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 Derek Menes on Sept 17, 2017 0:47:33 GMT -6
Haven
Asset of Haven
Peru/darkolivegreen
Homosexual
Single
535
122
Aug 15, 2020 17:49:29 GMT -6
Green
Derek, after work at the Mansion, decided that he would head back to the Honeycomb-CO-OP to let Vix out of his room. She had been cooped up in there all day so she demanded that Derek take her out. So he did. Instead of letting her walk behind beside him, Derek scooped her up in his arms and headed to Central Park. But before she left, Derek grabbed the tennis ball from his desk so they could play catch.
The day wasn't the prettiest of days with clouds keeping the Sun's heat from getting down to the citizens of New York City. That was a good thing in Derek's mind. At least he could wear a green sweatshirt and cargo pants and not feel icky and hot. There was even a nice breeze that rustled through the treetops of the park to add to the 76 degree weather. Finding a nice spot, Derek put Vix down onto the grassy ground before throwing the ball. The fox quickly ran after it and once she had it between her jaws, came back to Derek to do it again.
They did this dance for a good five minutes before Vix asked for him to throw it further. Derek complied and when he threw it, he didn't notice that a guy was in the ball's line of movement. The green tennis ball hit the man in the shoulder, causing Derek to gasped loudly.
"I'm so sorry!" He explained, running toward him. "I am so, so, sorry! I didn't mean for the ball to hit you!" Vix, not really caring, grabbed the ball and went behind Derek to sit and rest. "Uh, I-I can buy you an ice cream cone? O-or somethin'?"
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Deleted on Sept 17, 2017 19:30:00 GMT -6
Deleted
Will was milling through the park, hands wedged deep in his pockets. He had just been studying in his apartment, needed to clear his mind, and managed to find his way over to Central Park. Of all the places he could have chosen, he chose the most-crowded, most laden with tourists park in the city. It was almost asking for trouble, particularly when one was an off-duty cop. Couldn't have chosen somewhere quieter, could he?
And what did he get for his troubles? A tennis ball to the clavicle. It rained from somewhere out of the heavens and-- tok! Got him. Just like that.
"The f***?" Will demanded, stepping back to steady himself. It didn't really hurt, but it had surprised him. Eyebrows arched he glanced towards the shouting and the approaching footsteps, a frown on his expression.
"Throwing towards the path wasn't... the best idea," Will said flatly, surveying the boy's-- what the hell was that.
"It's fine," he insisted, holding up a dismissive hand, "You don't have to." He was just a kid after all, "That's... not a dog."
Posted by Derek Menes on Sept 17, 2017 20:23:03 GMT -6
Haven
Asset of Haven
Peru/darkolivegreen
Homosexual
Single
535
122
Aug 15, 2020 17:49:29 GMT -6
Green
"Y-yeah, I figured that," Derek felt his face become hot when the man stated that throwing the tennis ball toward the path wasn't the best idea, "I do apologize. I didn't see you comin'."
>> "It's fine...You don't have to...That's... not a dog."
Derek looked behind him at the Vix, then back at the man. "...She's part of the Canidae family?" He offered. Vix looked at the man from in between Derek's legs before turning her gaze away to a squirrel that had come down from one of the trees. She obviously didn't care.
"I'm Derek. Derek Menes." He offered the man a hand for him to shake. "Seriously, I can buy you a snow cone or somethin' to make up for it."
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Will rubbed his sternum, shaking his head insistently. No, he really didn't need any syrup-dowsed ice-shavings. Too much of that and he'd be one of those fat-*ss officers who could barely fit into their patrol cars. How was that even permissible in their line of work? How the f*** did those guys chase perps? Whatever...
"It's fine," Will insisted. His baby blue's followed the fox as it high-tailed it towards the trees, breathing a sigh.
"I'd be careful about where you take your... canine... out," Will said lightly, "If a cop sees it they'll probably cite you, and take her."
He was off-duty, so there wasn't really much a point in throwing his weight around. It wasn't like the kid was hurting anyo-- well, it wasn't like the fox was hurting anyone.
