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.
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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.
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Within monodragon labs many mutants seemed to be receiving treatment for their ailments due to the recent escape from the labs. Some of the doctors worked rather nonchalantly as if nothing had happened to these people that was in any way traumatic. Other men and women of the medical field made sure to take special care of those who had been in these conditions. However, if one was in the first of the two choices they would be easily persuaded to take special care of these patients, especially if they were threatened by knife point by a intolerable, multiple personalities, psycho path with a younger sibling.
Currently, Sapphire Lupin stood above the bed of her younger sibling, watching the heart meter over on the side beep with her steady heartbeat. Sapphire had been rather infuriated just a few days ago when she had come in, trying to get help for her malnourished and injured sister. Instead she had a doctor who had acted like nothing had happened and that Ruby was coming in for a daily check up. Ruby had even started crying at one point when he brought out the IV needle and this was when Sapphire preceded to slash his chest with one of her dark tendrils and then threaten to cut off his balls if he wasn’t gentler and nicer to the victim of a great tragedy. With his horrified look as agreement, he had treated the fox girl much nicer.
The Dingo woman watched as the little girl slept soundly beneath the wool blanket and quilt she had gotten her. Ruby was malnourished, she had some infected wounds as well, making her body ache more and finally, she had come down with the flu which she had just gotten over today. She looked a lot better than when she first came in, so that was a sign of progress. Sapphire couldn’t help but smile slightly when Ruby cuddled her stuffed bunny in her slumber. It was odd for most people to see Sapphire care this much for another living being but this was her sister, her baby sister who never did anything wrong. If Sapphire could pick her top reason for living, it would be to keep her family safe…in a way she honestly believed was the best.
Sapphire finally sat down on the chair next to Ruby’s bed, the smile still on her face. She then gently clasped the little girls hand, still smiling as she held it.
“You will be safe Ruby…I promise.” She said to herself moreso than the fox girl.
However, Sapphire has broken that promise many times before so there was no telling how long this one would last.
Posted by Silver Streak on Jun 17, 2008 12:34:01 GMT -6
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Streak was pushed through a final set of double doors where he was greeted with more nurses with Iv's and all different manners of hospital monitoring systems. After they had hooked everything up to Streak one nurse tried to take a blood sample; however all she was getting was silver liquid. "That's not my blood. And you're not going to get any of it while I'm like this." Streak said to her.
"Well, get to a form where we can take your blood." the nurse said curtly to him. "Why do you need my blood." Streak said, the fact that he had lost so much of it already had made him forget that he needed more blood. He closed his eyes for a second and his powers retreated to his tattoo so that she could take a blood sample. Again the tube was filled with a silver liquid. He looked at it and said, "Huh, I guess that is my blood. That's interesting it wasn't like that before. Well, good luck getting anything out of that."
After that nurse left a doctor came in and told Streak to raise his arm above his head. Streak was still very tired and needed his rest as soon as he could get it. He looked over at the doctor who was preparing to get the bullets out of Streak's side. He then moved Streak into a different room where there were half a dozen people prepped for surgery.
They gave Streak anesthesia and began to cut him open to retrieve the bullets. One shot was from a regular pistol while the other, which Streak had never seen, was actually a shotgun fired at a pretty close range. The surgery took hours to complete as the got as many of the pellets from the shotgun out of his torso and the .40 caliber round out of his stomach. Streak was in really bad shape to put it modestly. There was even some internal bleeding from the shotgun wounds.
After what seemed like days, but was really only a few hours, Streak woke up and groggily looked around the room. he began to sit up to get a little more comfortable. As he did this he saw the many stitches and bandages that covered most of his torso.
Just then a nurse walked in to check on Streak and change his bandages. "Oh, good your awake. And how are we feeling this morning?" The nurse asked him. she walked over and began to remove Streak's bandages without even waiting for an answer. She wasn't very gentle about removing the bandages, and normally Streak would have said something but he couldn't feel anything below his shoulders and above his knees. The nurse checked his stitches, finished changing his bandages and promptly left without another word to Streak. He looked around the room to see how many mutants were actually here. He didn't see any so he relaxed and slept off more of the anesthetics.
Posted by dragonking on Jun 23, 2008 21:09:10 GMT -6
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Grit was in pain, his lung burned and so did his thigh, and breathing was difficult. Training took over, before he moved a muscle or opened his eyes he checked to see that aside from his injuries he was ok, he was resting on a soft surface, a bed? There was the smell of disinfectant in the air, it reminded him of a hospital, what in the world? Where was he? Last he remembered was he was hazy with pain and put on an APC by shield and the stunning Amp and what he could only assume was her sister. He remembered trying to speak but then everything faded to black.
Slowly he opened his eyes, and squinted against the light. His eyes slowly adjusted and he looked around, *What the?* he was in a hospital, surrounded by mutants. As he realised the last fact, he relaxed, from what he had seen mutants seemed more humane than humans, and besides if they had taken the trouble to hook him up to an IV and remove the bullets and dress his wounds, at least they were not going to kill him now.
The bullets, they must have done some damage, they were hollow points, Grit knew the feel from being hit by hollow points before, he would be off peak for a wee while say couple of weeks, perhaps a month or two, give him another month to train and in say two to three months he would be back to peak condition, not too bad for a person in late thirties.
He looked around and started to recognize some of the mutants he helped protect and keep out of Grunt’s grasp at the camp. He relaxed, he was among friends, he rested in a semi reclined position as the top part of the bed was elevated slightly.
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 23, 2008 21:25:24 GMT -6
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(OOC: Sorry Sapphire, Streak. Hope you don't mind us Thread Crashing.
Vibe wandered around the Infirmary. Amp was in a separate room, and for some reason didn't want her sister there during the check up. Simply glad to have her back and alive, Vibe didn't question her, at least not aloud.
While she waited, she checked on others around. Several months ago, she wouldn't have cared how these people were doing. But a new found confidence in her own abilities spilled over into other areas of her life. Every now and then she would pause, just to see how one or another was being treated. She didn't say anything, just watched.
She paused by one room, and spotted Ruby fast asleep, with her sister Sapphire hovering over her. Vibe didn't like Sapphire; she was way too creepy. But Ruby was a cool little fox. Vibe stopped just long enough to see she was taken care of. She nodded at the older sister, then moved on.
She passed another young man she'd never seen before. Her eyebrow's rose slightly; he seemed to be made of liquid silver. The doctors and nurses were busy with him, so Vibe moved on.
Finally she came to a room not occupied by a mutant, but by the guard who had taken two shots for her sister. Curious, she walked in. For a moment she just paused, and watched him. He was awake, but she didn't say anything.
Posted by dragonking on Jun 24, 2008 6:39:58 GMT -6
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As Grit looked around he saw in the doorway the equally attractive sister of Amp, weakly he raised one arm and his weathered natural face broke into a grin. “Hi there, I’m sorry I never properly introduced myself, my name is Grit.”
Grit was not the most handsome of men, but he seemed to have an aura of strength and tenderness around him.
Posted by Silver Streak on Jun 24, 2008 11:31:16 GMT -6
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(OOC: I don't mind I was just waiting for other people to post here.)
As Streak was lying in his hospital bed being cared for, not always so carefully, by his nurses and doctor he saw one guy who he recognized from the breakout being wheeled by him to another room. The guy looked like he was in good shape, or at least better than Streak was. Just when a gaggle of nurses came in, this was unknown because it was usually just one or two and a doctor sometimes, he saw just over their heads a girl walk by.
That girl was pretty. Streak thought, canning his head around all the nurses to see her better. By the time he had done that the girl was gone. After he lost sight of the girl he got angry at the nurses. "Why are all of you here!" He exclaimed. They all backed away for a second. None of them answered him. They just went back to what they were doing.
Streak was getting his feeling back by the minute and could feel them being rough with his bandages. "Stop!" They all froze. "Why are there so many of you here?" Streak asked more calmly now that they were listening. "Well...um..." One of the nurses stammered none of them seemed to quite know why so most left. After the spectator had left and there were a more reasonable number of nurses there, two nurses he'd never seen before, he let them change his bandages. Then they left him alone to rest.
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 24, 2008 13:58:31 GMT -6
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“Hi there, I’m sorry I never properly introduced myself, my name is Grit.”
The redhead shrugged. "Meh. Not like weren't preoccupied with other things. Vibe," she added, almost as an after thought.
She moved a bit further into the room, pausing at the end of the bed, to check the medical chart.
"So.... I guess I have you to thank my sister's still alive." She seemed uncomfortable with actually saying 'Thank you'; not unsual for a girl used to only thinking about herself. "Are you going to be okay?"
She also wanted to find out why Amp wouldn't tell her what had happened, without actually asking.
"So.... I get the feeling things were pretty bad in there. For everyone." That was the closest she could get to asking.
Posted by dragonking on Jun 24, 2008 22:06:50 GMT -6
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Grit’s smile broadened slightly, “No thanks required, it was nothing really. Me? Oh I should be fine, I tend to be like the bad penny who never seems to go away, naa I’ll live.”
~"So.... I get the feeling things were pretty bad in there. For everyone."~
Upon hearing that, Grit seemed to gaze past Vibe, into the distance, as in his mind painful incidents replayed themselves, Shyia’s death, Amp’s rape, the torture that he had to sit by and watch, the attempts on his life, the deaths of mutants that cared about. His face twitched for a second, only a second, but freeze frame that second and you would be able to read between the lines, a face filled with sadness and pain.
Shaking his head to break the playback, softly he lowered his head and said “Yeah, they were pretty bad all right.” He gave a wry smile. “Your sister is an amazing woman, very strong.” He sighed, “Few could have taken what she went through and still hold their head up….” He trailed off.
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 24, 2008 22:29:52 GMT -6
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“No thanks required, it was nothing really. Me? Oh I should be fine, I tend to be like the bad penny who never seems to go away, naa I’ll live.”
"That's good." Really Vibe didn't know what else to say.
“Your sister is an amazing woman, very strong. Few could have taken what she went through and still hold their head up….”
Woman? That sounded so.... old.... And the look on his face made her even more uncomfortable.
"Yes. She is. Always has been. Strong, I mean." She glanced at the doorway, and the hustle going on out in the hallway. Then, in almost a whisper she added, "How bad was it?"
Posted by dragonking on Jun 25, 2008 3:41:21 GMT -6
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Grit lowered his head as he fought to control his emotions, both his fists clenched, and veins stood out on his muscled arms, he breathed in deeply, and trembled for a bit, a trickle of blood leaked from one of his bandages. He stopped with his right hand he held up one finger, the meaning of the gesture was clear, give him a second. He closed his eyes and breathed slowly, almost as if he was mediating, only for a second, then he let out his breath with a sigh.
Head still lowered he softly said “She… she was….” He stopped himself once more and slowly raised his head steeled himself and looked vibe in the eye. “She was rapped. (pause) I’m sorry.”
He looked to one side, as he slowly recounted the story, his voice was soft and slightly far away. “I only got there after… after it had happened, I only wish I got there sooner. It was in the middle of the night, and a girl, she was am empath I think, knocked on my door and said that something was wrong, so I grabbed a medi-kit and some towels and ran out. I got there to see..to see (pause) her.” Grit lightly bit his lower lip, took a breath and then continued. She had obviousely been worked over before she was raped or Grunt (he spat out the word like is was venom) would never have had it so easy. I knew there was only one person who could disable someone so precisely, and that was Shahiel.”
“Grunt had used drugs to keep your sister awake, I could smell them. That too had to be Shahiel, Grunt is so pathetically dim-witted that not in a million years would he think of something like that. Anyhow, I digress. I cleaned her up as much as I could and wrapped her and took her to the infirmary, she never saw me. I keep a hidden lookout for her after that, and tried to make sure that she had female guards.”
“I knew that Grunt and Shahiel would be angry so I tried to keep watch. Then they killed the girl who had warned me, Shyia.” He closed his eyes and froze for a second slightly overcome with emotion.
“We got on well. She was walking to the graveyard to dig graves when she tripped on a booby trapped wire and got a stake in her neck, I watched her die. (Those last words were spoken through gritted teeth). Then Grunt whispered in my ear “you and the girl are next”. From then on there were numerous attempts on her life and mine, but they were clumsy at best, Shahiel obviously though it was beneath him to deal with us. I tried to make sure Amp was not aware of it.”
“Then the person who trained my father, we call him dark uncle, I think he is also called Hades, came by as a postman, he asked me a favour, and said that Amp was a relative or something of his close friend, could I keep an eye on her.
Hades is a nice guy with a heart of gold, just not may people can see past his strict demeanour.
Anyway my father owed him a life debt so his word was my command. See! Told you there was no need to tank me I was just following orders. Then the raid started and I heard Grunt come behind your sister, so I tackled her into a room, but it was a storage room, so I told her to get through the grate and escape while I held him off, then you came in and…. Well you know the rest.”
His voice trailed off. Very softly he said once more “I’m sorry.” He hung his head, he had tried his best, slowly he looked up at Vibe, his eyes mirrored the pain he thought he saw in hers. He wondered if she would freak out perhaps, kill him now maybe? So he awaited her response.
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 25, 2008 14:09:45 GMT -6
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Vibe listened quietly, said nothing. But her knuckles were white. And at one point her eyes started to shine, though no tears fell. She remembered that one night when she had been startled from a nightmare, with her skin crawling. It must have been at the same time all of this had happened; Twin Telepathy-type thing.
"Grunt was the one she killed?" He answered in the rest of the story. "Then I guess I owe you double thanks. For looking after her."
“I’m sorry.”
She inhaled, and let the breath out slowly. "Don't be. She's alive. It's more than I thought...." Her voice cracked a bit, but she paused to regain her composure before continuing. "We've never been separated before. I'm just glad to have her back." Another pause, then she gave him a small smile. "Thank you." It was obvious she felt uncomfortable saying the words, but she did mean them.
"So, looks like you're out of a job now. What're you gonna do?"
Posted by dragonking on Jun 25, 2008 19:12:39 GMT -6
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~”Thank you”~
At those words Grit seemed slightly embarrassed.
~"So, looks like you're out of a job now. What're you gonna do?"~
“Honestly I have not really thought about that. I joined the camp to support my little sister who was going to primary school and my mother who is having treatment for cancer, one month in to in all my little sister was killed in a school bus accident, and a week before the raid my mother died of a sudden heart attack, so I literally have no place to go, and I don’t think the government will take me back. ”
Grit said with resignation, now why had he told the girl that? He chided himself a bit. He wished he could stay with them, regardless of where they went, be some sort of body guard or helper or something, but what was he kidding himself, they were mutants, and what happened at the camps had probably marred their image of humans
That was the reason that Amp was perhaps one of the only people left who brought him joy, he still had not figured out if he loved Amp? Did he lover her as a sister or perhaps….
“So I really don’t know,” just as an after though and as a kind of joke he added “Got any ideas?”
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 25, 2008 19:42:12 GMT -6
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“Honestly I have not really thought about that. I joined the camp to support my little sister who was going to primary school and my mother who is having treatment for cancer, one month in to in all my little sister was killed in a school bus accident, and a week before the raid my mother died of a sudden heart attack,"
"Sorry to hear that." Vibe could definitely sympathize. That empty feeling was awful....
"so I literally have no place to go, and I don’t think the government will take me back. So I really don’t know. Got any ideas?”
She shrugged. "Not really. I'm not sure if our place is even standing any more. Plus our.... Landlady," she couldn't think of the right word, but this described Syn well enough, "isn't fond of humans. Especially after this mess. Aaaand.... you really don't want to cross her. Trust me."
Abruptly she sat on a nearby chair and scowled darkly. "Why would you want to go back to government stuff? What kind of government discriminates against a whole race of people these days? It's the twenty-first century, and we mutants have every bit of right to be here as you humans."
She wasn't really angry at him, even though it might have come across that way. After all, he seemed decent enough, for a human. And he had looked after Amp. That definitely counted for something.
Posted by dragonking on Jun 25, 2008 21:00:54 GMT -6
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~"Not really. I'm not sure if our place is even standing any more. Plus our.... Landlady, isn't fond of humans. Especially after this mess. Aaaand.... you really don't want to cross her. Trust me."~
“I’ll take your word for it.” A corner of Grits mouth turned up, he could understand perfectly why this landlady of theirs did not like humans, sheesh he was beginning to become more and more disliking of Humans himself.
~ Why would you want to go back to government stuff? What kind of government discriminates against a whole race of people these days? It's the twenty-first century, and we mutants have every bit of right to be here as you humans."~
“I agree totally, *sigh* sometimes I wish I was not a human, but a mutant, as from what I have seen in terms of kindness decency and such, mutants seem far more humane than humans, if you get me. It is like I treat you with the same respect I would treat any other person, I don’t give a hoot if you are mutant or human, and why cant more people do that same? You guys look out for each other, help each other, humans tend to try to fight each other, blow each other up. It is all rather depressing really. I don’t want to go back to the government, but where else can I go?”
Grit half jokingly mused “Now I could go to Mongolia and find a nice hill to die on and exile myself there and run away from all this pathetic cruelty.” He chuckled and then shook his head.
“But no, life is, or should be too much fun to end it like that. I dunno, I guess ill have to look for a job and a place to stay, perhaps I could work at babysitting mutants (he raised an eyebrow in a slightly comical move), no humans thank you, or perhaps training them in hand to hand and weapon combat! By the way where exactly am I and how does, not to be discriminate or anything, the mutant world work? Like, is there some sort of organizations aside from the school for mutants? And where is your place anyhow?”
At least if he knew where their place was, if he survived he could drop by and see Amp. Amp, the name, the face, Argh he was confused about her and he did not like being confused, oh well he thought, my prospects are not looking too bright are they?
Posted by Amp/Vibe on Jun 25, 2008 21:25:08 GMT -6
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“I agree totally. Sometimes I wish I was not a human, but a mutant, as from what I have seen in terms of kindness decency and such, mutants seem far more humane than humans, if you get me. It is like I treat you with the same respect I would treat any other person, I don’t give a hoot if you are mutant or human, and why cant more people do that same? You guys look out for each other, help each other, humans tend to try to fight each other, blow each other up. It is all rather depressing really. I don’t want to go back to the government, but where else can I go?”
Vibe cocked one eyebrow at the man. She was a bit surprised to hear him say those things. In her experience, humans didn't readily admit when they were in the wrong.
“Now I could go to Mongolia and find a nice hill to die on and exile myself there and run away from all this pathetic cruelty.”
She snorted. "Mongolia? That's like.... the back end of Nowhere. Do they even have a decent mall?"
“But no, life is, or should be too much fun to end it like that. I dunno, I guess ill have to look for a job and a place to stay, perhaps I could work at babysitting mutants. No humans thank you, or perhaps training them in hand to hand and weapon combat!"
Vibe immediately grimaced. She did not like kids. They were annoying little leeches, and had no fashion sense. "It's your funeral," she remarked.
"By the way where exactly am I and how does, not to be discriminate or anything, the mutant world work? Like, is there some sort of organizations aside from the school for mutants? And where is your place anyhow?”
"You mean Xavier's place?" She scoffed. "That place is full of sell-outs. Always preaching about how humans and mutants are equal. Bull!" Then she glanced back at him. "No offense," she added a bit lamely, then quickly moved on.
"My cousin goes there. We'll see how they handle things after this screw-up," she huffed.
"We live... lived at the Sanctuary, a homeless shelter downtown. Syn runs it now." She did not mention anything about the Order; very few other than its members knew about it, and she didn't feel it was her place to spread the word. Syn's name would be enough, if he decided to follow up on things.
"As for this place, its owned by some guy named Hunter Anti-skewy, or something like that. To be honest, I don't know how things are working now, or who's in charge. He doesn't seem like a very open guy though. I'm guessing we won't be welcome much longer."