The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
Got a plot in mind?
MRO plots are player-created the Mods facilitate and organize the big ones, but we get the ideas from you. Do you have a plot in mind, and want to know whether it needs Mod approval? Check out our plot guidelines.
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Jorge
>> "You're in a mortal body, you f*** idiot. This is blood. See? Jorge, I'd really appreciate it if you tried to remember who you are…This is one crappy night to try to get through alone."
Poseidon grit his teeth at the sting of the mortal queen placing bandages on his wounds. She said it was blood and to be honest he was beginning to think that she was right. Ichor would have healed him, the wounds would have been closed already. What could possibly be going on? Was she right? Was he trapped in a mortal body? It did not seem possible. Human hosts cannot take the essence of a God, this body would have been surely destroyed by now. Then again it would explain his diminished control and the fact that he was trapped in Tartarus. All he could think was that this must have been a trick by Zeus or another of the Olympians.
Now wearing his robes in rags to bind his wounds, Poseidon slowly stood up as he surveyed again. So far it seemed as if all the minions had been stopped and that the Dementia creature had been handled with ease.
“You…did well.” he said as he inspected his damages and nodded to the fallen body of Dementia. “And you certainly did dispatch their leader well. You should be commended for that.”
The Ocean God then said nothing for a bit as the woman tried to plead with him. She kept asking him to remember who he was. But he did. He knew perfectly well that he was Poseidon. Why did she have to call him that ‘Jorge’ word? She had tried to explain the meaning of it, but it seemed too much for a single word. Instead he tried to summon a little water to him. Again it failed to come to him. Something with this woman’s voice or presence nulled his control. The thought that any mortal could affect an Olympian in such a way was infuriating. But…he stayed his anger. The woman proved useful…for now.
“I know who I am, mortal queen. I am Poseidon, lord of the oceans,” he said sternly. He then knelt down and cupped his hand to gather some water from the ground. “And for your help, I will grant you my blessing.” He then placed his fingers into the water cupped into his other hand and manually flicked water onto Gemma a couple of times before he spilled the rest onto the ground. “Now, we must be off. I can smell Hades stables from here.”
With that, he was off again, only with very small limp to slow him down.
Posted by Gemma Taylor on Oct 16, 2010 15:47:12 GMT -6
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Mirroroni
>>“You…did well. And you certainly did dispatch their leader well. You should be commended for that.”
"I learn from the best." Gemma smirked, checking the bandages. He'd have to get those wounds cleaned properly, once this was all over. Healed, even. Although, judging from the look of things around the park, DocProf would be worked to death by the morning...
>>“I know who I am, mortal queen. I am Poseidon, lord of the oceans,”
"No you are not." Gemma said quietly, looking up at him. She was serious, and more than a bit worried, and even a little sad...
>> “And for your help, I will grant you my blessing.”
And then she was just pissed.
"Oh for God's sake, Jorge..." she muttered, wiping water and a fair amount of mascara from her face . Well, at least the God of Oceans didn't hate her anymore. That was a start.
"You're welcome."
>> “Now, we must be off. I can smell Hades stables from here.”
"That's actually not... whatever." she sighed, following him; it was easier now that he was limping. "Just remember. We are looking for who's behind all this. And they can be... anyone." she sighed, dropping the jewels from her hair as the went. She couldn't really see, and she needed to see everything she coud. She needed to look. Still holding the gun, she walked beside the god. "Please be careful."
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Jorge
>> "That's actually not... whatever….Just remember. We are looking for who's behind all this. And they can be... anyone…Please be careful."
“Your plan is odd, but are few other options right now. So we will assume that indeed you are correct. But once we get to the stables, we shall enlist Hades’ help.”
He continued to limp as he followed the sounds of animals and dodged around any of the other creatures who dared to stumble across his path. Though he was sure that he looked completely different than what he normally looked like, he must have given off some kind of force. Some sort of aura that gave these creatures the notion that he indeed was dangerous to challenge. Whenever a dark creature dared to cross them, he merely had to glare at them before they scampered off to hide.
There was something satisfying about that.
As they moved on, Poseidon suddenly stopped and glanced to the mortal queen next to him. A head of them, there was a strange signs that he could scarcely read. It seemed to advocate some sort of collection of creatures, but from there he heard the sounds he had been following all along. The bellows, shrieks, and howls of many creatures, either in excitement or pain, Poseidon was not sure. This had to be Hades Stables. It could be nothing else, and being a god, he was never wrong.
He turned to the woman and nodded towards the stables. “Come along, queen. Hades must be here.”
With that Poseidon led the way into the section of the park labeled as Dr. Moreau’s Creature Zoo.
