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 Amp/Vibe on Jun 19, 2007 21:25:38 GMT -6
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>Geez! What is with all the half-pints 'round here?< Vibe complained as the cat shot through her legs, nearly causing her to lose her balance. She scowled as she righted herself, and crossed her arms again.
"It could be worse," Amp replied.
>And listen! He's growling at me!<
"He's not growling, he's purring. Purring is a good thing. He must like you, though I can't imagine why." Amp smirked, and dodged a swat from her sister. She watched the kid seemingly have a brave moment, and start petting 'Checkers'.
They reached the staircase that led upstairs, and led the way up and out. The front desk was empty. Vibe rolled her eyes.
>Great. She picks today to have a life. Now what?<
Amp grimaced. From the looks of it, the kid wasn't going to leave them alone. So the next option was finding this other mutant. With a groan, she shook her head.
"All right Squirt. What does this Abyss character look like?"
Posted by Cheshire on Jun 19, 2007 21:40:07 GMT -6
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Calley
Like Santa Claus! Calley thought automatically. Santa Claus with a monkey tail! The big red man had to be the most awesome looking mutant ever.
Of course, far be it for a humble purely-normal definitely-not-a-mutant kitty like him to suddenly turn into a human and speak. So instead of being helpful, he sat himself next to the half-pint, and kept purring smugly.
Smugness: 'cause he was pretty sure he was making Grumpy paranoid. Since he was thinking of at least three distinct ways to maul the fringes of her pants, she was right to be paranoid.
Matthew frowned as the more talkable of the twins claimed that she couldn't imagine why the cat would like the other. The mutant had thought that he had everything worked out with the twins. Yet it seemed he was incorrect. Were they both completely inconsiderate jerks? Or just conceited? Through the whole trip to the Secretary's office, he partially guessed they were trying to get rid of him. They weren't very peachy to him either, so that would have been just fine.
As the cat stopped, he stopped too, but luckily, it was just before the desk of that absent lady, so they were not far behind. He stopped petting it, as the twin asked him a question. "He's big....." Matthew started wishing they hadn't run into each other, wishing it was someone a tad bit cheerier. "Oh, and red....strong..." He started walking around all tall like, and had a superhero-like face on, and made a slight growl as he punched over a garbage can. His......unique Abyss impersonation.
"Like that..." He added shrugging his shoulders, wishing he'd had a picture or something. An idea flew up in his mind, but common sense shot it down like a hunting bird. His stomache growled slightly, but he had ignored it, like he had done housands of times before. After that, he stretched his body, so it wasn't as stiff as it had been. He wondered it he could control the cat, and resisted taking out his marionette.
Calley would have laughed his butt off at the kid's Abyss impression, if he could have. He had to settle for twitching his tail in amusement. It wasn't nearly as satisfying. One thing was sure: anyone who'd ever met Abyss would know who the kid was talking about. Then again, anyone who'd ever met Abyss probably remembered his name--he was a pretty memorable guy, after all--so he was guessing the twins had yet to run into him. Too bad.
His whiskers fanned as he watched the kid's hand straying towards his pocket again. What's he got in there? It didn't smell like anything much--but then again, it was hard to smell over the kid's clothes. They'd obviously seen better days, to put it politely. With only the slightest of nefarious intentions, Calley slinked silently around to the kid's side. Then--with speed to match the half pint's earlier--he darted out his head into the kid's pocket, and got his jaws around whatever was in there. He dashed off a few steps and dropped it on the ground.
It was... some kind of doll-thingie. And honestly, it's soulless little eyes staring up from the ground were more than a little creepy. Calley swatted the thing experimentally. No fun--it didn't even make interesting noises when it got hit around. Meh.
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 20, 2007 15:29:52 GMT -6
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Nov 20, 2008 23:30:31 GMT -6
"He's big.....Oh, and red....strong..." In sync the twins raised an eyebrow as the kid began strutting around, growling and knocking things over. "Like that..."
>Oh yeah. That helps.<
"Uh huh. Ooookay..... Let's stick with the 'big and red' part. That shouldn't be hard to miss," Amp said dryly. Both twins assumed that, since the kid was only a few feet tall anyway, anyone would be big to him. But anyone red would stick out like a sore thumb.
Vibe walked around and sat in the receptionsit's chair. A sign that said 'Out to Lunch' bounced around on the computer screensaver. She took a pen and paper and wrote, 'Looking for Abyss'. Then she looked at the kid, tapping the pen.
"What's your name Squirt?" Amp translated. She watched with amusement as 'Checkers' discovered a new toy in the kid's pocket. She wondered if he was playing with the doll, or with the kid.
Matthew wondered how the twins were able to raise their eyebrow at the same time, he had caught that before he stopped Abyssing it up. Was it a mind link thing? That would come in handy..... He wondered what crude and evil things they were thinking about him, and shrunk close to the floor in shame. "My names....Matthew..." He said wondering if he were supposed to have given her a pen name, or not." He looked around the room of the Sanctuary they were in, it looked awfully businessy. He watched as Amp had scribbled something onto a paper, though he could not tell what it was at all.
The cat had acted lightening fast, and Matthew had extremely little time to react to its movements, especially his thievery of his marionette. Without it, he was pretty much defenseless...He wasn't sure if he could use his power with any object, or that marionette was surely special, he would have to try that out later...
He let out a shout as he tackled the cat slightly, his eyes holding a new, deadly look as he pried the marionette from it, and inspected it very carefully. The cat had managed to tangle up the strings, and Matthew shot it another look. "Whats a cat doing here anyways?" He asked bitterly. He half wanted to scoop it up and hug it for yelling at it, but the anger killed that half unregrettably with an iron blade.
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 20, 2007 20:37:33 GMT -6
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Vibe added 'Matthew' to her note, then taped it to the computer screen. She glanced at the screen, then glanced down under the desk. As she pushed the chair back, her foot hit the power strip, flicking it off. The computer, phone, answering machine, and other plugged in accessories turned off.
>Oops! Hope that wasn't important.< Vibe smirked as she stood up. Amp chuckled, she crossed her arms and motioned to Matt with her head.
"C'mon Squirt. If this Abyss is red like you say, I doubt he'd be hanging around up here for long. And leave the cat alone. He bites." Not that he did. She was just messing with his head. The pair headed back toward the stairs.
Matthew gave a childish grin as the computer and other electronic devices gave a nice, comical 'Blooooopppp' sound, and laid silent. The twins seemed not to care that they could have caused a problem, and Matthew hoped they would be punished later. He listened as the one told him to stop 'playing' with the cat and that it bites. He gave a questioning look at the items on her desk: A picture of a lady, probably her, and a bunch of kids; a colorless, green plant; and a weird, device-y thing, that had strange buttons and lights.
"I'd bite back." He said evilly, hoping he wouldn't have to bite the adorable furry thing. He scooped it in his arms, and petted his belly, unaware of the human it really was. He carried it to the door. His stomache let his presence be known again, and he staggered, and cluthed it with his extra arm. "I'm hungry...will you take me to the food place?" He asked lamely and dependantly. He watched in silence as the cat's tail swayed back and forth. He could smell the food, only a few feet away.
Posted by Cheshire on Jun 20, 2007 20:47:20 GMT -6
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Calley
Ha ha! This is more like it! Calley thought as the half-pint tackled him over the creepy doll. It was about time someone played back. Too bad the little guy looked ready to skin him, but hey--it was a lot more fun than Grumpy's passive-aggressive act. Yep, they could definitely be friends.
"Whats a cat doing here anyways?"
Errhm, after the kid was done yelling at him. Calley did his best to look thoroughly repentant. He padded over slowly, and stretched out his neck to rub his cheek against the doll. See? Nice li'l "Checkers" likes your creepy little doll-thing, kid. And really, there was no way he was putting that thing back in his mouth. It tasted about as creepy as it looked. Bleck.
And he did not bite. But he did stalk people all around the building...
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 20, 2007 21:04:06 GMT -6
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"I'm hungry...will you take me to the food place?"
Both twins rolled their eyes. As much as they disliked being babysitters, both knew that if the kid started whining, they were in trouble. Well, maybe. If it got too bad, neither twin was above simply leaving him alone in the hallway. Let someone else deal with it.
They headed back down the stairs, and back toward the cafeteria. Once there, they paused in the doorway. The four-armed mutant that Amp had taken food from earlier smiled smuggly at them.
"Aww, look! It's the Babysitter's Club!"
The girls narrowed their eyes at him, and Vibe began tapping her foot. Amp snapped her fingers, and a hole exploded in the table in front of them, splattering food all over him and his friends, as well as anyone nearby. Amp snorted.
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 22, 2007 13:53:15 GMT -6
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lol That's cold Calley.
Well, we could just have him as an NPC, then finish up the thread real quick. That ways it's not just a dead thread. Let one of the other NPCs take care of him, then move on. Maybe? Unless anyone else in the Sanctuary wants to participate in a food fight. lol
Isabel had nearly jumped out of her skin as a mild explosion echoed throughout the dining hall, causing most residents to look around in slight confusion, the main focus seeming to be a pair of redheaded twins. She just couldn't keep that grin off of her face at the sight of the food covered guy with the extra limbs. It also gave her an idea. Scooping up a spoonful of the mashed potatoes on her plate, she pulled back the tip of the spoon and aimed it at some girl with blue skin that sat on opposite side of the table a few chairs down to her left, and flick the utensil in her direction.
And bullseye! Right in the nose! Isabel put on the most innocent look she could muster as the other girl turned to look at her with an absolutely dumbfounded expression. All Isabel did was point to the guy sitting next to her and give a roll of her eyes. Heh, blame was so easy to pass when you had mashed potatoes in your eyes and couldn't see the mischievous little glint in a certain bow wearing mutant's expression. Oh look, there goes her plate of spaghetti. Plop! Another bullseye, right into the guy's chest. Hey look! Now there's a cup of pudding mysteriously finding its way into another person's hair. That was it, there wasn't any way to avoid it. All Isabel had to do was stand up and toss her plate while yelling "Food fight!"
I’m just a well-adjusted gal who likes to leave a serious amount of mayhem in her wake.
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 24, 2007 15:53:28 GMT -6
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Nov 20, 2008 23:30:31 GMT -6
"Food fight!"
Vibe ducked for cover when the food began flying, pulling Matt behind her. She pushed him into a corner and pointed a finger at the ground, her way of saying, 'Stay here.'
Amp, on the other hand, dived for the nearest table and grabbed a plate of food. She made like she was tossing a frisbe, but kept hold of the plate as the food flew off.
Then the pair ducked, and made a hunched over dash for the food bar. They each grabbed a pair of spoons, shoved them into the various food items, then smacked down on the handles, sending even more food into the fray. As they dashed away, Vibe noticed that one of their 'missles' was headed toward a rather large, red-skinned mutant that had, up to that point, avoided the flying food.