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.
Emerald took care of the other claw by leaping ontop of it and digging her fangs into the main curcits, of course this made her get electricuted and thrown across the room, but it was indeed worth it.
She got up and looked over at Daria as if telling her that something else was comming.
Posted by ladyspade on Jun 16, 2006 9:21:18 GMT -6
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And speaking of electricution....
From the sides of the room four metalic arms moved forward. At the end of each was a hand, the fingers were sharp, sharp knives, almost as sharp as Daria's claws.
They made metallic swishing noises as the moved up and down. Suddenly one hand darted tward Emerald from the side. (( and i must go now. bb tonight. chow..i mean ciao. haha))
Through all this, Cassiel lay forgotten on his table, mustering his strength. His power let him control his nerve impulses to a degree, usually he used it to deaden his pain. Today, though, he was using it for a much different purpose. From the instant the knife stabbed into his hand, he began doubling the impulses sent from his pain receptors, the pain acting as a catalyst to produce adrenaline, helping him counter the effects of the drugs. Given the sheer amount they'd pumped into him, that was no small task.
Still, he managed it. His mind finally cleared... and it was angry.
The bindings around his arms and legs ripped loose, and the knife slid itself from his hand. He felt the pull of his astral self, the Avenger, already ready to be let loose from his encounter with the lingering astral imprints of the dead mutants, and gladly surrendered himself to it. His eyes blazed blue, his astral wings spread, and two swords of psychic energy materialized in his hands.
"Both the dead and the living are crying for justice and your blood," he hissed. "Prepare to have it delivered to them."
((anyone want to tell me where I am now in relation to Daria and Emerald?))
Emerald saw the hand comming and darted quickly out of the way but not before the claw grabbed her left back paw. She let out a feral snarl as she attempted to rip through the metal with her fangs.
Posted by ladyspade on Jun 16, 2006 16:19:18 GMT -6
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Daria was about to help as the knives dug into Emeralds hind leg but another came at her and she fell back, the claw sticking into the floor right between her legs.
She slid back, then moved forward on all fours, her claws unsheathing and flexing, ready to strike. Her ears twitched as somthing swooped through the air behind her- before she could react the claws dug into her back, leaving deep lashes.
"REOW!" she cried and hissed loudly before swiftly turing and cutting the claw off with one swipe. It hit the floor with a heavy thud. One down, three to go.
The wolf girl let out a ear percing howl as she used her fangs to rip the claws out of her hind leg. She felt blood pooling on the floor around her but she didnt really care. She made her way over to Daria looking at the other two claws threatingly.
When one came slamming down on the floor Emerald jumped clumsilly out of the way as and then leap on the claws arm, however this this time it managed to throw her off and into the other claws grasp,
"AROOO!" She Howled as she struggled against its grip
Posted by ladyspade on Jun 16, 2006 16:38:32 GMT -6
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The smell of blood overwhelmed Daria's senses for a minute and she leapt clear over the claw of one arm and ripped it off. Turning her attention to Emerald, although her own back was bleeding profusely she chased after it as it raced to slip into the wall again..carrying Emerald with it.
Daria caught it just in time and clamped down on it with her teeth, hers weren't strong enough so dug her claws in as well. The claw sparked and slowed to a stop releasing its grip so that both girls fell to the floor in their own blood.((G-moded a little it, sorry.))
There was a cold voice rapidly approaching from the door.
"NO!" it shouted, and the claw that had held Emerald was yanked open just as it tried to make another grab at the girls.
The debris traveling behind him was a testament to the floor Cassiel had smashed through to reach the hallway he was flying down. He paid no attention to anything but what he percieved to be the greatest threat to the two... namely the metal hands. With another telekinetic yank, the metal claw was ripped apart.
Posted by ladyspade on Jun 16, 2006 16:55:47 GMT -6
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Daria smelled a human and quickly got to her feet. The steroids in the collar were running through her system and healing her wounds as she went. She sauntered towards him like a panther stalking its prey.
Cassiel's voice seemed sad as he considered Daria. "A perversion like this should never be permitted to touch you," he said quietly as he waved his hand. The vial of steroids on the collar shattered, and the collar unclasped itself. Another wave of his hand and Emerald's collar reacted the same.
"Daria?"[/color] Mike wasn't sure just how aware Daria was right now, or how much she was running on instinct. He was willing to bet, though, that a little bit of Daria was left conscious, even if she was in a primal fury.
Michael dodged faster than should have been possible, throwing himself out of the way with his telekinesis. Daria... this isn't you, you can fight this...[/color] he thought to her, watching her thoughts and her movements warily.
Posted by ladyspade on Jun 16, 2006 17:14:18 GMT -6
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Daria was locked in on his scent, not his scent but the scent of human flesh. It was so strong she could almost taste it, almost hear the blood coursing through his veins.
But she could also smell his colonge, the scent that she had breathed in at nights sprawled next to him on the bed, on lazy days sitting on the grounds or that first day they had met as he flew her in the air, had her cradled in his arms.
She had been steadily approaching him but she paused for a minute...as if thinking. She cocked her head to the side and emitted a noise close to a mew.
You're stronger than this, Daria. Your body is your own, not a drug's.[/color] He stepped forward, holding a hand out to stroke her face like he usually did... though he wasn't stupid, he was ready to block an attempt to bite him, in case he triggered an impulse to bite.