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.
What was the fascination with humans and shoes? They made odd noises, they smelled weird, some had weird colors, and they hurt when people on the street chose to walk to close to a certain clocked figure, when they, literally, tail gated the individuals in front of them.
Sara bit down on her lower lip as yet another set of toes kicked the back of her heals and tail. Stopping herself from yanking the hood and coat off to show her real form to the tailgater. At least Sara would soon be off of the busy streets. She had some pick pocketed cash that she would be getting her dinner with, then it was to the roof tops, where there was actually room to breath.
Thirty minutes later, Sara could breath. The city was beautiful, once you were able to get away from it’s people. Sara had found a spot on one of the apartment complex roofs, where she could set up tonight’s camp. There were two walls that allowed her some shelter from wind and most eyes. Across the alley way, there was another tall building that made it difficult to view tonight’s hide out from a distance, thanks to the way the walls turned.
Sara let her coat drape over the ledge, finally revealing her feline like body. There was gold fur every where on her only disappearing under her tank top and scraped leather pants. Sara stretched, then sat cross legged with a Chinese dinner. In her lap. Sweet and sour shrimp. Crab wantons. The works. At least the city’s foods were good.
Zero quietly crept across the rooftop nearest to hers, the sun gently stroking across the sky as it was near the hour of dusk, the beautiful clouds lay near the horizon as if delicately painted by the gods, the wind was non-existent and all was calm on the rooftop as he lay in a prone position near the very edge of it, he was on a contract hunting for an anonymous man, to capture a beast like women who roamed this area, apparently this mutant was a thorn in the mans side and he wanted her captured, but strangely not killed
What a waste of a beautiful day, violence, the eternal destroyer of tranquility
Zero thought this as he was setting up his stun dart rifle on the lip of the building, he was taking all the beauty that the day was blessing him with, and quite personally this was the last day he wanted to be "working" on, but like most missions this one had a deadline and he although it was awhile off, he rather finish it earlier then sooner
Lets hope i can finish this quick, so i can bag this thing and get back to enjoying this exquisite day
He aimed the creature into the rifles cross hairs, holding the rifle with the steadiness of a master, he subtley pulled the trigger on it launching the barbed dart spiraling over the bustling city street below, heading towards the creature that it was intended for
The problem with a healing ability that feeds on a body’s sustenance, is that if you continually manage to get hurt, your boy continually needs more food. Sara’s little picnic had been something she needed all day. So when she heard the click of a trigger and the zing of something that was headed her way, one would understand why she might be just a tad disgruntled.
Sara’s ear flicked in the direction from above, followed by the snap of her head as she dropped her long awaited meal off of the side of the roof she was seated on, and pushed herself back. getting to her feet in the same move. The dart sang as it flue in front of her, skidding when it hit the ground at and angle on her other side.
There! It only took Sara heart beat to find the man with the rifle at the top of the building above her. A line of swear words were whispered between her furry lips about her food being lost. “Care to explain this rediculaceness ?”
She casually brushed her hands against each other. Tail flicking with annoyance as she assessed the fallen plate. Sara had just gotten out of the camps. There was no way she would let someone take her to another place like that.
As the creature twirled around and revealed her face, Emilio let out a brief sigh, he now knew that this was going to be no simple task and the chance he once had of observing the beautiful day was long adrift in the violence that was about to unfold upon the sun kissed rooftops, he quickly fitted his rifle with a grappling pike he had set aside just in case, and shoot it on to the lip of the building,the creature sat upon, looking quite perturbed by the way
What happened to all the people who want humans dead, ever since I arrived in this city it's all about these weird creatures
The grappling pike stuck firmly into the ledge, he then attached the rifle to another attachable rifle and fired that pike onto the roof below him, creating a sliding line between the two high rooftops, he then slid across the wire connecting them and threw himself over the ledge, he was now on the same rooftop as his target
I wonder what my contractor wants with this creature, I can see how such an oddity would attract someones attention, but whatever reason I hope its good enough for my trouble, because obviously she isn't going to come easy
He thought this to himself as he drew an automatic sub machine gun with tranquiler laced rounds blindingly fast from one of his many jacket holsters, they weren't fatal but the semi-graphite rounds caused the tranquilizer to become embedded into the flesh and took away the trouble of having to constantly reload darts, and instead allowed the use of clips, he then fired off a burst of 4 bullets in a horizontal spread at the target
Sara casually watched as this man fired the hooks into the buildings, then her eyes tracked him as he slid to her roof. Apparently someone wanted her alive. Otherwise that shot a second ago would have been a bullet, not a dart, and it would have been aimed for her head, if he was smart. Then again many of New York’s prized gun slingers were either too slow, or too sure of them selves to hit her in the head. Maybe this one just had a death wish.
Then there was the fact that he hadn’t answered her question. Could he talk? Could he understand the words that were coming out of her mouth? Cat got his tongue? Or was this one of those ways that you target someone and not get attached by rudely not acknowledging them and not starting a conversation. Ha! Maybe that was it. Maybe he thought he had the power to avoid conversations, but the truth was he didn’t. Especially not if Sara kept talking. “Hello! Tall dark and gun happy! I did ask you a question.”
Oh look another gun. Sara was walking straight for him and a brisk snappy pace when that one was drawn. She expected another set of darts, so when the all too familiar bite of bullets buried it’s self in her stomach. Sara hunched over instantly, squeezing her eyes shut. Her lips pulled back against gritted teeth in real pain. Bullets always hurt. Naturally the kitten was bleeding, as the wet stain spread across the area on her top. A top she had just managed to break in too. Jerk.
Then the normal fuzzy feeling slid into Sara, from getting shot, though a little stronger than usual. Her foot steps faltered, and somewhere along the line, she went down to a knee. Wavering back and forth. As fast as her senses had numbed, they sharpened. Pain and fuzziness fading but Sara continued to let her body waver. Un aware of the substance on the rounds that bit into her and the difference that they should make.
Lets see what Mr. Big Flashy Guns thinks when Sara allows him to get close.
Under the fabric of her top, her wounds were closing around the rounds but the stain was still there, spreading around her pressed palm. Come on, get close.
Zero watched from a distance of about 10 ft as the creature fell to her knees in pain, and to the best of his knowledge the tranquilizing agent was taking hold of her, he wasn't going to just approach something so feral though, he pulled a small pod from his jacket and loaded it into his gun, he then fired it at the creature causing a small electrict net to expand and as it flew toward the creature
Maybe i will have enough time to enjoy this beautiful day
He thought to himself as he waited to see if the net would hit the beast
Ok. So this one was smarter than the average gun happy yocal. He wasn’t granting Sara what she wanted at all. So she would have to get it herself.
Hearing her opponent load another toy, She chose to abandon the play dead routine. She was already kneeling so just pushing forward with her feet, she tumbled to the right, skirting around the edge of the open net. Then she was up right, and she was covering the ground between herself an Gun happy within a blink of an eye. Right hand moving to push his weapon down, Left moving to smack him across the face.
As the net, freshly released from the canister, hurled towards the awaiting prey then in but a brief moment the creature was upon its feet and moving towards Zero with fury in her eyes, and while her reflexive dodging was a marvel and clearly superhuman, her speed and attacks were simply highly above average, which after serving 20 years as a professional killer he was more then used to seeing, he rotated his body around into a flying diagonal spin kick and drew and loaded a fresh clip of stun ammo from his jacket with one hand and while aiming his free leg at the creature, hoping to land a hit on her
Definatly alot harder then I thought it would be, this creature is going to take awhile to capture, there goes my beautiful day
Just because Sara could heal, did not mean that she enjoyed getting caught in an attack. In fact Sara definitely, definitely, definitely did not like getting caught in an attack. Healing hurt.
“You-“ The first kick came and Sara’s body instinctively turned as she moved one step back and to the right. Avoiding the main part of the attack. “- were Beaten up-“ Oh look another gun came out. How many guns did this guy have anyways? “-In the play ground.-“ The second kick came and Sara moved around him, to the left. Circling her arm to block his foot and try to catch his leg. "-Weren't you."
What was it with people’s fascination of shooting Sara? At least there was one thing true about trying to shoot Sara. She could be a hard target when in motion, and even harder when she successfully put her opponents in motion. Moving with that second kick, Sara guided it across her front, and past her upper body. Grabbing for his ankle, she twisted herself around, to pull him forward, and past her. Continuing to twist around, with the same movement, Sara took a pivoting stop as her leg came around, aiming the kick for this hunter’s side. Around his lower rib cage.
(*Leaves it up to you as to how successful that is.*)
The movements flurried togethor, it was pure chaos, but Emilio loved chaos in a beauty sort of way, their bodies were sprialing around eachother as her reflexes twisted his body around with hard motions, before he knew it his body was in front of hers and her leg was flying towards him, Emilio was very used to this sort of chaos however, thats probably the biggest reason why he loved everything that was going on with such passion
Your remarkable
He let the words slip out of his lip, he never talked while on an assignment, and definatly never something so nice, he said this immediatly before he noticed the muscular feline leg hurling towards him, his natural instinct was to block it with his free arms, but something in himself told him not too, instead he roughly rotated his body around in a hard twist and as the leg collided with the side of his horizontal airborne body, he shoved the barrel of the gun as hard as he could to the leg connecting with him and fired the burst stun rounds, he then went flying at an odd angle, due to his enhanced acrobatic ability and partial admantium skeleton, he flipped through the landing but he could feel the blow through his ribcage, he then looked up to see if the burst rounds he fired directly on the flesh had actually connected or not
Note to self. This guy desperately needed he index fingers remove. Her foot made contact with his rib cage, but he managed to twist that gun around, and he managed to get a shot off. Well... shots off... since that is the way the gun apparently worked. Making Sara stifle a sharp inhale as she retreated.
Your remarkable
“So those lips of yours actually do have the ability to flap, and make noice.”
It had taken a few extra seconds for that pain in her leg to register about where it came from and to what degree Sara was injured. She managed putting weight on it for a step before hopping back on the other leg. Bending the knee so that her leg was off to the side. He’d landed out of reach so Sara settled for backing to the ledge of the building. hobbling with the effort from the injury. With a smooth swipe of her hand the rounds were removed from her leg and childishly thrown at her attacker. Sara now stood with her tail flicking over the ledge of the building and she spread her arms with a shrug. “So what now?”
Zero watched as the creature effortlessly removed the stun shells from her flesh, he could tell that the stun agent was effecting her but far less then it would affect a normal person, by now she should be in an unconscious state, drolling and convulsing a bit, but instead she stood unfazed as though she wasn't struck but with 1, he stared at her as she opened her arms boastfully, he took out another ammo clip from his inside coat pocket, this one much different then the ones before, it contained a large electric charge that when hit would instantly release on the target
Indeed, these lips do work, sad thing you won't hear them much longer
He said this outloud as he opened fire with the sub machine gun sending 15 shells from the 45 shell clip straight across the ledging she stood upon, while the bullets where flying, he pressed a button in the heel of his shoe causing a small charge out of a small cannon in the front of his shoe to shoot out, sending it sliding across the floor and griping it to the ledge she leaned on
Oh look. Amo and more gun stuff. Big surprise. The injuries across her stomach had closed in this brief time of their physical exchange. Her leg was still torn up. Though the flesh could be seen knitting together. She watched him movement carefully. Mean while what ever was on those tranquilizer whatevers was being flushed out of her system by her advanced healing.
“Does that mean you’re just going to stop talking?”
That gun was raised yet again, and Sara set off instincts. She’d strategically placed herself where she could move without putting weight on that bad leg. Enough that she could give herself time to heal. Sara let her body tip backwards and she dropped off of the ledge as the amo struck the wall behind her. Across where she had been standing.
haha You misssssss meeee.
Sara was thinking entirely too highly about herself. Naturally Sara had been put back in her place. Sara flipped backwards grasping the side of the brick work just under the ledge of the over hang. Her body twisted as she controlled the fall. Keeping her body from smacking against the wall by bracing her good foot against the bricks. Then the electricity came. Sara’s stifled a cry of pain. The current hit her as hard as the collars at the registration camps, making her muscles contracts and stiffen. She sucked in air, not liking the fact that this man had entirely too many toys.
(I assume that is the way the electricity work thing works.)
Emilio watched as she dove over the edge and he knew that once she left this rooftop the chase was over, and that he couldn't exactly gun fight here all over the streets of New York, he also knew that with the paralysis she would be stuck for a few seconds hanging on that ledge and thats why he had sent that charge across the way to the ledge, he would have to hunt her again later, but he was going to make sure that she got the message that the best thing for her was to surrender next time
It seems as though we will have to do this again another time, creature, this has been fun though
Zero then stepped on the button on the back of his heel in the opposite shoe activating the charge he had launched earlier, causing the charge to detonate where the creature hung, a large explosion went off as Emilio ran back over to his slide line and then after clearing the length between the roofs he cut the line and took off down the stairs into the building, followed by taking an elevator and rushing to the street below to see what had happened with the rest of the people on the ground that were looking at the large dust cloud and giant pile of stone on the ground from the roof of the building, he wasn't sure however if the creature was under the pile or not
Wow thats insane, I wonder who would do such a terrible thing, I hope no one was injured in this heinous act
He said this allowed as he stood in the crowd of awestruck people, to blend in and throw anyone that might have suspected him off the trail
Explosives went up above her and Sara ducked her head close to the side of the building to try and protect herself from getting hit. Luckily the over hand above her staid intact…. Mostly… “There better not be another mention in the tabloids about spidercat. Sara muttered between gritted teeth. There was a near by window that had shattered with the explosion. The fastest exit, so Sara took it. Hopefully before anyone on the ground could see her. Her trip through the apartment only took her around the corner of the building, where she could open a second window to a fire escape, clime out, and momentarily travel to the roof again. Tall dark and gun happy wasn’t there still, so she gathered her few belongings and through her large coat over her shoulders with her hood up, so that she could enter the streets teen age mutant ninja turtle style.
Once down on the street, it wasn’t hard to blend. If she kept her head down, she looked like one of the many homeless. Norms don’t like looking at the homeless. That and everyone was looking up open mouthed and slack jawed at the building. Some were yelling. Including one idiot Sara was all too happy to find on the street. So she stepped around a few people, till she was right behind him before saying a thing to him.
“I hear your lips still flapping. Have you ever heard the fraise he whom smelt it dealt it?”