately, I have been very busy." "Then, we'll make time," Riley suggested. "Hmmm," Adrian responded. Adrian pointed to the backdoor and said, "The passcode is 73767." "Um, okay," Riley said before putting in the passcode. After the backdoor opened, they entered a vast area with sofas, a pool table, an air hockey table, and a bar at the end of the place. "Nice, a place to unwind - I love playing air hockey!" Riley exclaimed.

Hailey immediately did as he said and the gate clicked open. "Lucas is an idiot," Vincent muttered. 55567 was a secret passcode, only him and Lucas knew. "Stay back, Hailey. Vincent and I will enter. If an hour passes and we are yet to come out. Call the police," Victor instructed. "Don't call the police. Call the boys," Vincent said and tossed his phone to her. "Password is MEGAN." Together, the brothers entered the building. Cautiously, they stepped into the living room, but it was dead silent as if there was no one in the entire house.

Below the keypad there is a payment interface, with a card reader and cash acceptance slots. Zack selects the numbers for a mix of snacks and some sodas and then he pays with his credit card. The snacks and sodas drop down to the bottom portion of the vending machine where there is a sold black compartment. Beside the machine there are a bunch of plastic bags shoved into a box. Zack picks on up, examining the quality, before showing the snacks and sodas in the bag. When he returned to their room, Anna was on the bed, laying on her stomach flipping through the channels on the television. He kicks the door shut behind him with his foot, balancing a plastic bag of snacks in one hand and their s

I'm not even going to eat. Was that guy who called me a loser yesterday right? It's only towards the end, when the hostel starts to get quiet, that I muster up the courage to continue on Gregory's website. where was i last Oh, yes, the password? I check my inbox...and there it is. The password: is cEf76grO*eo I type it in the input field on the website. It works! The screen skips to the next one. And he's totally Black.

It wouldn't be long before a servant noticed that the CCTV was turned off. “I’ll be caught by that time,” he worried. Vincent was on the verge of giving up when he suddenly remembered he hadn't tried using that person's birthday. Despite doubting that his dad would use it, he decided to give it a shot. With a deep breath, Vincent entered the six numbers into the password lock once more. 2, 4, 9, 3, 5, 8. And just like that, the door clicked open. "Damn," Vincent let out a frustrated sigh as he stared at the door cracked open. It was hard to believe. He actually managed to solve the puzzle!