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 Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
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 Ty Fisher on Dec 7, 2012 21:15:41 GMT -6
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Ty had to smile when she pulled out the wallet. Usually he didn't take well to being one-upped like that, but in her case he'd make an exception. In all that, she'd thought to snag a wallet. All he'd managed to do was find a way NOT to use a shower curtain rod.
"Clever~" he said with a smirk. "Yeah, every time I've eaten here, someone else has bought it for me," he added, winking at her. Stepping forward, he eyed the food, trying to figure out what he wanted. "You go first, I tend to take forever," he chuckled, glancing over everything.
Tses tucked the wallet back in her boot, not comfortable putting the wallet in her actual pockets (which were all under her skirt), and kept the cash out so she could get their food. She wasn't really sure what she felt hungry for, and her eyes skimmed the menu as she tried to figure something out. Fiddling with the bills, she felt the money brush the tips of her fingers, but her palms felt nothing, covered by the gloves she wore. She finally settled on a BLT and fries. Uneventful, but still delicious.
Stepping up to the counter, she made her order, and waited for Ty to make his own. She hoped the food would be done soon. She was starving...
Posted by Ty Fisher on Dec 7, 2012 21:43:19 GMT -6
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After a few minutes of thinking and pondering over things, he finally decided on a handfull of hot-wings and a soda. Then came the waiting...God how he hated this part, as noted by the growling of his stomach.
Finally, they brought out the food, and Ty grabbed his and made his way to the table, not hesitating to tear into the chicken wings as soon as he sat down. In a flash, the chicken and the soda were gone, and he sat back, fully satisfied.
"Okay, so now that we're alone..." he began, double-checking to see if anyone was nearby. "Did you notice how the whole city seems to be hostile and in a murmur today? It's insane....Like we're attracting more trouble than usual, heh." He sighed. "I just have this feeling...like...we're about to be in some deep crap...ya know?"
When Tses ate her food, she finished off the sandwich faster than was probably ladylike. Then again, when was she ever ladylike? The only think she seemed to make her feminine was the skirts she tended to wear over her shorts. When Ty spoke, she nibbled on her fries and frowned. "I noticed that. Actually, that's kinda what started this mess. When I was in the grocery store, someone was saying something about a video of a mutant getting beat up, and they were pretty excited about it. It didn't just seem like small talk. It felt like it was big news we really shouldn't have missed."
She rubbed her forehead, a headache coming on from getting hit with the dumb apple. This whole experience was exhausting. "And I never get surprised when shit happens anymore. This city is going to hell in a hand-basket." She picked up the salt shaker absentmindedly while she spoke and sprinkled the contents slowly onto the table. Then with the tip of her finger she shaped the salt into the little flames. Then she took the pepper, made a second pile, and pushed it into the negative space, making a tiny city burning in salty flames.
It was a rather childish action, but in a way, much of how Tses acted was childish. She was rash, careless, self-interested, while still strangely self-destructive. She didn't know how to deal with people, and her powers made things worse by blowing things up in her face. She wondered how other people dealt with life. The other restaurant occupants seemed so relaxed; hanging out with friends, on dates, on business calls. Humans seemed to be strangely at peace.
"Yeah...I've been hearing about that. But I don't watch much TV so I haven't seen it for myself yet." He shook his head. "Yeah...that's about the gist of it," he said, looking at her salt and pepper drawing.
"Ya know...yesterday I was still holding onto this thread of hope that maybe...just maybe...everything would work out. That everything was as okay as it would be, and we could live relatively in peace. But today I'm starting to think otherwise..."
He scratched his head as he pondered something for a moment. "I never really was one for violence. Though you probably noticed," he gave a dry chuckle. "But looking at how everything is...that burning city you drew may be an understatement by the time this is all said and done. We gotta stick together."
As Ty spoke, he glanced up at the TV they had playing. But of course the volume was all the way down and captions were on. It was the news, but it caught Ty's eye. Pointing, he motioned for Tses to turn around.
It was a Viewtube clip, and the one that people were apparently talking about. Cops brutally beating this gargoyle-girl to death. Just the sight of it made Ty cringe, and his blood began to boil.
"So that's what they've been talking about..." he said, his voice a low hiss. Picking up the little plastic spork that came with the meal for some reason or another, he gripped it tight, thumb pressing against the head of the plastic utensil. He didn't even realize he was doing it.
SNAP! That is until the head of the spork snapped off, landing right in the middle of Tses's Pepper City that was burning in the fire of Salt.
We have to stick together... Ty's statement tucked itself into Tses's head, and she couldn't dislodge it. It made her feel uncomfortable, and comforted in the same way. Somewhere deep in her gutt, she wanted to belong and be part of something and just feel safe for once. But she didn't trust people, and didn't like the idea of her survival resting on someone else, especially someone who seemed to remind her of a puppy with his loyalness and protectiveness. Tses was the alpha. She was the tough one. She threw punches first, asked questions later. She blew open automatic doors because they were too slow. Trying to survive alongside someone just seemed difficult. At the same time, he had kept up this far, hadn't he?
As the video came on the screen, Tses felt her face pale. The entire restaurant had gone silent, and every pair of eyes gradually turned and watched things unfold. A few people whispered to themselves, nodded in approval or turned in disgust. But Tses sat unable to look away, startled by the brutality, and sickened by her own part in the unraveling of the mutant world. What if that girl was someone she had helped tracked down? What if she had been responsible for something like this? It made life seem more real, her actions more inescapable. She wasn't just skipping rocks across water, trying to keep them afloat now... she was watching them sink, the weight of her past actions heavy on her heart.
"How could that happen..." She whispered, but she thought on the fight she was in not too long ago. Police officers had died in that fight, and the mutant she was with didn't seem bothered by it. Now, the humans were fighting back. How come violence was only a mutant ability?
The plastic utensil skittered to a halt in front of Tses, and scattered the seasoning everywhere. Tses turned, and noticed the rage on Ty's face, and instantly became concerned for both him, and their safety as a whole. Luckily, most of the other customers had broke into debates about the video, and Tses reached for Ty's arm, his broken handle still clutched in his taunt hand. "Ty, maybe we should get out of here."
Posted by Ty Fisher on Dec 8, 2012 11:34:23 GMT -6
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Ty jumped when he felt her hand touch his arm. Even through his leather jacket, it meant something. He didn't know what, but he'd gathered that Tses wasn't the type who touched just anyone. Unless she was kicking them in the back of the head or something.
But Ty wasn't that tough.
Nodding, Ty dropped the broken handle with the rest of his trash. "You're right..." he murmured as he stood up, so angry at what he'd just seen that he was trembling. Then, he froze for a second as he saw two familiar figures a good distance away.
"...Yeah. We need to go. Because trouble just walked in..." His mouth said, 'we need to go,' but his body was tensed, hands balling into fists, and relaxing over and over as his teeth clenched tight. Part of him wanted to run like a scared little puppy. But he didn't move.
Ty wasn't that tough. But he wasn't that weak or cowardly, either.
Tses watched Ty's facial expressions, and something in them had changed a bit. His face had darkened, and he had a look she recognized: the look she got when she was looking for a fight, and just waiting for the chance to do something. Right now wasn't the time for such a fight, and she knew it better than anyone. It was daylight, she was exhausted, and as she saw the two figures approaching, she knew things weren't just going to stay calm.
She stood, hand still on his arm and giving his jacket a tug, eyes glancing over her shoulder at the figures. She didn't look afraid, her face emotionless, but her fingers clenched tight, her legs ready to move. "Ty, come on." She said through her teeth. They would turn any second, and she wasn't exactly the best at blending in with her almost uniform-like outfit.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Dec 8, 2012 15:36:27 GMT -6
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Ty felt her tugging on his jacket, and that semi-brought him out of his current state. Sure, he wanted a fight, bigtime. But now wasn't the time, or the place. And he knew that. "Yeah...let's get outta here..." he said, voice still more like a hiss.
Though he hesitated at first, he spun, running towards the back of the store in an attempt to get around them. He didn't run full speed because he was full, and making sure Tses was close enough to keep up. He sure wasn't about to leave her here alone. Especially not with them.
Tses let go of his arm when she felt him move, and the sudden action startled a few of the dining customers. Tses darted around tables, and behind her, she heard an angry voice cry out.
"Hey! Stop them!"
Tses inwardly cringed at the voice, diving through the store and trying to keep up with Ty. A few people started to step towards her path, and her heart began to race. She hated being indoors, hated feeling like she had nowhere to go. The building was big, but not big enough for her liking. It felt odd running from the restaurant to a grocery store, and the layout of the building only seemed further confusing as she tried to find her way out. Around stacks of cans, shoving past customers. The back of the store seemed acres away.
Out of nowhere, someone shoved their shopping cart in her path, nearly clipping Ty's heels. She made a frantic attempt to scramble over it, but her boot buckle got caught on the edge of the cart and sent her sprawling into the ground, dragging the cart down with her. She scrambled to free herself, but the massive cart of fruit and boxed food hat toppled over her in, momentarily tripping her up. It was all it took for one of the men to catch up, and grab her by the hair, yelling at her in rage.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Dec 8, 2012 16:00:53 GMT -6
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Ty felt something clip his heels, but he kept going, darting and shoving past people, even sliding between two of them and kept going as he kept sprinting towards their goal. Then...he happened to turn around.
No Tses. In the rush...he'd forgotten all about her. The man heard a familiar voice yelling, but it wasn't hers. Darting around to behind where he guessed the noise was, he saw their 'friend' holding Tses by the hair. Not far from him, his buddy was coming along behind the two. And he saw a flash of something that made him that much more pissed.
On his belt was a pistol holster. Without thinking, Ty crept up, putting his pickpocketing skills to good us as he stealthily walked behind the man, gloved hands pulling the pistol from its holding place. Then, the man turned around and grabbed Ty by the collar. Ty kept his grip on the gun, but found himself picked up and slammed against a nearby shelf.
BLAM!
The shot echoed throughout the store as Ty's gloved finger accidentally disturbed the trigger, Then, he was dropped, his would-be captive slumping over on top of him, and the glove clanged to the ground. Crawling out from under the carcass of the man, his head was spinning, and he was covered in the man's blood.
Upon closer inspection, Ty'd shot the man in the throat. Everything seemed to freeze; it was surreal. He paled, wondering what he was going to do now as people began to panic and scramble out of there.
Tses was disoriented, as everything around her seemed to fall towards disaster. She was laying in a mess of groceries, as a man was shaking her by her hair. His yelling overwhelmed her, and she clawed at his hands, fingers glimmering with green energy that was useless to attack him. She balled her hand into a fish, aiming for his his, but his other hand caught her hand in a grip, and pressed her fingers hard against her palm. Unwillingly she yelped in pain as the grip got tighter, then the man froze as a gunshot went off.
People started to scream.
Tses couldn't see Ty at first, or the other man. The one holding her turned slightly to the side, and her head got yanked sideways with his motions. He let out a yell of terror, and his grip grew tighter with his distress. Tses tried to see what was going on, but all she saw was blood and a slim figure trying to crawl away from a slumped over man.
One of the other customer's darted forward long around to grab the gun off the ground, and he retreated, shakily holding the blood ridden weapon. "Get on the ground!" He tried to say authoritatively, and his hands shook as he held it aloft. Tses panicked as she saw the muzzled pointed towards Ty, and kicked her attacker hard in the stomach. She fell, the movement finally freeing her trapped leg, and the terrified customer turned the gun towards her. "I said get on the ground!" He screamed, and Tses took one look at the weapon, and started to bolt.
"Don't just stand there, shoot!" The other man yelled behind Tses, and he snatched the gun from the terrified patrons clutches. More shots rang out, and all Tses could hear were screams and gunfire.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Dec 8, 2012 17:00:19 GMT -6
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Ty's ears were ringing as he could feel the fresh blood on the side of his face, even down his jacket, and on his hair. He took a step, but almost slid, the floor also slick with the crimson fluid. What had he done....?
He was a murderer. He'd killed a man. On accident, but what was he doing stealing a gun anyway? Then...more shots began to ring out, and he ducked behind the shelf, still trembling and pale as a sheet. Everything finally started to come into focus. The guy's friend had the gun now, and Tses was right there, not far from him.
He darted to her, grabbing her hand and only hoping she'd go with him. Otherwise they'd both be a heap on the ground. "Let's go!" he yelled, running at full speed. His thoughts were racing, wondering why he was even trying to get out of there. He'd taken a life so he deserved to lose his.
But no. He was going to get Tses out of there okay. If it was the last thing he did, she wouldn't die on his watch. There was enough blood on his hands already.
Gunfire.... why did every day seem to end in gunfire?
Tses ducked behind a self, and the bullets whizzed past her shoulder. She backtracked a few steps, closer to danger, but still trying to sort out the rest of the scene. Out of nowhere, a blood covered figure raced towards her and grabbed her hand, causing her to stumble then quickly follow darting behind a shelf as another shot missed her foot.
Fear helped Tses pick up the pace, and she pulled ahead of Ty, leading him towards the back room. She darted past a few cowering employees, shoved the back door open and breathed in the welcome air. Her legs burnt, her lungs were screaming, but somehow, she was alive. As she glanced at Ty, she slowed her pace down the back streets as she saw the blood covering his form.
"Ty, tell me that's not your blood." She whispered, looking for some sign he was injured.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Dec 8, 2012 17:31:30 GMT -6
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Ty hurried through the back room, letting her lead. He had enough on his mind without worrying where they should go from here. His lungs were on fire as they began to navigate the backstreets at a slower pace. They were both at home here, though Ty's mind was far from reality, for it was still back at that one moment, where his finger slipped and took a life. Maybe he deserved it, okay Ty was sure, in the back of his mind, that he probably deserved it. But what about his family?
"No. None of it's mine..." Ty replied weakly, breathing heavily. His voice was wracked with emotional pain as he spoke.
"You're safe now. I think I'm gonna leave you alone now...I've caused you too much trouble as it is. Take care of yourself." Freeing his hand from hers, he slowly turned and started walking away, albeit slowly, due to fatigue. His head hung low as tears began to stream down his face, smearing the blood. Unzipping his jacket, his light green tee shirt had been soaked through, and was now sticking to his skin.