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.
He woke up at the sound of his own teeth chattering. it the wasn't that the water went cold but that he had rolled out of it at some point. He Rose to his feet and stumbled to his clothes grabbed them and made a run for his room, his blending skill only really worked in the nude and while he might possibly literally die from embarrassment. He made it to his room and was soon dressed and warm in bed with his electrically heated blanket. The remainder of the day saw him locked in his room faking sickness. That night however saw him leave throw the window again. After finding the ever present UPS truck going to or from the city He hopped a ride and was on the way to cheep side. He hopped of the truck and was almost immediately confronted by ole band aid head.
The mummy stated with more than bit of psychosis in his voice. “I warned you to not return, tonight you die.” He backed into a nearby alley way drawing Koga in with a come here motion of his pointer finger.
Koga ran his forked tongue over his teeth, cracked his neck. As he entered the alley he tossed his back pack to the side.
“Feisty are we young one?” Daimios quipped from behind his bandages. He raised his arms in what looked like a gesture to show he was unarmed and then the bandages began to unravel from his leper like arms. They danced as if they were charmed snakes.
Koga was strait fore ward with his attack. He wasn’t one to wait for scum to make the first move. This was a confrontation that was promised. He would get things going in the right brawling direction. He ran fore ward two steps and planted a foot in the man’s gut bringing the other leg’s knee up to meet his face.
It however did not meet its mark, the bandage vipers struck with precision and a practiced grace. With in moments he was tangled and floating there in front of the man. His fist lashed out and caught the man in the jaw.
Daimios spit, or would have for his mouth not being covered, blood seeped into the bandage. Koga raised slowly moved higher into the sky and then brutally slammed him into the concrete.
*ouch!*
A couple repetitions an then he release Koga to lay in the dingy pools that stagnated in the alley.
“I believe you have met my friend Kreige. He didn’t appreciate your interference last night. He has some words to say to you. Kreige?”
The water buffalo walked up to Koga and rose his large booted foot and then slammed it down. Koga barley cleared his foot before it slammed down. It would have surely damaged his ribcage. He came to knelling position and spat out some blood of his own. He was outnumbered and out classed but he was hardheaded. Could he play them against each other…or even survive. He kicked off his boots and made for the wall. As he reached the second story he found a string of loose brick that he began to launch at the pair.
Somehow the cat had batted him out of the way like a feather. He still managed to catch or be under Kat rather, she landed on him after she was safe; his hand withdrew with the quickness. His then already large black eyes widened at the “cat” that had batted him out of the way. If the tiger was being inconspicuous Koga hadn’t remained close enough to notice. He backed away with a clear look of shock on his now background colored face. His arms and any other flesh showing mimicked what was behind him perfectly.
The tiger was talking but whatever he was saying was lost as he only noted the giant white teeth that he could too easily imagine himself being picked from. Koga opened his mouth only to leave it hanging open wordless. Kat had position in between them. It liked her so, he could stay where he was no need to launch an attack. It wasn’t making fast movements.
“He... he came through the window. No one would let him in the door and he could have died in the cold.”
Her words snapped him to attention. “It wasss the firssst window I came to, that was unlocked. I intended on ssspending the night under the bed. I was only concerned with warmth, I promissse. I knew the sssecond that I wasss under the bed it wasss a foolisssh decisssion but it wasss too late…Katrina already came in at that point.” His mouth was very dry. He steadily backed away. He could deal with a psychotic cat… but if this Tiger tried to kill him, that was the game. He thought if it made a move he could be out side and up the wall. Or maybe try for a dodge and let the tiger jump out the window.
“ I am sssorry for the trouble I caused, however I can not regret my actionsss. I have met Katrina now and I sssimply refuse to regret that.”
Koga had just gotten in from a long shower and before that a night of sneaking out and fighting petty crime. He hadn’t hit anything as bad as an armed robbery, more along the lines of street crime. Muggings, rape, drug dealing. Crappy people, doing worse things, It was sickening how little respect for their fellow man some people had.. He stood there drinking from a large thermos, downing quite a bit of chicken noodle soup. He poured another batch into it and then stood by the window. That was about the time he saw a female scaling the wall in his own favorite brand of sneaking out. No shoes either! Misery loves company and if there was anything worse then being barefoot in new york he didn’t know what it was. He was tired but he was curious more than ever. Did she also share his psychotic and dangerous love of fighting crime? He threw on his coat and tossed threw his boots over his shoulder. His window opened an then closed with him on the other side. His back pack loaded with his thermos and a few military m.r.e.’s. Mre’s were military rations, but that wasn’t the important part of way he had them. Mre’s we heated ration’s you poor a bottle of water around them and then you dropped a tablet in them within minutes the water wasn’t just warm but scalding hot. Just what he needed for his middle of the night freezing outings.
He pulled a zip tie on his laces and then he was running across the mansion grounds and trying to close the distance with the female. When he got away from the house he would yell a bit and try to get her to slow down, but for now he wouldn’t get them both in trouble.
Ryuichi lay on top of the UPS truck and watched the sky. It was cold but he was bundled up, He was however wishing he didn't use his thermos for a distraction. Hot cocoa would hit the spot right now like nothing else could. He wondered if he looked as beat up as he felt. If so he would need to lay low for a week or two…or go strait to the mansions doctor. Of course that way would leave questions, questions he didn’t want to answer…though after tonight he might need to bring it up with some others. Ole bandage face was creepy! And he did say he would hurt him for fighting crime in his area…so he couldn’t be good. What to do what to do. He thought about it and hadn’t made a decision by the time the Ups truck was starting to split from where he wanted to go. He looked down the street and then steadied himself as he stood on the truck. He raised his hands and caught on to a stop light. He scurried across it and then down it.
He still had a walk ahead of him, but maybe only Ten minutes compared to the forty or so it would have taken him at the beginning. He began to jog and eventually made it to the lawn a quick climb of a tree. A hop over to the wall a tumble over that and now it was the matter of closing to the building unnoticed.
Koga made it to the mansion crawling all the way across in as much darkness as he could find. He made it to the kitchen door and went in. He made a dash for the stair case and up, up, and away to the showers. The first mirror he passed made him stop in his tracks. He looked like he got hit by a car. “ouch!” got hit and maybe ran over.
His fingers gently massaged his cheek. Yeah he would have to go to the doc…but first a hot shower. Koga set in the shower stall and watch as red and brow circled the drain. It wasn’t to long until it ran out but he stayed anyway. The best thing about the showers here, They didn’t run out of hot water. His head fell back and he passed out.
Koga simply stared for a moment. and then shrugged. He turned and began to walk away, if he wanted to pick a fight, the man could do it while his back was turned. Koga smiled grimly as he heard light footsteps following him. A bit of blood from his left nostril ran down over his lip. He wiped at it with his sleeve.
The freak behind him continued. "If you return we will have more than words."
Koga forced a laugh. " Look for me tommorow night.I will be the one knocking out sssome piece of trasssh criminal."
The man retorted. " Tsk tsk my boy, you are getting into more than you can handle. YOur display earlier was a fluke. Your return will be your last mistake."
Koga shrugged. " we'll see about that old man." he waved with his back still turned. and leaped toward a speeding fedex truck. his hands mde a connection and he lithely pulled him self up to the roof of the truck. in time for the delivery drivery to not notice and therefore not bother stopping.
The delivery man wouldn't have stopped in cheapside at this hour anyhow, bad things were happening there lately. worse then usual. people were disappearing and crooks were running wild.
Tarin and Lee = Married Arielle and Aiden =Dating Koga and Kat =Cuddle buddies. Mars and Lori= Complex relation ship Ghost and Seizure = exes (good terms)
Koga Had ran around the block back into the alley and continued toward his new home of two weeks. He would continue on until he manged to "catch" another ride heading his way. He felt like he got in a car wreck. And he looked like it too. The man's fist was abou the size of his face and had been used several times on his face. His left eye was already shades of purple and yellow and the rest of the left side of his face held the rest of the bruise rainbow. His side was sore, but he was proud of himself. the dmagae to his face would heal. But that woman not getting mugged or worse. well that was worth it a thouan times over.
He came to the begining of another alley and he began to make his way. When he heard a voice. Apparently he had chose well when he found this little piece of new yorks finest city block.
"hey kid, what brings youto my neighbor hood?"
"Jussst cleaning up." Koga spoke with a bit of residual confidence.his adreneline was still raging threw him. his instincts told him this man deserved the same treatment, but he hadn't seen him do anything to warrant a beating. He tilted his head as the man replied.
"I like the dirt on theses streets where it is. You'd do well to get the hell out and stay out." the figure stepped out of the darkness and was wrapped head to toe in bandages. he still wore a pair of pants and a coat but, other than his eyes he was covered. He looked like a thug mummy with access to modern bandages.
Koga was wrapped up except for his feet and a pair of fingerless gloves, he was about a story off the ground and watching an alley way in a rough but busy part of the city. He looked like a kid dressed to play in the snow. A pair of fur lined boots waited for him at the bottom of the alleyway. His eyes landed on a rather large man that was shifty and at the end of the alley way.predatory would be a good adjective for the man.
Koga brought the thermus back to his mouth sipping sweet choclate warmth. his black eyes noting the woman crossing the alleyway and the lack of hesitation of the thug to follow her. she was already walking faster.
He ran down the wall hoping off at the last moment and into his boots, that he would not admit to being women's. they were warm that was the important part.
He heard the man say something that contained the word "sweet thang."
He didn't even bother to rattle off a warning....who says thang? The man had her wrist. and a handful of her shirt.
It was go time.
Koga tossed the termus into the air where he was and kept runing. He launched him self at the wall to the pairs left.
*crash* the thermas and its cocoa contents exploded suprises the pair.
His hands landed on the wall and hi equall librium changed. He then pulled his booted feet up, planting them and luanched himself at the pair. He slammed into the back of the man. and imediately started to tense his every muscle aroung the mn. his legs wraped aroun the arm that was still holding the woman. and his arms around his face and throat.
It worked just like he had invisioned.
"Get out of here." he said in a desperate tone to the woman, who looked just asuprised as she did scared. a moments hesitation and she was running.
....now what?
The thugs huge fist came barreling into. and he saw stars.
*bam*
He concentrated onhis grip. just hang on.
*pow*
This was not the way it was supposed to go.
*pop pop pop*
Well atleast she got away right?
*smash*
Koga was bleeding was bleeding.
the thug finally started to waver.
*bash*
it was half hearted and the the tree timbered and he was on the wrong side. they slammed into the concrete heard.
Koga rolled away slowly. bringing himelf to his knees as fast as he could. but it wasn't nessacary. He got slowly to his feet. and walked around the corner getting a back pack. He pulled a balck permant marker out of his back pack and went back to the man.
He drew a handle bar mustache on the man and a monocle around one eye. he tore his shirt down the middle and wrote on his chest.
" I tried to hurt a woman last night and paid the price." he then pulled a bottle of vinger out of the bag and emptied it on the man.
As he went to work he heard foot steps and looked back up. it was a woman with a cop... the last time he saw a cop, the gon was a imed at him.
"jesus kid, You are a mess."
He felt like one.
The police officer checked the man's pulse and then zip tied him.
Koga held up a finger to his lips and the woman under stood and nodded, she mouthed a thank you.
The police officer looked back up to question Koga and get his information but he was already gone.
Slow motion was his current view as the cat bucked and ran from a pounce. Then Kat’s attempt to stop it.He acted as quickly as his mind could get his body too.
He was ready to take his lumps, or be cut into ribbons; the cat was right there was no expectable reason for him to be there. Terrifying death Cat and all, Koga was scared, it was a bout a second to impact but the second that the sweet girl began to trip and fall, He was diving across the room. He rolled his hip toward the teeth and claws, speed and anger. But that wasn’t his concern, It was her getting hurt over him. His arms went out and as he twisted, his arms wrapped her into awkward gentle tackle. He maneuvered under her and between the bed board. Hoping to prevent any even cursory damage to the girl. Never mind the fact that a cat claws and all was more than likely burying himself in his legs.
The cat is talking.he thought as he watched this surreal proceding. Some part of his brain wishing that he could simply be back in bed warm.the rest of it still to shocked and in awe at what was playing out below him. “The Cat isss talking!” He was still babbling a bit as he had been awoken and cornered by a talking cat. How was he supposed to know that mutants could turn into cats? And said mutant cats were apparently protective of Katrina. Not that it shouldn’t be protective.“And going to hurt me, I think.”
'Studying'?"
“Nothing like that. He... he was helping me learn the countries and the capitals for the geography test. I was going to move to the floor after he fell asleep, but I guess I fell asleep too.”
If she was explaining herself to the cat maybe he should too, no telling who this was, this could have been Xavier for all he knew.
“I apologizsse for this missster? Missster cat, I know I ssshouldn’t have been in her room itsss just that it was cold outssside and Katrina was nice enough to let me ssstay, no one anssswered at the gate or door lassst night. I felt like I was going to die from the cold…wait, Nothing like what?”
“Oh! Oh. No, I sssir. No I wouldn’t take advantage of Katrina. No.” He just kind of got quiet after that and watched and felt bad for making anyone, even a cat, think that Katrina was impure. Scandalizing Katrina, was unacceptable. His stomach gurgled in discontent. He hopped down from his perch, on the wall, sliding toward headboard. The cat could have him. He deserved it.
Hmmmm, I don't know if he is going to be much of a lover, paticularly if I go the uber lizard route. I would like to play him as an honest hero, I have trouble sticking to the good alignment, But I want to do it with Koga. I reall want to play him toward a paladin/Knight sort of justice for all sort of mindset. So hopefully Xmen. No antartica for him, I might very well go Fight for the humans in Austrailia. The kiss of death has a paticular appeal to it.simply for all the angsty reasons. And if it was Bacteria, he would probably simply need to head for the Healer dating area...or maybe that could even be a weakness for him.
luckily for me Reptile covers both of those. (LOOPHOLE!) I could also throw some aligator or turtl stuff If I wanted too...Amphibians however are the otherside of the track.
one of my creepiest ideas in there is the fracturing of the bones or becoming and gaining more joints, so that he can hold a humanoid form or go into snake mode and be all sorts of slithery. it is a good addition to the already establish constricting.
So Koga has a reptile genome that caues him to take on the more beneficial reptilian adaptations. I have listed a lot of the ones that I found interesting.
fangs, venom, scales, tail, autonomy( lose a limb, it'll grow back later defense), running on water, contortion(multipieced skullor even skeleton), dislocate jaw, claws, fast reflexes, rattle, advanced senses on tounge, lose of hearing. Shark like teeth, leaping, slow metabolism, eats big meals every month or so(instead of normal). sheds skin(dry and cool) scales make drinking water not as necessary. armor scales horns/spikes?
Now I don't want to step on toes, so I probably will avoid the venom to stay out of Iron mouths realm though it is more poison then acid. I am also trying to decide how reptiley to make him, do I go full lizard man? I want to give him his own niche and stay out of Ayesac's yard as well.
I've played with a shifty form in my head and am not sure if I it fits in my head with what I want. anywho, I was wondering if anybody had suggestions.
FP thoughts anyone? a twenty year old Koga is sure to be fun. buit the path there is making me a bit crazy.
Koga as stated previously was comfy, warm and asleep at the polar opposite of that was awake, aware, and ready to defend him self. He grumbled and swatted at something that had pricked at his throat as he came awake. Like a sleep pair of scissors the teen’s arms tried to snooze and shoo the annoyance, they had both had long nights and were recovering in only a way that adolescents could slumbernation. Teens had a long time ago perfect something in between slumber or a deep sleep and hibernation the ability to sleep through just about anything. "You," "have some explaining to do."
Koga opened his eyes ever so slightly, his subconscious looking out for him even when his conscious was to wary. Katrina had a cat. A cat that was on him….Katrina! The bed. Her body! Her scent ! Her! So very close were all of three of those things that the young man sprung out of bed and the covers knocking any small animals and possibly the proper owner of the bed out of his way. Unless of course either of them hung on. It was interesting to go from asleep to awake within less than a second. His unconsciousness was still running the show so when he leapt, and he leapt on to the wall and ran up it, it seemed perfectly normal….to his recently awoken self.
What had they done? Did they do something? His cheeks immediately flared red and he began to apologize to Katrina. The antagonist went completely unnoticed as only a house pet.
“I am sssoooooooo sssorry Kat, I didn’t mean to fall asssleep I wasss going to move to the floor after we were done,… Ssstudying.”
Now whether the Cat heard cat or Kat was not his concern as he wasn’t used to explaining himself to cats. And certainly wasn’t at the moment though if the day went much like a Mafioso would have the day go then he might get used to it before the day was out.