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.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 3, 2013 20:52:51 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Was Aurion going insane? It’s not like it was his dream. But with how upset he was, it was almost like he’d been there, like he’d experienced the dream, too. Which was impossible, unless...
It wasn't just a dream.
Aurion' claw collided with the side of her face. She didn't flinch, didn't even try to regain her balance, stumbled and landed on her side.
She wanted to blame Alister. Wasn't it his fault? Wasn't he the one who found the power booster in the first place, convinced Kaitlyn that she was saving the world? But the words would ring just as hollow now as they did in the past, whimpered to herself as she curled up in her sorry excuse for a bed, the mangled corpse of a forgotten mattress. She agreed to the whole thing. She was willing to kill Sebastian, Jill, and an entire building full of people who only meant to do good, all because of a lie.
And it wasn't even supposed to happen the way it did. It was only supposed to be one building. If she wasn't such a screw-up, she could have channeled it into the ground, stopped herself from starting a nuclear war.
"You're right," she answered softly, voice close to cracking. She sat up, holding back a sob. "It's my fault." She looked up at Aurion, prepared for the worst, feeling like she deserved whatever came next.
Aurion had expected to get blasted before his hand made contact with her. He had expected to get hit by her pressure wave when he hit her. He had expected to be rolling across the floor or flying through the air, or somehow smashed into the floor or ceiling or wall or something. He certainly did not expect for Kaitlyn to not move or retaliate. He did not expect to see her frame stumble and fall onto her side.
And that made Aurion feel like shit. Complete and utter shit. Yes he was still angry, hurt, upset, still all of that, but now he felt like an asshole too, on top of everything else. But he also felt like he should have done it. Hit her harder, killed her swiftly, mostly painlessly. He could have done that, smacked her head right off her shoulders. 'Dammit!' Why does she have to be a kid?!' Kids were, are, stupid morons, he knew that, he was a stupid moron when he was her age too. Otherwise he never would have.....
Pushing that aside he knelt down as she sat up. She sounded like she was about to cry when she spoke. 'She's still a kid.' Aurion knew that, he did, but it hadn't really realized the full weight of that. She was a mutant, she was Order. She was a kid last. That's how it was in his mind. But really, no matter what it seemed like outwardly, she was a kid first, mutant second, and Order third. And he had just smacked her, for something she hadn't done yet. Took the anger and disgust he felt towards himself and directed it at her and nearly took it out on her.
He was suppose to help, protect and keep her and the others safe, not loose control and hurt them. No matter how much they may deserve it.
Aurion wanted to apologize, but that was stupid. Because he was only partially sorry. And the thought of hitting someone then immediately saying 'sorry' always struck him as moronic. There's no way you're actually sorry if you just hit someone, you're not sorry they were hit, you're sorry that you did it, you feel guilty so you say sorry thinking you'll be forgiven and get rid of your guilt.
Instead he put both hands on her shoulders, two fingers rested on her shoulders, one on her neck and his thumbs were on the sides of her head. It wasn't a completely peaceful action, there was tension in his hands and fingers, easily felt through the contact. It would take a bare stray thought, a twitch, a muscle spasm and he'd have brain matter all over his hands. "Dammit kid." His head came down to touch his boney forehead against hers fleshy forehead.
A slight shake of his hands and her head. "You're just a stupid kid. A stupid, stupid kid with control issues." Moving his head away from her he kept his eyes on hers. "I-" He stopped realizing he was about to say he was sorry, "I...You haven't done anything yet, I can't condemn you for what you haven't done." 'No matter how...' A chill went through him. Aurion backed away from her and stood a bit. "No repeats."
Aurion may not be able to condemn Kaitlyn, but that didn't change what he was feeling inside. He had done a lot after NYC had been wiped out, along with the rest of the world, some of it he wasn't proud about, others he felt okay with, but he couldn't get past one thing. Something he hadn't thought himself capable of. Even if he hadn't actually done anything, he had seriously thought about it, that was bad enough. It had to be part of him to have considered it the way he had.
It hadn't happened yet, so he shouldn't throw himself in the pit because of it, right? That reasoning wouldn't work on himself.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 11, 2013 23:52:55 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Kaitlyn expected Aurion to crush her head, bite it off, tear out her neck, something, anything. And she accepted it. There was even a part of her that wanted it. But it never happened; just some light shaking, and an almost affectionate moment when their foreheads touched. When the whole thing was over, she was confused.
“What do you mean? I did do it, didn’t I? I mean…” she looked around, “I destroyed this whole place. I saw it.” Her eyes lingered on a middle-aged woman she saw after the blast, the lower half of her lifeless form crushed under golden door, gray concrete, rusty iron. She wouldn’t forget that face. It looked different, now: confused, but still much nicer than the dying grimace seared in Kaitlyn’s mind.
She turned to Aurion again. “Is this a dream?”
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
"Yes!" Aurion blurted the word as he turned away from her. Throwing his hands up, "No. I-I'm not sure." Growling he looked around the cafeteria to the people who were, for some reason, still hanging around. "Well? Any of you wake up from a crazy dream? Huh? New York blown up, global nuclear war? Crazy Amazons? A fighting arena, the Pit, where Ms. Liberty use to stand?" He could see that there were more than he expected nodding, blanching, reeling from what he had said. They had experienced it as well. A few even got sick and ran from the room.
"Well?" He looked at Kaitlyn. "It's not just us is it." His tone was slightly acidic with quite a bit of disbelief. He hadn't really thought that other people would nod their head or say they had, and in case there were some, he had not thought so many would have. Aurion looked up from Kaitlyn towards the wall. Somehow, magically, as if it had been placed there by some higher power, he saw a calendar. Shutting his mouth he pointed towards it.
"You haven't yet Kaitlyn." The tone of his words were very somber. "Why'd you do it?"
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 12, 2013 19:32:31 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
If this was a dream, it was getting to be a weird one, with most of the Sanctuary’s residents nearby agreeing that the last three years of her life were part of some shared dream. She still wasn’t ready to discount the possibility that she was dreaming now, though. The last time she remembered visiting an un-destroyed Sanctuary turned out to be a dream, too.
She looked at the calendar. September, 2012. It looked like she actually hadn’t done it yet.
“I thought…” She paused, considering her answer, holding back a sob. “…I mean, this kid, Alister, he said he could tell the future, and it was the only way to stop the world from ending. He tricked me.” Another sob held back. “And it was just supposed to be one building, too. I messed up.”
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Aurion shrugged then threw his arms up. "Hell Kait, maybe he can. Did you test it? Maybe blowing up that one building would have done it. But you blew up the whole damn city!"
He sighed heavily. "Does it really matter if this is a dream or not? Would it make any difference? Maybe it is, maybe we were sent back in time to before the clusterfuck. Maybe you never did actually blow anythin- blow the city up, and it was all in our heads. Just, whatever this is, don't make the same mistake. Right?"
"Maybe this time you find this 'Alister' and make his head a'splode, eh?" Aurion heard a chuckle from somewhere behind him. When he turned to look he saw that some people did not like that idea, while some thought it funny. Or maybe they thought the scene going on in front of them was funny. Aurion didn't care, we was starting to feel really really numb inside.