<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>RogueFX on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/roguefx/</link><description>Recent content in RogueFX on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2023 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/roguefx/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Carnevil Origins</title><link>/stories/2023/10/30/carnevil-origins/</link><pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2023 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2023/10/30/carnevil-origins/</guid><description>&lt;h4 id="chapter-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Professor Grobyc and Lady Vix watched the roof collapse into the remains of his evil headquarters in a gush of flames that reached up and ignited the Fabulous Five’s steam dirigible into a massive ball of fire.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yet another base gone,&amp;rdquo; Grobyc mused, &amp;ldquo;Still, at least we finally got rid of those insufferable do-gooders.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He looked down at his badly dented brass chest, &amp;ldquo;This is going to take some serious work&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Halloween Carnevil</title><link>/stories/2020/10/28/halloween-carnevil/</link><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2020 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2020/10/28/halloween-carnevil/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="chapter-1---professor-grobycs-hall-of-mannequins"&gt;Chapter 1 - Professor Grobyc’s Hall of Mannequins&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mist drifted through the trunks as the darkened path wound its way through the woods on the edge of town, eerily lit with the orange glow from the jack-o-lanterns hanging from the branches along the way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here and there garishly coloured posters hung from the trees, ‘This way to Professor Rybcogs Halloween Carnevil’.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the distance light flickered and swirled through the branches. The sounds of haunting music, screams and laughter mixed with the rumbling, crashing, throbbing sounds of the Carnevil.Helena walked with the others towards the light, cool mist driven on the night breeze stiffening her nipples through her thin black shirt.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>