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 Liz Sundance on Mar 6, 2024 8:37:36 GMT -6
X-Men
Metazoa
Chartreuse
Straight
960
9
Nov 5, 2024 19:08:03 GMT -6
Zek
"...the powers that we retaliated with."
A hundred images flashed through Elizabeth's head, memories from as many different perspectives. Beaks pecking, talons scratching, mandibles biting, stingers stabbing. Mystics loomed impossibly large to her perspectives. But it hadn't matter. Even blue jays would gang up on eagles, and there had been so much more than blue jays....
Brown eyes widened as the memories resurfaced, the ones she hadn't had time during the event to deal with. Ones she hadn't had time in the subsequent months to think about either. Water started welling up in her eyes. She sniffed and reached out to feel Zorro and
...her dog wasn't there. She couldn't feel him, or any other animal. No boundless source of joy and strength. No primitive concerns to make hers look shallow and immaterial. No...thing at all.
""It's the first time I ever killed someone."
The memories grew more vivid.
Cresting over the back of the mansion from the other direction, a black cloud emerged and rapidly swept over the oncoming mystics. Guided by the mutant mind possessing one of the birds at the heart of the murmuration and murder, birds began slashing, pecking, striking, and otherwise harrowing the amateur invaders to their home territory. The swarms of bugs filled in the gaps.
Mystics began to fall.
There were no bugs here, no carrion birds. No sense of fight or flight.
She remembered people hitting the roof of the mansion. She remembered others not being that lucky.
She realized she didn't remember many of them moving around later.
"You said you think of failure... can you tell us what that failure is?"
"Oh God," Liz said with a sob. Tears began running down her cheeks. "We killed them, didn't we? They...died. They...they...we...I...oh God. Oh God."
The cookies lay forgotten on their napkin on the couch beside her.
Things got deep quickly as Maya spoke. Rex's eyes softened even as his hands clenched. Madre de Dios. The burdens being carried by some of these people. All the more reason to believe in a just God capable to give those Welldrinkers the eternal punishment they deserved.
Even surviving the devastation, some of the mutants were still...broken.
That conviction only deepened as Liz seemed to start falling apart right in front of them.
"Mother of God," Rex breathed. He had an impulse to reach out and lay a hand of sympathy on her but...he settled for leaning forward in the armchair instead.
Mrs. Cervantes wanted to know what they all thought of failure?
"Failure is backing down from the enemy when he comes for you and your children," Rex said with a determined frown. He pointedly looked at both Elizabeth and Maya for several moments each. "Failure is the abdication of your duties to protect and serve others. Failure is turning your back on the people who depend on you."
Liz started to cry. Maya's heart sank. She knew the feeling. There had been a lot of chaos and confusion that day, but she knew Liz had taken part in the battle, through the animals she commanded, bringing flying mystics down.
Maya shifted to sit next to Liz, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
>>"Failure is backing down from the enemy when he comes for you and your children. Failure is the abdication of your duties to protect and serve others. Failure is turning your back on the people who depend on you. I saw no failure that day."
"I know what it feels like." Maya said quietly. "Doing everything right, doing what was needed... and the Mansion was still destroyed... We... fought something that was evil, and won, but... we broke the rules. Killed people. We don't kill, we are not supposed to..." she swallowed. "And... we couldn't protect... the safety. The Mansion was supposed to be a sanctuary, no matter what... And we couldn't keep that promise." Not even to the ones that had not been there. Like Iris.
