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.
Hot raged the battle for high ground. Factions formed and allegiance spread thin among the young. Defending treasure just wasn't as attractive as making mud pies to some.
"Se south! Watch ze net!" From the clear plastic bubble, Jude could see some new kids fresh from the swings on their way. He dabbed at his forehead and pressed his cheek against the sun warmed plastic to track their progress.
"Defend the treasure!" The cry went up among the pirates.
"Hoist the sail!"
"Yo ho and a bottle of yum!"
The top of the slide held their treasures: A heart shaped rock, the first yellow leaf of late summer and about 2 dollars in change that they panned out from the pebbles under the wooden play structure. One boy used the wheel attached to a wall to "steer," though if he had really been driving their boat like that they would have capsized by now.
There was a cost to enter their "boat."
"You can't come up here unless you have treasure." A girl with more hair pulled loose from her pigtails than was contained in them informed the newcomers as she shook the net hard enough to make it hard to climb.
Ghost's white hair bobbed among the other mothers and babysitters on a group of benches nearby like ocean's froth.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Aug 14, 2010 23:23:52 GMT -6
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As Palmer stood guard at the top of the blue spiral slide, he heard a few bumps from below. Somebody was trying to climb up! "Who goes there?"
A red-headed girl in striped long sleeves revealed herself as she neared the end of her climb. She looked older than the seven-year old. "So, ye be callin' yourselves pirates." She wasn't asking him a question.
"Yeah, we're pirates." This earned him a sneer.
"Ahoy, then lad. I needs to talk to yer cap'n, mind if I be comin' aboard?"
She sure had the voice down, but that neither changed the rules nor softened the blow to his piratical pride. Lad? He couldn't have been a year or two younger than her! "Can't do that. You need to give us some treasure if you want on the boat... arr." The hastily added 'arr' definitely made him sound more like a pirate.
With a melodramatic sigh, the girl's hand dove into her pocket, and retrieved a coin the likes of which he had never seen before: silver around the edges, with a golden disc in the center, it was labeled '2 Euro.' "A silver and gold doubloon, picked from the pocket o' the King hisself." The 'King' in question being the loud foreigner from whose pocket the coin had fallen while Kaitlyn was on the subway. She only had to pick it up, no thievery required, but nobody needed to know about any of that.
The seven-year old snatched the coin from the girl's hand, and pretended to inspect it closely. He was impressed."Okay, you're in." He reluctantly scooted over to make way for the new addition to the pirate crew. And that was this was the last girl that was going to join, if he had anything to say about it. It was bad enough that he had to put up with his sister, whose pigtails he had greatly enjoyed messing up earlier that day.
"All right, you scallywags!" Kaitlyn shouted as she ascended onto the platform. "Who's the cap'n o' this crew?"
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
The thin, high voice sailed over the sound of scuffles for the bridge. Captain? They didn't really have one. Everyone was sort of just playing—
"I'm the cappen." The boy that stood up to the girl was bigger and older than most on their ship. Probably why no one had bothered explaining what cap'n actually meant or was spelled. That was the boy who had been steering. Jude lunged for the wheel to make sure they didn't stray off their imaginary path.
"What's that?" The big boy made a lunge for the girl's treasure. Jude's palm made a direct line to his forehead.
"Can't you see she iz royalty?" He called down from the steering wheel. It was the first thing that came to mind that might keep the oaf's hands off of the delicate flower amongst their sweating deck hands. Jude bowed a low sweeping bow as if he had a large feathered hat that he was motioning with.
Maybe it was the high ground, but suddenly he had the whole boat's attention. "If she has ze King's coin of his pocket, she must have known ze King. What iz your name, Princess?" And how did she come across a Euro?
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Aug 17, 2010 23:15:52 GMT -6
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Did the captain ask why this girl wanted to see him? Did he welcome her aboard? No, on both counts. Instead, he tried to snatch her doubloon right out of her hands. Kaitlyn tried to keep it away from his reach, and he kept trying to reach for it. "It's a doubloon I took from the king. Quit it!"
>"Can't you see she iz royalty?"
Kaitlyn turned to look at the helmsman with the awesome accent. Who's he talking about? Me? The boy's bow was answered with a quizzical look from the girl, as well as the captain and several other members of the crew.
>"If she has ze King's coin of his pocket, she must have known ze King. What iz your name, Princess?"
That earned him a smile. She was a princess now. "Kaitlyn. What's yours?"
Thankfully, the captain had decided to stop trying to grab her coin. Now, what could she do with her new title? What do princesses do on pirate ships? The kid stood deep in thought for a few moments, weighing her options.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
"I am your humble servant Jude, Princess Kaitlyn." His rolling accent made everything sound luxurious and plausible in pretend land. The fact that she was smiling was good. Had she been too much a tomboy, she may have rejected her title and her throne and then they might have had a real fight on their hands.
"Zat coin is hard to come by here. Are you far from home?" Jude had turned back to the faithful steering of this vessel. He would take them toward the north star or the moon that hung ghostly between clouds in the afternoon sun.
The plebeians below, at a confused order from the "cappen," went back to their various works. One swabbed the deck, some had taken over Jude's post as look out, but most went to the perimeter to ward off those without proper admittance. No one seemed to have a proper argument to counter act the declaration of princess.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Aug 22, 2010 21:04:30 GMT -6
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His name was Jude, and he described himself as her 'humble servant.' Kaitlyn now had a self-proclaimed servant with an exotic accent. She smirked, leaning on the railing that the steering wheel was attached to. As a princess, she was entirely above doing something as brutish as... pirate-stuff. Thus she excluded herself from helping the crew with their various swashbuckling duties.
>>"Zat coin is hard to come by here. Are you far from home?"
"...Yeah." The girl had to take the subway to get here. Anything further away from the Sanctuary than walking distance qualified as 'far from home.' And the money was just play money, right? She couldn't use it in any vending machines, so it probably wasn't actually worth much.
Now, what could a princess do on a pirate ship? Furthermore, why would a princess even be on a pirate ship in the first place? Leaning over the railing, she watched as dramatic battles unfolded around her, trying to assign meaning to the conflict.
Inspiration struck! Kaitlyn leaned in and whispered: "Jude, you said you were my servant, right?"
"Well, I stowed away on this ship so I could be safe from the evil king, my dad. But I didn't know the ship I chose would get attacked by sea monsters." She pointed at a group of kids who were trying to climb the rock wall thing, shouting that they just wanted to use the slide. The pirates in charge of defending the rock wall had little pity to spare. "If those sea monsters get on the ship, I'll need to run away to somewhere safe. But you have to come too, to protect me from the sea monsters. 'Cause you're my servant."
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
"Sacré bleu! Ze are gaining! We must get you to safe!" He put his body between the horrible, multi-headed sea monster and his princess.
"I must steal you away for your own good. Down slide, madame! Go down!" And, well... if they happened to take all the treasure with them, that wasn't really their fault. They needed those coins, leaves and rocks to survive in the cruel, cruel world outside the pirate ship.
After Jude's pockets were stuffed and jingling he motioned for the lady to slide first. He was zipping toward the bottom of the metal slope just as someone cried from atop the boat "Hey! The treasure!"
"Run!" And just like that the game of pirates turned into a game of chase.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Aug 23, 2010 21:19:05 GMT -6
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As Jude gallantly threw himself between the princess and another group of kids, Kaitlyn took a moment ro realize what was happening. They already needed to abandon ship, since they were being overrun by horrible sea monsters! Cue melodramatic gasp.
The girl was just about to start down the slide as told, but when Jude started helping himself to the treasure, she decided to grab a few leaves for herself. One of the wonderful things about being royalty was being entirely above the law.
Once the duo had escaped the pirate ship, the pirates were quick to react. Shouts of "Catch them!" and "Get the treasure back!" echoed throughout the playground while children mobilized themselves to give chase. Kaitlyn and Jude needed to get away, and fast. "Follow me!" the princess ordered her servant, attempting to lead him out of the playground area and onto the trails of central park. If they were fast enough, they could probably lose the pirates on the road.
Kaitlyn, unlike many other children, wasn't accustomed to staying within sight of some type of babysitter.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
His lady said follow so he did. Down paths so dense that the trees touched over head and the brush reached out and tried to pluck at their clothes and hair.
There were shouts and then shouts of older women and the chasing ceased. The mommy brigade had called their swarm home. The plan had worked. "You are smart for your age." Ghost would likely be worried, but they could circle around back and surprise her if need be.
Suddenly, with a hissing shush Jude grabbed Princess Kaitlyn's elbow and pulled with enough weight that even he would not be standing by the time they passed the brush line. He would try to soften any fall.
A steady rhythmic pounding grew louder as a jogger pursued a lesser traveled path. The 11 year old stayed protectively between his princess and danger.
((OOC: slight gmoding let me know if i need to edit))
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Aug 27, 2010 21:29:14 GMT -6
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Older people were shouting, and the other children stopped pursuing. Princess Kaitlyn stopped running and looked behind her, seeing nothing but a vacant trail outlined with vegetation. What's going on?
>>"You are smart for your age."
This made Kaitlyn smile, even though she was afraid that she was missing something obvious.
Jude was probably making a reference to why all the other kids had stopped chasing them. Apparently, that big group of adults by the benches wanted to stop the kids from going... somewhere. Were they in some sort of off-limits part of the park? Whatever the case, asking would probably make the princess look bad. For all intents and purposes, everything was going according to plan. The rest of this amorphous "plan" would just have to get made up as they went along.
Sh!
Twigs broke under the weight of the two falling children, while the leaves of adjacent bushes rustled in protest. A jogger jogged by, blasting his ears with music from a tiny mp3 player. Jude looked prepared to chivalrously protect her from the nearly-deaf creature.
With the potential threat once again out of sight, the princess whispered, "Do you think they're still following us?"
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
"They will always pursue you, princess. You must be looking at all times for zey chase you in ways you will not expect." Jude helped himself up and then offered his princess a hand. He looked around for inspiration of where their story went next.
A branch dangled from a nearby tree, a perfect weapon. It didn't want to come free so he put both feet again the trunk and tried harder. Eventually he and the stick broke free and Jude now had a sword.
"We should go back to tell my Ghost zat they didn't get us." He held the stick out in front of both of them, but waited for his lady's consent. There was no telling what monsters awaited them.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Aug 28, 2010 22:36:20 GMT -6
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So, the chase was still on; the other kids were probably just being sneaky about it. This was going to be fun. Princess Kaitlyn took her servant's hand to get back on her feet
>>"We should go back to tell my Ghost zat they didn't get us."
Blink
"You have a ghost?" Kaitlyn started walking the way where Jude was pointing before she even got an answer. It wasn't like she had any non-nebulous plans that would get in the way of her seeing somebody's ghost.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
His grin showed a row of teeth with a slightly crooked cuspid. "But of course. Don't you?" He knew this not to be true, but the look on the girl's face was priceless. And her grimy hand in his was all he needed to lead her through the perils of the forrest.
"Ha!" He hit a shrub with his stick and it rustled. He poked it specifically and its branches pulled back.
"Zis way, milady." They hadn't gone far so it shouldn't be far back, right? Somehow it seemed longer. By the end Jude had quite a few leaves in his hair and sticks and other forrest presents stuck in the folds of his shirt. They had somehow come up behind the row of parents and Ghost, white haired and slender, was standing. She was obviously trying to see where Jude was. This pleased him immensely. She had noticed.
"Come meet my Ghost. She helped me save ze world once."
Jude lulluped into the taller grass behind the benches. "Ghost!" He called to her and she turned around, surprised but still calm. She was too young to be a mother, dressed too formally to be a nanny.
"Jude, you need to stay within sight. If you can't see me then I can't see you." It sounded like something they had been over before. As soon as she was done mothering, she looked like she felt better. "Do you have a new friend?"
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Sept 6, 2010 21:09:21 GMT -6
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>"Don't you?"
Confusion warped Kaitlyn's face for a moment, but she soon regained her regal composure: "Oh, of course."
And with that, the brave servant led his princess through the thick treacherous forest, defending her from all sorts of threats along the way. That bush that Jude just thwacked with his stick sword? Obviously, this was not a bush, but a cleverly disguised, fiendish creature that surely would have eaten them if it hadn't just been slain. She kept a firm hold on his hand and followed closely, so they wouldn't get separated.
...Because it just wasn't safe for a princess to be running around by herself in such a thick, treacherous forest, of course.
She kept holding on even when they got closer to the benches.
>"Come meet my Ghost. She helped me save ze world once."
So, now he was some kind of world-saving super-hero? That sounded like a great springboard for more pretending. Kaitlyn might even be able to teach him how real super heroes operated along the way, being one herself. Because this was a pretend game, though, Kaitlyn reminded herself to look awed by this revelation. She had a questionable degree of success on that.
The "ghost" wasn't an actual ghost, it seemed; just a person who had to keep track of Jude and went by "ghost." What a name.
>"...Do you have a new friend?"
"I'm Kaitlyn," the redhead chimed in, then looked at the other kid for confirmation that they had, indeed, become friends earlier.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Jude nodded. Yeah. They were friends. They had absconded with pirate booty together. That wasn't a bond easily forged or broken.
"いい なああ—" That was so wonderful... The white-haired woman bowed slightly to Jude's cute little friend. It was so good to see him making friends with someone his own age. Ghost had been worried that the dream about the future had really changed Jude.
"I am Ghost. Jude's guardian." It was just too weird to call herself Jude's 'mom' when they were about 10 years different in age. She folded her hands against her lap and dipped her head again. "Please take care of Jude, Kaitlyn." And stay within visual range. She didn't say it, but it was in her eyes when she looked up again.
"Come on." Jude grabbed for his Princess' hand again and raised his stick toward the air. "En guard!" Now they just had to slip around the bench and see if the pirates were still mad at them...