Gravity Falls Wood Novels & Stories

It was moving in a certain direction, dragging the giant vines through the ground. The friction that occurred from giant vines being dragged along on the ground gave the rise to massive dust clouds. Which also explained the subtle vibrations that they all felt below their feet. "Holy.. mother.. fucking… shit…" "What in god's name is that…?" "Is that… is that an island? Seriously, what the hell is that thing?" "Are those weeds…creepers perhaps? No… they look more like vines?" "Fuck gravity! Fuck logic… " "How is that thing flying?"

Combo: 3. Looking at the notification, Zen realised that the system was right. With that one swing, he was only able to split three firewood logs cleanly. The axe went through half of the fourth log but failed to cut it completely. The log became wedged onto the dull axe and Zen’s swinging momentum smashed right into the fifth log, sending it flying from the wagon at high speed. The speed of his swing also caused the previously wedged log on his axe to slip and ricochet off the pillar it hit behind.

But I could feel them. Frustration built until I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed a chunk of charred wood from the floor and hurled it across the room. It hit a weakened beam with a sharp crack. The sound echoed through the hollow structure before everything went still. Then the ceiling groaned. Before I could react, the beam gave way, pulling down a large section of the house with it. The world tilted, and then it all crashed down on top of me. The weight pinned me to the floor, and pain exploded through my entire body. I tried to move, but everything felt heavy, too heavy.

Without both of its bottom thrusters, it was completely unable to skate. She quickly rolled out of the way as another of her opponent’s beams swept the ground in front of her. Even more trees were cut, and the soil itself was deeply singed and turned to ash. To Hardball’s horror, multiple trees began to fall all around her, and threatened to crush her with millions of kilograms of wood. She raised her arms up to protect herself from the impact… but after a moment, nothing happened. Like many of the other trees, these had gotten caught up with the others’ branches, and remained off the forest floor.

This guy is getting on my last nerve. Feeling like I need to be a bad ass, I decided to go first. I took a deep breath and tested the wood with my weight. It bowed slightly but seemed like it would hold. Must be angel power. I slowly and shakily worked my way from one end of the volcano to the other on this suspicious piece of wood. When I reached the other side I bent down and kissed the solid surface.

Each of Adrian’s attacks was extremely fearsome. Bam! Bam! Bam! The 10,000 kg of gravity was no ordinary force. It crashed down on the Astral with immense power. He struggled to hold on, trying to resist being blasted down further. This force was far beyond anything he had expected. With each impact, the Astral’s expression grew more astonished.

When I shoved it aside, the floor gave a soft and hollow thud. I suddenly froze. Excitement took over as I thought that I might have finally found the bloodline token. Therefore, I pressed my palm down again. Hollow… Before I could pull back, the board sank under my weight with a sharp crack. On the spot, the floor collapsed inwardly, sending me tumbling forward with a gasp, my arms flailing like the world dropped away beneath me. “Ooh! Ouch!!!” I slid down a vertical incline of packed dirt and rotting planks, scraping my palms and knees, before landing hard on cold stone.

The shattering of the two rotten pine logs beneath our heels did not sound like wood splitting; it sounded like the sudden, explosive crack of dry bone over a deep valley. The heavy fragments dropped instantly into the absolute black of the three-thousand-foot drop, their descent completely swallowed by the roaring alpine wind before they could even hit the lower crags. The iron spikes of the secondary portcullis vibrated violently behind us, their heavy, three-inch teeth jammed so deep into the bedrock floor that they blocked the narrow ledge completely, sealing us onto the collapsing staircase.

For one second, I was just hanging there in the air with my legs dangling freely. Hold... Please hold. The wood held..then it broke, leaving me to fall to the hedges. The branches broke below me, one after another while leaves and dirt filled my mouth. The bushes were not soft but it was better than landing on the hard ground, which was probably the reason I was still alive.

If the wood couldn't hold the weight of one leg, there's no way in sheol that it would carry my full weight, I'd fall before I reached the middle. I huffed angrily, what do I do now?