<?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>Shutdown on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/shutdown/</link><description>Recent content in Shutdown on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 10 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/shutdown/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Cassandra Cyborg</title><link>/stories/2017/10/10/cassandra-cyborg/</link><pubDate>Tue, 10 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/10/10/cassandra-cyborg/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This story continues Cassie&amp;rsquo;s life as a Cyborg from &lt;a href="cassandrathecyborg.html"&gt;Cassandra the Cyborg&lt;/a&gt; by Megadragon520&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Classes finish up for the day, and Cassandra crosses the quad, which is the busiest place at the Community College, slowly. Each main building spills students into this large square, which makes meeting people easy. At this time of the day, Cassandra feels so normal, so human&amp;hellip;even if that is not a quite, true statement.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At the far corner, she can already see that Allison is waiting for her. &amp;ldquo;Hey, Alli,&amp;rdquo; Cassie calls out, waving above her head. Allison returns the wave and gives her a hug, &amp;ldquo;Hey there, Cassie. Are you ready to get out of here?&amp;rdquo; Allison is wearing the latest is style and the most expensive as well, while Cassandra&amp;rsquo;s outfit is much more plain. Cassie nods and they hop in Alli&amp;rsquo;s personal car. The cyborg driver tips his hat as they both get in, and then &amp;ldquo;he&amp;rdquo; quickly gets in the car.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Cassandra Cyborg</title><link>/stories/2017/10/10/cassandra-cyborg/</link><pubDate>Tue, 10 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/10/10/cassandra-cyborg/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This story continues Cassie&amp;rsquo;s life as a Cyborg from &lt;a href="cassandrathecyborg.html"&gt;Cassandra the Cyborg&lt;/a&gt; by Megadragon520&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Classes finish up for the day, and Cassandra crosses the quad, which is the busiest place at the Community College, slowly. Each main building spills students into this large square, which makes meeting people easy. At this time of the day, Cassandra feels so normal, so human&amp;hellip;even if that is not a quite, true statement.
At the far corner, she can already see that Allison is waiting for her. &amp;ldquo;Hey, Alli,&amp;rdquo; Cassie calls out, waving above her head. Allison returns the wave and gives her a hug, &amp;ldquo;Hey there, Cassie. Are you ready to get out of here?&amp;rdquo; Allison is wearing the latest is style and the most expensive as well, while Cassandra&amp;rsquo;s outfit is much more plain. Cassie nods and they hop in Alli&amp;rsquo;s personal car. The cyborg driver tips his hat as they both get in, and then &amp;ldquo;he&amp;rdquo; quickly gets in the car.
The drive home is short (to them anyway), and the girls waste no time catching up from the day. There is plenty of gossip and drama to keep them busy for hours. When they get back to Alison&amp;rsquo;s mansion, the girls are out of the car before the chauffeur can get the door open. They enter the giant front doors, talking as fast as they can. Veronica, the administrative head of Mr Hanson&amp;rsquo;s estate, comes up to the girls. &amp;ldquo;Enjoy your day, Mistress Allison and Miss Marks.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>