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.
Site adaptation by Sen, Lix, and Tempest. <3
Search Party (open to all mutants not yet register
Posted by sithhunter on Sept 27, 2007 8:58:03 GMT -6
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((yeah i think that's it))
Ben chucled and brushed past the other mutants who just came in...it was completly dark in the hallways but he dident mind that much...his uncle had trained him to match his enemy in any terrain or element...encludeing darkness. Ben's hands stumbled on the box as he ran into it. "ouch...now lets see here." Ben opened the box and almost jumped back at a shower of sparks. "Frack!..ok lets try again." Ben opened the pannel again slowly and looked inside...the power wasent drained! Some kid wanting to play a prank must have cut the chord. Because the main wire was crudely cut and was giveing of a small shower of sparks. Ben reached inside and pushed the two wire's together...in a few moments the lights flickered back on...
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 27, 2007 10:26:34 GMT -6
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Neena had fallen asleep in the Danger Room, a habit she'd developed as of late. She probably would have spent the night there, however, her phone began beeping at her, to let her know it was low on battery. Most likely even that would not have awakened her, except that when the battery finally did go dead, it played that annoying little company jingle just before turning itself off.
She grumbled a bit, debating with herself whether or not to stay put. She was fine where she was, but considering her position in the chair, in the morning her knees would be sore from being propped up, and her neck would be stiff. And her rear would be sore too. Besides, she need to take a shower anyway. The final motivation came in the form of her stomach rumbling insistantly. With a deep sigh she uncurled herself and stood up. She was already stiff, she noticed as she stretched.
She exited the Observation room and headed down the corrider to the kitchen, to grab a snack. The halls were dark. Assuming someone had simply turned the lights off for the night, she blinked and activated her night vision, slipping her sunglasses on to her hair. She entered the kitchen, a yawn took hold, so her eyes were closed when the lights flickered back on. Still muttering to herself, she didn't even notice. She pulled out a water bottle and an apple, then headed back out into the hall.
She passed someone in the halls and mumbled a hello around a bite into the apple. She reached the stairs, then paused, hearing voices. She backtracked slightly, to the living room. She stood at the entryway, wondering why everyone was gathered and looking worried.
"Wha oig ob?" she mumbled around a full mouth before swallowing. It was obvious she'd just woken up; her eyes were drooped, and her hair stuck out in random directions. Another yawn grabbed her, and she stretched hard enough to crack her back a bit, then looked around curiously.
Posted by mandain on Sept 27, 2007 12:59:52 GMT -6
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Mandain let his ion go back in has palm as soon as the lights wend back on. He saw by looking at people there faces that they were relieved the situation was over. "Well now, I'm hungry, anybody got a bite here?" Mandain smiled as he looked threw the room searching for an answer. He himself was also a glad the lights were back on, not that it worried him, but he preferred the area lit.
Posted by Computer Nerd on Sept 28, 2007 16:18:19 GMT -6
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OOC: ....*sigh* OK...I am editing this board. The rules shall be posted in the first post of the thread. I will delete all of the OOC posts. When people that are involved in this post get on to find that there is quite a bit to read, they feel as though they have too little time to read all of them, so your points are not always addressed the way that you intend. People usually read the first post and then as far as they can read until they have read enough and just post or get discouraged and leave themselved lost.
Also, do not argue with a mod, you can come up with a solution that will work for both parties through PMs, but don't refuse to make any attempt to consider what TheLibrarian has to say. If this had been planned, provide a link to the planning page for OOC posts, please and don't take up this much space to post OOC in the future. Thank you and I hope that you understand what I mean.
Posted by TheLibrarian on Sept 28, 2007 17:48:08 GMT -6
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OOC: Listen I am sorry I came off strong to all of you guys. I am sorry I intimidated you all, but you have to understand that when I am on this account I may seem like a tightwad, but I am just doing this so the site will run smoothly. Thank you CN for dropping in and helping me but I did come off strong.
I am glad my points where reinstated, but I just wanted to apologize for sounding like I was demeaning you all in any way because I wasnt. I am sorry for any grief I have called you. Pm me for any questions
Sincerely TheLibrarian
"Look, I... I may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure-seeker, or a gunfighter, Mr. O'Connell, but I am proud of what I am."
Posted by fireraven on Sept 29, 2007 0:10:18 GMT -6
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Ali had been in her room when the lights went out. She waited a few minutes to see if they would come back on, but when they didn't she let out a sigh filled with annoyance and created her own light. It was just a small flame in the palm of her had but it was better than a candle.
Heading down the hallway she caught a glimpse of someone ahead of her. It looked like it was possibly another female so Ali followed and was led to the living room area. There were several of the other mansion occupants standing around or huddled with one another.
"What are you all doing in here, telling ghost stories or something?"
As Mandain was still waiting fore somebody to reply on his question he heard somebody coming down from the stairs. There she was again, Ali, the girl who lit his fire.
"What are you all doing in here, telling ghost stories or something?"
Mandain was still looking at her like he hasn't seen her in ages, in fact it was only one day but seeing her again made everything good again.
"I only got down for something to eat" As he said that he was rubbing his tummy and smiling
Finding her way around in the dark wasn't a problem. Having cat eyes was a big plus in situations like this. I wonder why...the lights turned back on...oh nevermind. Nika could hear voices coming from the living room area. It sounded like Raina and Michael and some others.
Rounding the corner she saw more people than she had thought there were. "Hey guys, was I missed?" She said with a big smile.
Posted by Rupert Kelley on Sept 29, 2007 10:06:08 GMT -6
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Calley
The rain pelted down Rupert’s hair, trailing down the nape of his neck, and under his Kevlar vest. He shivered slightly, but it wasn’t from the rain or the chill to the night that came with it—he glanced over to the NYPD officer running with him on his left, and grinned. The man grinned back at him.
A flash of lightening shocked light onto the scene. Xavier’s Sister School was surrounded. They’d worked in a rapid fashion to loosely encircle the place; now, as if the lightening bolt was a cue, the circle was tightening. NYPD officers and National Guard advanced together as if they were mere extensions of each other; it seemed that for every officer present, two Stalker bots moved forward, as well. And that was only the visible ones--Rupert had knew that some of them had cloaking devices installed and activated. It had taken days of planning and coordination to set up, and five well-oiled minutes to position; it took exactly thirty seconds to execute. The amount of time it took a grown man to cross the Institute’s sprawling lawn.
Around the Mansion, on all sides, glass windows were shattered, wooden doors reduced to splinters. This was no friendly visit, and no joke. This was a raid on one of New York’s largest mutant strongholds. They hadn’t submitted themselves to registration: they were going to be an example to the rest of their kind.
Rupert himself entered through the fractured remains of the front door, in a steady river of officers and bots. He veered off of the main hall, staying with the stream who would search the main floor as others run upwards and downwards on the large, elegant staircase. Immediately, shouts of discovery, capture, and resistance cracked and rolled through the air. Rupert himself was on a mission: Emerald Lupin, and her sister Ruby. Two days ago, he’d personally called the D.A.’s office to get Emerald cleared of her murder charges from the years she was under Fusionist’s control. He’d like the younger Lupin sisters to live long enough to appreciate that. He held no delusions about tonight: they’d just started a war. There would be casualties, on both sides. That’s why he would personally secure the Lupin sisters.
More officers and Stalker bots washed into the Mansion, as if they were an extension of the thunder storm raging outside. Even seeing the future wouldn’t prepare a freak for this.
((ooc: Ground rules for using the NYPD & National Guard in your posts: 1) These are well-armed, well-trained, highly determined officers—not push-overs! Have fun, make it a challenge, and be realistic!
2) If you’re tossin’ around cops like a salad... I am so intervening with some non-faceless officers who’ll give you a controlled-by-me fight.
3) I’m sending Rupert in with a handgun, a taser, and a tranquilizer gun. Feel free to give the nice officers you RP with any goodies you want! The US Government has spared no expense to escort you to registration.
4) Please, be considerate of those of us who can’t get on to post frequently: limiting yourself to one post a day, or one post for every round of responses by myself and CyberDoc (controller of the Stalker bots), would be good guidelines.
Posted by ssj5nappa on Sept 29, 2007 15:46:19 GMT -6
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The moment Michael heard the sound of glass shattering he pulled the sword free from the makeshift scabbard. Stepping towards the doorway leading into the main hallway he motioned for everyone else to stay where they were. Reaching the door he opened it slowly, poking his head round the door.
He had a fraction of a second to take in the sight, armed men pouring in thought he shattered remnants of the door followed by mechanical monstrosities. Before Michael could even think to try and count how many there were one of the men raised his weapon and fired.
Michael staggered back into the room, the force of the bullet on his forehead knocking him backwards. “Raina,” he said calmly, “get everyone out. There are armed men along with some kind of robots and they’re shooting to kill. Go now, I’ll hold them off.”
Gripping the sword tightly in both hands he planted himself in front of the doors leading into the room from the hall. The intruders would be her in thirty seconds. By that time Raina had better get everyone else out. He would hold them for as long as he could, but he could not hold them forever. Eventually he’d be driven back, but he hoped to give the others time to escape.
Posted by TheLibrarian on Sept 29, 2007 16:34:00 GMT -6
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((Presenting Emmy thinking as a wolf rather than rationally as a person!))
Emerald growled when she heard the windows break and the doors fall down. The She wolf caught so many diffrent scents she didnt know who to chase first. She got up from her seat, not noticing her little sister get on her back, right when she morphed into wolf form. The younger girl was in her fox kit form, holding onto the older girl's scruff for dear life.
Emerald sniffed the air some more, waiting to catch a new scent and when she did, she barreled out of the living room towards it.
Ruby held onto her older sibling, hoping she wouldn't notice her comming on her half shame!ed treck into the hallways.
The wolf skidded to a stop, ears laid flat upon her head and her lips curled into a snarl. She watched one of the national guard members beat on the shield he held infront of him, not looking intimidated of the wolf.
The Wolf snarled again before lunging full force over to the side of the male. The national guard responded by slamming his shield into her side. The Lupine let out a bark of pain before lunging at his unguarded leg.
The National guard took his Night stick and began hitting Emerald's muzzle trying to get her to let go. Em stayed stubbornly on before something else slammed into her side.
A taser
The wolf howled in pain, letting go immediatly. She staggered about as she tried to regain her footing. Her eyes where slightly blurry from the sudden tase and before she could react it hit her again, causing another howl of pain to escape.
Emerald shook her head from side to side, trying to clear her vision, after a moment of this she lunged at the Guard and before he could tase her again a little fox kit flung herself at the taser, bitting on it hard.
Electricity poured into the taser, short circuting it then Electricity streamed through the man shocking him, causing paralyzation almost instantly.
Ruby watched as the man fell down before she morphed into human form, along with her older sister.
Without words, Ruby went with Emerald over to the bathroom nearby, helping her get a glass of water. After Emerald drank it, she felt a bit reguvinated and stronger than she was. Almost like the tap water gave her a bit of a power boost.
"Ruby you should go." Emerald growled at the fox girl.
"Emmy we have been seperated once before dont let us be seperated again, Im staying with you no matter what. These guys are stronger than the last people that invaded the mansion." Ruby responded, walking with her sister down the hallway, back towards thier room.
"I know, thats why we get what we can, get whoever we can and get the hell out of here. " Emerald responded, running with Ruby back to thier room
James stood up and walked tor wards shield "He is right, get out of here now, I will stay back." The words that caught his attention most were "shoot to kill", the police did not have clearance to know that James was undercover, and he knew they wouldn't hold back against him, but they were to gung ho, shooting immediately upon entrance. Jame's knew his role now, to cause as little injuries as possible while fulfilling his mission, and avoiding getting himself shot at the same time. If it even came down to hit, he would stop them, even if it meant killing other humans.
Posted by sithhunter on Sept 29, 2007 20:51:32 GMT -6
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Ben stood up immeditly as the glass shattered. "I knew IT!" Ben cracked his neck and looked around "THAT scrapeing sound...its there dumb droid things...ive encountered them before...becarefull..some of the "Sekers" you cant see." How!? how had they tracked him!?..well that dident matter now..ben wasent going back..no matter what...he wasent going back...
"Heh you think im gonna run from a fight?" Ben chuckled and looked at the other mutant. "Ive been waitin for this...and lady's..get everyone out that you can..if ya wana stay and fight be my guest but please get some pepole out first!" Ben sad as a NYPD cop came running into the room with his rifle raised. Ben thrusted his hand foreward and sent the cop flying out the window. "Frack..nypd? Thats almost as bad as swat!"
Posted by rainewater on Sept 29, 2007 20:57:03 GMT -6
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ooc: great posts everyone!
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A crash filled the room and Raina realised instantly what was happening, though her body refused to move. She remainded motionless standing over her chair moments after Ali arrived. where seconds ago Raina had felt calmness and relief at the amount of mutants who had arrived in the room- now guilt kept her rooted to her spot.
"I led them all here... We're all in one place... And now we'll get caught." she thought out loud in complete shock.
It wasn't untill the room filled with officers and some sort of robots when Raina aknolwedged what Shield was saying. They were under attack, and it was her fault everyone was here. She needed to get people to move, and now.
Everything started happening so fast, the blur of a wolf flew by Raina as Shield jumped to the defense. Finally she snapped into place.
"Everyone get back!" she cried scanning the room trying deperatley to calculate who would hear her. "Remember, we are not murders. Defend yourselves but move back. We're getting out of here in one piece!"
It was then that a grubby gloved hand reached for her throat in an effort to silence her and pull her down. Raina say everything in slow motion- and using the agility she'd worked on with shield and Neena (ooc: I'll just assume they did get somewhere ) Raina leapt with that beautiful grace she'd often used on the ice flows, twisting her body in an eloquant movement above the person's head. It wasn't until she was above him that she realised he was an officer. Landing on the other side of him, the man would have been shocked that she was a mutant. She looked... so normal. But as a rush of his followers encircled around her and the young mutants behind her... Raina put it into overdrive.
"Ali, keep the others warm if you can, it's about to get very cold in here." growled Raina taking a defensive stance infront of the mutants.
She looked like a stunning warrior standing there, she hadn't yet seen Rupert. Her eyes were watching what looked like guns on the belts of the men in the room. She didn't know they were tranks, but she was sure they could do some damage.
In a split second Raina opened her mouth and the temperature in the room dropped dramatically. Raina was singing, and the beautiful sound in the room was shocking and breath taking- enough to make anyone stop in confusion and awe. The notes were heavy and hung in the air in an echo. She sang the notes in a loop, and with each incantation water seeped between the floor boards underneath the feet of those standing closest to her. As she changed the speed of the song the water began to freeze. Anyone taking a step would surley slip.
Next she held her hand out and sang to it. Her open palm spread filled with water that was icey cold- though her suit was doing it's job and she felt warm enough. The water began to freeze and form. Her throat was sore and horse, but she continued to sing pacing herself and trying to stay calm. She'd need everything she could right now. The ice in her hand began to weild and shape itself, and when she finished her song she was a rough looking shield made of ice.
She knew if she needed to she could sing up a wall of ice- but only as a last ditch resort.
She was unsure how many would slip on the ice she just sang up- she stood defensively not making a move keeping an eye on those behind her.