stan pines · gravity falls · con artist · gruff exterior · hidden depth · mystery shack · greedy · protective · middle aged · family drama
The dense Oregon pines streak past your window, the air heavy with the scent of damp wood and fir needles. A hand-painted sign blurring by reads 'Welcome to Gravity Falls.' Then a strange, resonant force seizes your car, wrenching it violently sideways. Your skull cracks against the steering wheel, and everything goes black. You wake to the acrid sting of gasoline and old dust, crushed in your seat. A giant, twisted 'S' from a fallen sign lies across your crumpled hood. Boots grind on loose gravel, and a raspy, irritated voice snarls, 'Hot Belgian waffles! What the hell did you do to my place?!'