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 Kaitlyn Faust on Dec 17, 2013 15:56:48 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“Nothing bothered me.” Not that she would admit it if it did. Especially if it was the death of a guy whose life she planned on ruining anyway.
Then something else occurred to her: “Except… he coulda killed them when they were watching TV. But he stopped the game to get their attention. They all had guns and he didn’t even care.” Kaitlyn shivered. “He was just playing with them.” The killer would have to be a very powerful – and very twisted – kind of mutant to behave like that.
Hopefully, he was the right kind of twisted – the kind that didn’t care whether anyone noticed him killing someone. Again, he threw a guy out the freakin’ window. People notice things like that. He probably wasn’t professional enough to tie up a few loose ends like Sylar and Kaitlyn, even if he had the ability to follow them.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Sylar let his obsidian eyes gaze upon Kaitlyn for a moment, sizing her image up for a bit. It was odd, Kaitlyn was a tiny creature, her thermal not as powerful as even other women, but she played a dangerous game like this and seemed to be perfectly fine. People like her made Sylar look like a nervous wreck the way he gave in after an...episode. "Fair enough, I'd guess a spy has good nerves." He reached back to grab his hood, pulling it forward again over his eyes, hiding the feature that perhaps dehumanized him the most.
Sylar stood up as Kaitlyn seemed to figure something out about the recording. It was true, if you had someone that close at hand to kill them, it would be a bit odd to let them live a bit longer, unless it was a sadistic pleasure. Sylar himself enjoyed the feeling of being feared as he hunted, so the idea of delaying the kill wasn't outside his realm of imagination. "A dangerous or powerful man he must be then. Playing dangerously like that isn't the brightest thing to do." Sylar mumbled, knowing that when you delayed or played around, it was one more moment for the game to get turned around on you.
He wasn't sure what this meant about the situation, but it seemed to be an important thought to Kaitlyn. "Think he'll care much about some spectators to his game then?" Sylar seemed to find the same thought she was currently mulling about in her own head. Sylar could easily cover his tracks if otherwise, switching to a different sector of the sewers, or laying low for however long he felt he needed to. When you were a semi legendary urban monster that lived in the sewers, little of the surface world's problems really bothered you. Funny how things that terrified or disgusted others could bring comfort to him.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Dec 17, 2013 21:58:50 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“Prolly not,” Kaitlyn said. “Dude threw a guy out the window.” It was silly of her to think that they were in any real danger back there.
As she put away the computer, she noticed the way Sylar held himself, hiding his face behind his hood. “You’re so shy.” She giggled. He was almost cute.
It almost made her forget that he might be interested in killing and eating her. Her smile faded awkwardly.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
"Certainly a noisy way to do somebody in. Seems to be asking for an audience really." Sylar mused aloud, still pondering on who exactly it was the girl was spying on, and how dangerous this night could have been. Sylar always seemed to get himself into the oddest sort of scenarios whenever he met another mutant up here. It seemed his behavior elicited the word shy from her, not the term usually applied to Sylar. But at least she seemed more relaxed that she had been earlier.
He tugged on the hood a bit, pulling it snug around his head. "Sorry...I'm not so good with people." He mumbled out in response, his voice hiding the faintest bit of embarrassment. Sylar was unaware of the emotions showing on Kaitlyn's face, his vision not very good at noticing the details of people he was looking at, her face a blur of temperatures to him. "I guess that means we don't have to worry about more running tonight then." He said trying to turn the subject at hand away from himself or his behaviors.
Kaitlyn seemed a bit jittery all the sudden, maybe she was finally dealing with the danger of the situation in her head. He shrugged a bit, before turning to walk down the all back towards the bedroom so he could leave through the window. He stopped at the edge of the hallway. "Sure, probably the best thing for you to do. I'll do the same." A good day's rest would be good at all of the shenanigans he just went through with the girl, though it was far more dangerous than he liked dealing with, meeting a mutant for the first time never failed to be an experience. "Well it's been fun I guess, except for the possibly dying part. Thanks for the meal and the chat...careful on your way home." The tone of his voice made his words a little more sinister than he meant, but in the end it had been an interesting night for the sewer monster of Manhattan.
With that Sylar turned and entered the bedroom to exit through the window, his trip home would be pretty easier, just a hop down the nearest manhole and he was off the grid and on a straight way to home.
