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 danleroi22 on Nov 7, 2006 7:04:16 GMT -6
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OOC: This is going to be a journal for Nightdream that Glare will eventually find. For now, it's just good reading material... and a good reference for me to use in the RP.
06.05.06
I can't believe the truth. I've never quite experimented with my powers before today. It cannot be true can it? No! I have the ability to influence human minds. It's incredible. Beyond belief. And I hate it.
The truth is that people hate me because of it. My parents are both gone, and I fear I shall never hear from them again. I'm alone in this dangerous world. Here in the middle of California, I'm alone. My parents brought me here for a reason. I was a girl with potential, potential to be one of the greatest stars that LA has ever known. But when they found out about my mutation, they dumped me. I haven't heard from them in weeks.
And so I sit here in this apartment, trying to make ends meet by working at the local laundromat, and hoping that other don't discover who I truly am. A mutant.
I've let my mutation get the best of me on occasion, using it to indluence others to get my way, or something to that effect. I didn't realize I had so much power, but with great power comes great responsibility. No matter. I will learn to control myself in times like these. I need someone to hang onto, to love. I need someone to love me, instead of the fear that people get when they learn of me. It's hard for me to talk without worrying someone will discover my identity.
So I sit here and wait for something to change. For something to happen that won't make me, me anymore. I'm so confused and I feel so lost. I just need someone to love me. Apparently my mutation disables that notion from anybody. Perhaps there are others like me somewhere out there?
I lie awake and still dream my dreams While life comes apart at the seams. I know not how long life will take But I find I dream while I'm awake. Take me away from this life.
I just feel lost. I can't bring myself to end it all. No that would be a waste. Though I can't say I haven't had suicidal thoughts in the past. But I can say that through it all, I realize that there i hope. Somewhere out there is hope for me. I don't know how or in what form, but I know it is there. I just have to find it.
Posted by danleroi22 on Nov 13, 2006 9:28:50 GMT -6
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06.19.06
Much has happened since my last entry, but I don't quite have time to explain everything right now. It's enough to say that I fear there is danger brewing nearby, and somehow I feel that I may be caught in it.
I live in constant fear, not knowing who or what might get me. There have been men here, asking questions, and looking for answers. I think they want to use me, they want my mutation. I have potential...
I write sitting on my bed, staring at the door nearby. I sit here because I have my best defensive position here, so if any were to come in while I write, I could defend myself.
I'm worried, about everything. I've had no contact with my parents. Nothing. I'm so far away from where I was only a year ago... why did it have to come to this.
So I wait... and hope that something will change tomorrow.... or maybe the day after that.
Posted by danleroi22 on Dec 20, 2006 10:31:58 GMT -6
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07.01.06
I was right about the danger. I haven't been able to write for several weeks because of the pain, both mental and physical. Danger swooped down and attacked me, and now I have to live with the results.
On the 21st I was in my apartment minding my own business, when I was attacked by two men. I tried to use my mutant capabilities, but they didn't work. For some reason I was blocked from being able to use them, and so the men were able to get a hold of me. They looted the apartment and then both raped me one after the other. Then they left, without a word.
They took everything of value that I had away from me. But worse, they took away my purity. I'm having a really hard time living with this. I thought about contacting the police, but they won't help a mutant. I've tried everything I can try to erase the incident from my mind... to somehow make what happened go away. But I can't...
I live with this daily. I've contemplated suicide... but that doesn't solve anything. These are very dark days.
My parents won't return my calls. They may be dead. I can doing nothing but grieve what I've lost here. My job is gone and so is my hope. I just live here to live... and it's horrible.
I have had contact with a friend in Israel. Maybe she can help me. More like an aquaintance... I did her laundry once. Perhaps she can help me? She's rich, kind, and helpful. I'm seeing about going to Israel to meet here. I might use the last of my funds to try...
