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 WereCat on Sept 21, 2008 12:21:25 GMT -6
Mutant God
1,872
8
Aug 31, 2017 18:09:18 GMT -6
“Mine neither.” Sara said raising her own hands with the pad on the inside and the curved claws at the tips of her fingers that were so neatly folded into place. “Maybe that is my fascination.” Sara swallowed down more rice.
“Surrealism.” She said with a shrug. “They are paintings that are inspired by dreams. Some are very abstract, and scary.” She didn’t know how hers would turn out yet. She had only just started the thumb nails. "I'll make sure to try and find you when I finish it."
Slade nodded... so surrealism was what came from your dreams, no wonder some of it was dark! Sounded sweet to Slade! "Sounds like a plausible enough reason to me, dreams never seem to do the way you want them to, maybe that's why they're so scary? but yeah i wouldn't worry about the paws they are much cooler than hands any day!" Slade meant it, he wondered what it must be like to have claws like that, but he would never ask. He knew from experience how irksome it was to have people asking for a description of the qualia of being a car. It couldn't be any more fun having to explain the qualia of a cat...
Sara had piledrived her way through the food so far. Most of the shrimp and fried rice were already gone! This was easily surpassing Goosh's efforts... This was making Slade crave fuel, he had been on his way to fill up earlier after all. "When you're done would you like a lift back by the way? If so can you direct me to the nearest fuel station I'm running a tad low..." Slade's engine rumbled softly once again. Damn this Chinese food!
Posted by WereCat on Sept 22, 2008 23:09:47 GMT -6
Mutant God
1,872
8
Aug 31, 2017 18:09:18 GMT -6
A small smile came to her face. Her paws were cool. Despite her feelings about the rest of what came with her mutation, she adored her claws. Many times, she wouldn't of gotten by, if they weren't the way they were. And despite their look, he liked all that could be done. Though the prospect of a ride home required her to take more time with her food chewing.
"I don't really need a ride." She replied after a moment. Her place wasn't actually hers and so far only a few knew of where she was staying at the moment, One being DK, the other being Ayesac. Other than that, she had chosen to try and keep her current residence as quiet as possible. DK only knew because he had caught her in the middle of a long trip in dangerous either. "I live prity close, and I'd hate to be more of a bother."
Slade smiled, put in the same situation he wouldn't have let a stranger know where he lived. It also made his life a little easier, he could get straight to the petrol station and have his fill of 'food'! "As weird as this has been, I've enjoyed this immensely, you're one sound cat in both senses of the term." Slade chuckled at his sad little joke, if one were to be old school one may as well do it with panache! "Anyways I don't know whether you're up for it but we should do this again sometime. As in the meal not me running you over!"
Slade sincerely hoped she would say yes. Friends were hard to come by and Slade felt that he'd clicked with Sara. He wasn't expecting much though, she probably had her own set of friends and wouldn't be up for the idea of befriending a giant car. Not too many people did... Socialising definitely took a nose dive after he'd become a mutant. Some reasons plainly more obvious than others...
A smile formed at the corner of Sara’s mouth. At least he seemed to understand her wish not to disclose the place she had currently taken up residence in. Due to her circumstances Sara had been moving around the city quite a bit. The place where she, and Ayesac, were at now, was the place they had been at the longest. An abandoned war house.
If the world would ever turn perfect enough, Sara intended on purchasing the realestate, but she had to be sure she wouldn’t just want to move again. “That would be fun. I’m sure we will run into each other again.”
ooc - ok if we leave this here? pm if you wanna continue...
ic - Slade wrote down his number on a conveniently available napkin. He'd just noticed the time and he really needed to get back, it was to be an early morning tomorrow and Slade needed his beauty sleep. "I'm real sorry Sara but I have to split, got chores and that. Thanks for a great evening, if ever you wanna meet again just give me a call. Sorry again for the whole running you down!" Slade hoped she'd call sometime, this had made his day.
Posted by WereCat on Sept 25, 2008 11:38:21 GMT -6
Mutant God
1,872
8
Aug 31, 2017 18:09:18 GMT -6
(That is fine, seeing as we are in two other threads at the moment.)
Sara took the paper and glanced at the number. Taking a moment to memorize it before she carefully tucked it away into a pocket. "At least when I hit the ground, I tend to bounce back better than others." She smirked. She was a half cat who got hit by a half car... That was either terrible or would make for a terrific story.
Sara waved as he left, then sat there quietly, finishing the entire meal.