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 Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
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.
It was just another day to Aura, with the sun high in the sky and the spring warmth a pleasant change from the colder months. Aura liked the warm months better recalling the colder months in the woods all to well. Still not confident with her sword, she had left it behind in faver of practicing her own powers. She preferred the twilight hours but her mind was not about to give her respite and with what happened to the green skinned lady when they were in the training room before, Aura had wanted a wide open area to practice and the alleyways though confined served the purpose well. No gang members had shown up however, which she had been hoping for, Aura quite enjoyed the evisceration she could inflict upon them. They were also a key part of her training, allowing her to see just how new slashes and stabbing actions affected a person, as Mutants and humans were pretty simmeler body wise in many cases. A stab to the heart stopped most people and aura made sure she knew where vital organs normally were. Setting her bag down she extracted a lighter and a joint from the bag and lit it. Leaning against the wall she lit it and took a few hits from it, breathing the smoke out from her nose.
Walking back to the middle of the four way alley, she raised her hands over her head slowly, as her fingers touched she looked up, willing her aura to appear around each finger as soon as they touched, bringing her hands down to her side, she spun around forming an Aura as quickly as she could, even as she thrust her hand before her. Her dance continued as she formed a sword on her other hand as well bringing it down on a quick slash with her other hand untill they met in a V like shape. Aura enjoyed the dance that combat displayed, the grace, the strategy and fluid flow combined to make a display of absolute beauty. Moving her hands beside her, she once again looked up to the bright sky, and let her Aura fade traveling up from her feet and flowing around her curves untill only her eyes were surrounded in pink, then it two faded, but Aura did it so it looked as though the pink aura went into her eyes. An illusion really the aura simply faded away, she was simply controlling where the aura faded away instead of controlling the flow of it which she could do as well.
Stopping as the joint ran out, Aura reached into her bag and lit another one coughing as she did, yes the coughing was annoying but, the peace the drug gave her mind was a fantastic bliss which she had not known in some time. Walking back to the middile of her stage, Aura continued her dance, this time without the Aura, but making the same slashing and stabbing motions she had been before, soon however She formed her aura around her hands again this time forming a pair of drills as she made fists and began making fluid punching motions with those, the whole time her feet kept moving to a rhythm only she could hear. Letting her Aura lose its shape she did not expand it but moved what aura she had formed down her arms and onto her back, there she made the aura form a snake like structure and had it move up her back and wrap around her neck before again seeming to fade into the back of her neck. Aura smiled delighted as she took another deep hit from the half smoked herbal cigarette. Maybe it was the drug or maybe it was the spring warmth, either way today seemed like it would be a good day for her, and she hoped her mind was right.
Wandering downtown had become a routine by now. As the weather got warmer, Gawain wandered longer and farther on the few afternoons he spent off the Mansion grounds. He was doing the usual thing: trying to walk into his mother by sheer, blind luck in one of the most heavily populated areas on the globe. Easy.
Finished with searching through the rooms of one block of flats the mirrorwalker appeared in a ground floor window that looked towards an open alleyway. The woman he walked into was definitely not Mom.
Well well well, what do we have here?
The young knight leaned against the windowframe, a smirk playing on his lips, watching the girl move. She had rhythm. She had balance. She ahd pretty nice curves too. And she had... ... drills?! Holy crap.
Gawain slipped out of his reflection, and landed on his feet silently, watching the dance - practice? - as it went on. Drills or not, she still had balance. And rhythm. (And curves too. Sue me.) His eyes followed the movements, instinctively trying to pick up on the unheard rhythm that tied them together.
When the performance was over, he let out a whistle of appreciation, and grinned at the girl, still leaning against the wall. Whoever she was, she was a dancer, just like him. That in itself was worth an introduction, if nothing else...
Aura heard the whistle and took it entirely different then it's intention, more use to gang members and cops Aura spun around her Aura covering her body almost right away and a six inch blade formed from her right hand as she did. It did not take her long to locate the source of the sound, a boy, who obviously had not been there before. He did not quite look like the gang members she had fought and she was pretty sure he was not a cop either as he had not started shooting at her. He was also smiling, quite unusual as well, Aura decided not to try and hang him with his own bowels.
Taking another puff of the green goodness, Aura wiped some her messy long brown hair from her face, and let her sword stay formed, she might need it. "Who are you my brave friend? And are you a Mutant?" she asked knowing his answer would determine if she used the fire escape creatively today or not. She was still trying to figure out how the boy had gotten so close to her without her knowing. Looking down at the joint in her fingers, she had more then a few worrys about her new habbit she picked up. If was taking away from her attention span this much she just might have to put it away before she got herself killed.
Decideing since the boy had not attacked her, with her Aura down he might not actually be a thread, Aura let the blade melt back into her aura. And took a step forward. "Perhapse i was to forward, My Name is Aura, obviously a mutant" she said her eyes lighting up with pride as she mentioned that she was indeed a mutant. Aura hoped the boy was a mutant, then she could see the beauity that wa shis powers.
>>"Who are you my brave friend? And are you a Mutant?"
The standard answer to that was 'No' without missing a beat; Mom made sure Gawain learned all the important lessons, including 'we don't tell people we are mutants until we know why they are asking'. That lesson, however, didn't count when you have already seen the person asking use her own mutation. Birds of a feather, and all that.
"Yup" he nodded, still grinning.
>>"Perhapse i was to forward, My Name is Aura, obviously a mutant"
Aura. Oh sh...
Now Gawain missed a beat.
Aura, according to his friend Juka and Koga, was an evil mutant villain, intent on killing people, and almost managed to kill Juka as well. He knew that very well. He just didn't expect her to be a girl barely older than him. He also knew that saying 'hey, you tried to kill my friend' wouldn't be a good start. Survival skills, an' all.
"Obviously" he nodded, the grin fading into a smirk before he caught himself "I watched you, um, dance. Nice moves."
Now, what's a bad bad girl doin' in a pretty place like this?...
He seemed like a happy person and now that Aura was sure he was not going to attack her, at least not right away she relaxed her Aura just a bit, letting it become fainter. "It is good you are a mutant, may i ask what you can do? I enjoy seeing the beautiful gifts of other mutants i encounter" she said with a smile on her own pink lips. He never gave his name but he did answer the more important question, that he was indeed a mutant. "I can do many things, Like my sheild and this" she said as she lifted her hand a formed the drill, then the hammer and then let it melt and form an axe until she finnaly let it dissolve back into her aura.
"Why thank you, normelly i practice indoors, as i have developed a few enemies here and there in the local human gang members" she said with a bit of laughter before walking back to her bag, and pulling out two pepsi's, tossing one to the boy as she did. Opening her own, by extending her aura on her ring finger and lifting up untill it opened, removing the joint she took a drink and offered the boy some of the smoke. "Don't know if ya smoke, but i figure i should offer" she said maintaining her smile, looking quite innocent.
Aura flattened out her aura on her shoulder and set the can on it, then made her Aura rise around it a few inches to keep it from spilling. "i can be quick to react, it's a harsh world out there after all" She went on stretching as she walked closer to the boy, maintaining her Aura mostly out of coution. Yes he was a mutant and that should mean she could trust him, but even some mutants were fools and could attack their own kind either out of misguided feeling for the humans or just theft. "I don't beleive i got your name or what you like to be called, or i could just make something up" she said with some friendly laughter.
>>"It is good you are a mutant, may i ask what you can do? I enjoy seeing the beautiful gifts of other mutants i encounter"
Good, that was actually good. Gawain started to suspect this girl was one of those mutants-above-anyone-else types that can get crazy and violent with humans, but she wouldn't hurt a mutant right away. Unless, of course, he attacked her. He didn't want to attack her.
"I'm a human shifter."
>>"Why thank you, normelly i practice indoors, as i have developed a few enemies here and there in the local human gang members"
Wonder why. Gawain watched the display of powers. It was really impressive. And looked positively deadly. No wonder Juka was so afraid of her. He caught the pepsi and opened it, but shook his head at the smoke. He could smell the distinct smell of the joint. So she wasn't only deadly and weird, she was high too. Oh yay. Gawain couldn't help but smirk.
>>"I don't beleive i got your name or what you like to be called, or i could just make something up"
Grin. "Why don't ya make somethin' up, then." he arched an eyebrow at her and sipped his drink, his eyes never leaving her face. She was interesting. In a weird, scare-the-heck-outta-everyone way. Somehting in the back of his mind was telling Gawain to run for it, as well as reminding him Twyla would kick his @ss if she found out.
"Wow, that sounds interesting, so you can change into other people then?" she just her curiosity genuine. That was a power that could be useful as well, even if the boy could not replicate powers you would not have to with such a power. You could simply kill humans in their sleep without them ever knowing and assume their life's, or even take positions of power without anyone blinking, a mutant like that could do so much good. "A gorgous power like that could do so much good in the world" she said even as she finished the pepsi and let her Aura return to normaal..
Forming a blade she jammed it in the bottom of the can then in the can formed a saw blade and cut open the can starting at the botum and moving the blade around the the can keeping the distnce between her cuts slim so the can took on the look of an according before she threw it away into the nearby trash. He offered to let her make a name for him which was unusual but she did end up calling people by their powers anyway and so she looked him over and considered his power. "Can is ee what you can do?" she asked curiously as she considered a name. "I tend to recall people by what they do, it was part of my training back in the woods in canada" she said.
"Ah you dance as well, thats good" she said with an excited smile flicking the spent joint to the ground. "I Like to have partners in my dances, like frog boy or Bubbels though i am pretty sure they did not have the same appreciation for it that you do. You know anyone at the mansion? I only ask because i do hope bubbels recovered from our dance, he was a fool but one of us" she said honest;ly, and that really had been all that prevented her from killing him. "I mostly dance with humans but that gets boring, their all the same, just a gun" she said shaking her head, her dislike of humans obvious in her voice. Aura had no idea their ideas of a dance was entirely different from one another.
>>"Wow, that sounds interesting, so you can change into other people then? A gorgous power like that could do so much good in the world.... Can is ee what you can do? I tend to recall people by what they do, it was part of my training back in the woods in canada"
Canada. Woods. Gawain was busy making mental notes on that one. "Makes sense" he nodded; people tended to call themselves by the abilities they had. That's what some call mutant codenames, and stuff like that. "Um... I'd rather not show you right now. It's a, um, long process, and I'm not really comfortable with it yet." Let's leave it at that.
>>"Ah you dance as well, thats good. I Like to have partners in my dances, like frog boy or Bubbels though i am pretty sure they did not have the same appreciation for it that you do. You know anyone at the mansion? I only ask because i do hope bubbels recovered from our dance, he was a fool but one of us. I mostly dance with humans but that gets boring, their all the same, just a gun"
Gawain swallowed. What the heck have I gotten myself into this time?... Yes, she was the same girl as the one who attacked Juka and Koga (frog boy? neat.). And apparently her fighting stlye didn't only look like dancing, she thought of it as dancing too. Gawain had to admit he liked the idea.
"Yeeah, I think the bubble guy is fine." he nodded cautiously. And yeah, he's a fool but one of us.
"I used to dance on the streets, jus' for show" he admitted, looking at her "Not quite the same dancin' ya do, but... well, I like it a lot." he smirked "'tis about the moves, an' how creative one gets with them. I usually dance with music though." he added with a grin.
"a shame, i enjoy seeing mutants use their powers, their is nothing more beauitful" she said and she was a bit disappointed, She had never seen anyone shape shift before, while not them selfs. Stick man did with wood and the like but she was pretty sure that was an entirely different process all together. "I had to get good with my powers and quick, after my parents abandoned me to be caged, i was rescued to help in Miracle's fight against the human labs running genetic testing on mutants, back then you either got good with your powers or you died from the constant gunfire and morter rounds" she said trying to explain why she had obtained her level of control so quickly. Death was a very good motivator.
"Good, good, im glad, i called the human scumbags to pick him up so he would live, but i had to leave, before the cops arrived, I killed a few gang members and he did not approve, so we danced and i won. " she said simply and to her mind thats really all that had happened. SHe ahd tried to kill some flies, he had tried to stop her she won. SHe did want to dance with bubble man again though and so was quite happy he had lived, had he died it would have been sad and murder, but sometimes things happened that were just accidents.
"All forms of dance are the same at their core, at least my old master told me so. Battile has a rhythm was must fine to survive and one must be creative or become predictable and be killed. As for Music i have not heard top much of what people listen to here, training to protect our kind comsumes almost all my time" she said honestly and it did, from the time she woke till the time she went to sleep Aura was usually doing something with her powers, much of the time combat training either on the streets or in the sanctuary.
"Becides if i train then my mind can not dwell on all the friends i have lost a long the way. My first leader and everyone who fought with us wound up dead, my first indication we were even being attacked was when my best friend took a mortar to the chest while sleeping" she said, looking a bit sad as she mentioned her fallen comrades, and explained realizing this might be out of place only after she bagen explaining. "I Only lived becuse our hosue fell on me and my Aura kept me alive, i then walked here" she went on figuring she had already went this far with it.
Gawain's hand with the pepsi in it stopped halfway towards his mouth. Probably for the better, because if he drank while Aura talked, he would have choked on it. Holy crap on a cracker.
That little story about how Beauty became the beast explained a hell of a lot. At least Mirror got 13 years of nearly perfect childhood before he was ab... left alone.
"That... sounds like a lot of crap to deal with." he nodded sympatetically "I'm sorry. I... lost my family too. I'm still lookin' for them."
No wonder the girl turned out to be some psycho killer mutant. Even though she seemed to have her own weird code of honor, and apparently she didn't harm Juka on purpose. Or, rather, didn't aim to kill him. Very, very confusing.
"Is that all ya do? Train an' fight... er... dance?" he shook his head "Geez, girl. Ye should really go out sometimes. Try other kinda dancin'. Y'know, the kind that doesn' involve, um, killin' people. For fun."
"With luck you can find them, do you still recall what they looked like? I May be able to help" Aura asked as she did not recall her own parents even slightly. She was fairly sure her parents were alive but she would have had no way to find them and they were humans anyway so why would it even matter. "It's ok though, it's all part of being a solider, it is sad i mean, but soilders die in the dance all the time and one day i will to" she said though their was no sorrow in her voice about her own death, it was simply a fact something she knew would happen, simply by occupation.
"Well yes, if i train, i will get stronger and if i am stronger i will not fail my friends again and watch them die as well as being able to protect our kind from being injured. A few weeks ago me and friends had to protect mutant children from being killed for the crime of being born" she said shaking her head. "But i try not to kill people, just animals, like Humans. But i don't kill just to kill, many times i use their bones to construct furniture, Miracle figured a solider needed something to do while not fighting" she said with a smile as if this information should be normal.
"For the first two years after i was rescued, that's all we did, train for fourteen to sixteen hours a say, listen to a four hour sermons and go to bed, assuming we were not attacked of course." she said witha s hrug before an idea hit her. "I would not mind trying your form of the dance however, i am rather lmied in things outside of my given profession." she mentioned curious to see how this mutant danced, she figured she might ewven learn a few things from him.
>>"With luck you can find them, do you still recall what they looked like? I May be able to help"
Gawain smirked at that. Of course he recalled how Mom looked like, who wouldn't... oh. "Yeah, well" he answered with a half shrug "I don' really know who my father is, an' Mom's a human shifter like me. Kinda tricky to find." Only a matter of time.
>>"But i try not to kill people, just animals, like Humans. But i don't kill just to kill, many times i use their bones to construct furniture, Miracle figured a solider needed something to do while not fighting"
Gawain winced. Congrats, kiddo, ya're talkin' to a girl who kills people and makes furniture out of their bones. Ya're officially out of your f*** mind.
>>"For the first two years after i was rescued, that's all we did, train for fourteen to sixteen hours a say, listen to a four hour sermons and go to bed, assuming we were not attacked of course."
Right. Some people still stick to the classics. Train children with powers to become superhuman soldiers, brainwash them, turn them into... People who make bone furniture.
Gawain wondered at what point does this kind of training make the mental and emotional damage permanent. He was damn sure Aura was way past that point, he was just curious by how much.
>>"I would not mind trying your form of the dance however, i am rather lmied in things outside of my given profession."
"Yep. I can see that." he nodded, biting his lip.
Run like hell, kid.
"All right, here's what we're gonna do. You..." he looked at the girl, fishing out an mp3 player from one of the pockets on his cargo pants "... get music. And we dance. No powers, no blood. It's..."
Does she even know what fun means?...
"... it's an excercise. Show me some moves."
And please don't kill me in the process.
"And then, I'll show you the other kinda dancin'."
"well that's good, at least she is a mutant. Mine were just humans but i don't recall them very well anyway, except when they let me rot in that cage when my powers first emerged" she said her voice growing darker as she mentioned her own parents. This was about shifty here though so she brought the subject back to his issue. "a human shifter would be tough.......you could try finding a mutant that has a good sense of smell though" she said thinking it might help them at least know if they were close.
"I can do that, i think" she said thinking to herself. She honestly believed she could, though it did seem weird for him to request she not use her powers, but she guessed if one was dancing with others it made sense to get a feel for them. She was unsure on how he danced so she decided to dance the way she knew how, but keep her powers in check. SHe felt kind of vulnerable without her sheild up, but she always did, she had to keep it off while walking among humans as well.
Aura began to move her feet first quickly to the left, then using them to twirl around quickly bringing her arm across her chest as she did in a sort of blocking motion before kneeling down and rolling back and sweeping her leg across the ground before putting her arms under her and pushing herself quickly back onto her feet, she stumbled slightly on the landing, but kept moving only the brief annoyance in her eyes revealing she took any notice of the misstepped landing. Her arms moved in slashing motions with the occasional punch into the air. She kept the act contained in a small area, never comming close to gawain. Her moves looked much like before but without the pink highlight.
Gawain grinned, and waited for the girl to turn on the music. One glance at the letters on the mp3 player told him what she was going to listen to. The music started in his head at the same time as it started in her ears; most of the songs he listened and danced to so many times he could replay them for himself quite accurately.
He watched as Aura started to move, tapping the rhythm with his foot. She was not using her mutation, but the moves were still quite unique, and almost perfect. She really looked as if she was dancing.
After a few minutes, Gawain started mirroring the girl's movements. He was naturally good at that, and observing her made it easier; he followed the moves until he was almost comfortable with them. It was not easy, but it was fun. She really did know how to move in a fight. Um, dance.
After another few minutes, Gawain chainged a half step in his rhythm; now instead of mirroring Aura, he was doing moves, hits and block, that lined up with hers, as if in a well thought out coreography of a fight. He got closer too, sending a kick or a hit her way occasionally. He didn't really aim to hit her; it was just part of the dance. But now as he got closer, it definitely looked more like a fight...
All right, so, looks like I'm having fun with this. Should I be worried?...
Aura watched as mirror began to mirror her movements, which was interesting, perhaps their was more to his dancing then she thought. As she kept moving she watched mirrior as well, then he began useing simmeler moves, but no longer was she looking in a mirrior, no he had learned and quickly. She was actually quite impressed with the skill he was showing. SHe began doing the same, mixing up her moves more.
Aura barely heard the music as she focused on matching mirrior with their dance, looking up she saw something out of the corner of her eye, keeping with the movements of the dance, her eyes focussed on th end of the alley, where two people appeared and began moving toward them, they looked rough, ripped clothing and unshaven faces, each had a baseball bat in their hands' Aura smiled at this a sshe stopped her dance and pointed behind mirrior.
"All right you two, were gonna' solve your little issue" the first one said with a laugh as he moved within ten feet of them, believing he was just robbing a girl and a boy fighting, most likely homeless, though well dressed for that.
"now the real dance begins" Aura said and smiled as one of the men came close to her tapping his bat against his hand, still quite unaware who she was. He demanded her money, Aura cared littile about money but said no anyway and then spit on the man. Angry he came down with the bat on her, aiming for the crown of her head to knock he rout, but Aura's aura flared pink, covering her body in moments forming a sharp slope on her head, which split the wooden bat in two though Aura was forced to her knee by the strong man, she formed a hammer and struck the man in his chest.
"You got fluffy?" she asked mirrior without looking their was something odd about this man, he should have fallen, been writhing in pain, she was sure the blow would have broken a rib. Backing up a few feet, she formed a drill in her hand, this time she would go for the kill, the look on her face, betrayed her concntration, displaying the fun she was having. "FIlthy Human scum" Aura growled as she moved on the man she had began fighting, shaving her drill in his stomach, spraying blood all over the alley.
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