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.
Rena was not whare she was being hostile, But apologized none the less for any offense she may have caused. She had simply been showing what she could do, but she shrugged and took in his words with interest anyway. She figured maybe he did not socialize much, but then nether did she. "I had no intention of provoking you in any way, i apologize if my actions were interpreted that way, i was simply showing my powers as you had offered to do with yours." She said going on keeping her voice pleasant and reasonable. She was doing her best not to provoke him. As he brushed past her, she turned and followed him casually. he was another Mutant and so unprovoked she would not strike.
Rena was not entirely sure what a psyche was, but she kept quite on this considering the grave he had brought her to. Rena was guessing his powers were telapathic in nature, misinterpreting Psyche for psychic. Reguardless she was more curious as to what his power could be then to worry about little details like insanity, she was quite sure she could handle it. "I watched one of my friends disembowel and consume the organs of a human once, she favored the ehart if i recall" she said thinking to herself as she stood back a bit waiting for the demonstration.
"No i have not actually, my movie watching abilities over the past several years were rather limited" She said, in truth she had not even had access to a TV in over two years. Regardless she was not sure how his power could make her go insane, but this served only to raise her interest.
Posted by 985topher on Jan 12, 2009 16:33:04 GMT -6
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"Well then i'm sorry. Someone ur age should not have to experience such gruesome things." A sorrowful look struck his face as he looked into the darkening sky. It was a look that often crossed Cadaver. A look of regretful past. " I shouldnt have to had seen my own rage rip apart a man using my ability!................ But the past is the past. I have control Now."
"thank u sensei" he thought to himself. "thanks for all the discipline and respect u taught me. even if it cost u ur life."
Cadaver laid his hands upon the ground surrounding the grave. His coat fluttering around him in the sudden wind. The sky darkened even more. He suddenly stood his back turned to the young woman. His eye on the horizon. The dirt around the grave shook. A grey film covered Cadaver's eyes. "This is my power." 3 more graves around Cadaver shook. Cracking wood of rotting coffins is heard. Decaying heads, arms, hands, shoulders rose form the graves that had been untouched for years. In mere moments four of Cadaver's faithful undead stood around him. He turned toward Rena. "Do u understand now? Do u see why i stay around cemetaries? The method to my mad speeches?" his grey eyes stared at her. They shone with a light one step away from holy, and 2 away from evil.
"I hope u aren't frightened Rena. This i what i do. I summon the undead."
"we all have our pain" She said to Cadaver as he mentioned the incadent in his past. Aura felt it was best to move past such issues as best one could or they would hold one back. Still she watched as Cadaver put his hands on the ground, she noticed the sky growing darker and a few different idea's of what his power might be crossed her mind. At the movement of the grave soil she at first assumed Cadaver was manipulating the earth around his hands. She was a bit starteled when bones began popping up from the soil, but quickly regained her composure.
"Yes, You stay around here, because here you are safe, an endless amount of material is around you for you to use your ability with. I am not scared, because i trust you. Summoning the undead is a wonderful ability, you could be quite powerful" She said with a nod and smile. The living skeletons were certainly strange even y her standards. The dead were dead, so somone might as well use them.
"I can see how the ability might offend some of the religious types, regardless of what others believe, you simply should do what your heart tells you to. So How much can you control them, im guessing they can defend you if you needed it?" She said casually, though she had to admit, the long dead beings, smelled rather bad.
Posted by 985topher on Jan 13, 2009 16:54:02 GMT -6
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OOC: their not exactly skeletons more like zombies of rotting corpses. for future reference. O and the sky getting darker thing isnt a sign of Cadaver's power I just meant that it was sunset.
IC:
"Powerful compared to whom? To u? to a human? do ur briefly mentioned employer? who i assume is a mutant." He took several caual steps toward her. His minions flanking him. Like a General proudly leading his troops Cadaver smiled at his ability. It made him feel alive. " of course to answer that question i suppose that, as u said, you must know my limits. Yes i can use my ghastly friends for defense & offense of many types. I can even have them do complicated fighting styles & difficult procedures when i need to."
"perhaps i should see her powers first" he thought to himself. "may be worthwhile. and useful as shit. well i can't stand here sitting like an idiot."
"anyting else u wanta know?" Cadaver finnally asked
"If the ability could be expanded enough you could call an army of undead to your side, after all killing the already dead could certainly be a tough issue. " She answered. "Despite the smell, it is a rather interesting ability, the only issue is, that man who i saw you with earlier, the upturned soil might make him think your grave robbing" She said looking down at the upturned soil by the graves. The ability was facenateing, If these Zombies were anything like the movies then, this mutant could summon, a host of undead warriors which could not be destroyed by normal human means. At least that was her take on the ability. her curiosity wanted her to ask more questions, but she also knew she might be getting invasive.
"I understand the ability, if you want to talk more about it we can, but i do not with to intrude on any information you do not wish to give out. "So what are your plans for the future?" She asked tilting her head curiously. She gazed up at the setting sun with a smile before looking back with her green eyes. " I always loved the night more so then the day" She said with a smile.
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"the man...... you must mean Jim" Cadaver chuckled to himself "dont worry about Jim, he just hired me as gravekeeper, and hes prolly half blind." He would deal with Jim when the time came.
He saw the twinkle in her eye it could have been mischief, or joy, or mayeb curiosity. "A wasted question is the most futile thing in the world Rena. If u want to ask then ask. I am an open book.".........'almost' said his inner voice....." The plotline to my story is not set in stone. I don't make plans for my future. Im living day by day."
"and speaking of night. Don't u have a home to go to? someone who may look for u?"........ there are several things about her i dont understand. but it will come in time.......... "or maybe ur a rebel looking for fun in NYC?"
The stars began to come out. the moon was a pale silver disk in the sky. Cadaver looked up searching for his favorite constellation, Scorpio. Wondering what this strange young woman with the emerald eyes would do next.
"That would probably be helpful" She commented at the comment about jim likely being partly blind. It would be useful if he was, as Cadaver would get more practice. " I suppose your right, still im not sure what questions to ask anymore, but keeping open to future possibilities is always a good thing.
He asked if anyone would be looking for her, or if she had a home to go to. She did now have a place to return to, but she was pretty sure no one would be looking for her. "I Live at a place called Sanctuary, a place for mutants to live and stay among their own. Im pretty sure their would be no one looking for me. I am sort of a trouble maker, but only for humans" She said Honestly. She then entertained a thought of her parents looking for her, it was a nice beautiful thought, and yet she knew it was not the case. "Ever since i was locked up when my powers emerged i have lived basicly on my own, or in the wilderness of canada, with miracle." She said with a shrug, leaping up onto one of the gravestones.
"When my power emerged, i was punching another girl, my aura manifested into into a blade, and cut through her spinal colum, needless to say the trial was pretty open and shut" She said a bit bitterly.
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OOC: Cadaver hasnt told Told rena his alias. Rena knows him as peter unless some other intelligence has told her otherwise
IC: .......the sanctuary why did that ring a bell...... Cadaver paced for a second. Turning back to Rena "Well our stories are almost similar. My ability emerged at age 17. My brother mother and i were coming back from a dinner. A drunk collided with our car in a truck doing 85 on the highway. My Family suffered fatal wounds. I, miraculously survived. I would later learn that my ability helped me live. After 2 months in the hospital and 1 month of physical training i was back out on the streets. That weekend i attended my family's funeral. The same drunk showed up during the burial. I freaked. He should of been in jail and he had no right to b there. My anger activated my ability and the lifeless corpses of my family ripped him limb from limb. I havent returned home since."
"perhaps its time i sent my good friends here back to their holes, clean up this mess, and head inside or out into NYC? i feel nervous when my creatures are out and aobut without a use for them."
She listened carefully do the story Cadaver was telling. " Two months laid up in a hospital bed, i think i would go insane, and the one month training after that could be rough as well. Still what happened is understandable, I would have done much the same in your position. What matters most is that you recovered and were able to bring justice to the situation. He can hurt no one else now thanks to you, most likely he would have done it again, and added more lives to the pile. You may have saved many with your actions" She said as she hopped down from the gravestone "Home is where you feel you belong, i have not seen the home of my birth in years as well, my parents are prolbely still alive but their human and thus do not matter" She said honestly, looking back at him. "We could head out to another location if you wish? do you have any ideas?" She asked leaning against one of the more ornate tombs in the area.
She wondered what he wanted to do in the city, but she was fairly easy going. "So your friends rebury them selfs?" SHe asked figuring they would since he could controll them still the idea of it was a bit odd. She tried to picture burying herself willingly under soil. She assumed that was the difference between the undead and mutants though.
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Cadaver chuckled "no they dont bury themselves but one can go back in while others put the dirt back. I'll just have to finish off the last one myself."
"well in NYC there is usually plenty to do thats better than sitting on gravestones. Theres Central park, times square, several malls and other random things to do. " Cadaver thought for a moment.
" i suppose i just want to get out for awhile i've had enough of this dismal place. It's an excellent place to think but not so much for company."
Cadaver's eyes turned grey getting ready to send his minions back to the earth.
"Well i suppose that's pretty close" She said as she watched the Zombies. It was quite the power she thought. They would rebury each other and that made sense to her after all why do the work yourself when you could get the dead to do it for you.
"That is true, their are more exciting places then here" She said as she looked around the area to make sure no one was near by. She wanted to make sure she was not going to get shot at for grave robbing by a passing patrol car. She wanted to to try to avoid and fighting tonight.
"If you want to get out though, i would be more then happy to go with you, and yea i guess the dead to make bad company, their cool, but they can't talk" She said nodding to the idea of more company. She waited for cadaver to reseal his minions, flexing her back a bit, as she took another look around.
(Sure make a thread in a new area, and put a link to it here)
Posted by 985topher on Jan 21, 2009 15:18:25 GMT -6
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OOC: sry i took so long to post again been busy. by the way where do u see this thread going? too fighting? hangin out? to the order? id like to know some ideas im runnin out for the moment thats y i suggested we move to a new spot.
Cadaver motioned vaguely with his arms and the undead set to work. Mr. Oroveski settled back into his hole then crossed his arms in the classic burial position. The rest of Cadaver's minions pushed dirt in with their hands. Smoothing it out and throwing brittle leaves over the fresh dirt.
" yeah they're pretty speechless....... maybe i should learn ventriloquism." he chuckled again as his faithful companions dug the second zombie in just like the first. " They can b pretty useful though. Almost done here." The 3rd undead had just climbed into its grave. "so does central park sound good to you. some nature and the open sky will do my good. That is unless you have somewhere ud like to go in mind?"After grabbing a shovel from the shack. Cadaver walked over to help fill in the 3rds grave and then bury the final undead. Humming "franklins tower" as he worked.
-The order would make sense, Well Sanctuary anyway, as it is a homeless shelter for Mutants and im low on ideas to. We could try and get somone else into the Rp or just stop it and move on-
His idea to learn to make it seem like the undead were speaking was funny, but a bit sad to her as well. She watched the Undead work to rebury them selfs. It kinda reminded her of being buried alive, she had never been such, but Solkat had told her many stories. "it looked like your living here, i know a much more comfortable place, we can go if your interested. Its a building called Sanctuary a shelter for mutants, i live their" She said with a smile. Sanctuary was her home now. It was a lovely place as well, with catered meals. "It maybe a better place to go, I tend to attract trouble stemming from a few accidental deaths over the years" She said, and her words for the most part were true, but the vast majority of the deaths had been anything but accidental. She was hoping he would come to the sanctuary with her. She was not sure if she was suppose to, but the way she saw it the more mutants she brought to sanctuary the better for several reasons, as well as her liking this one on a friend level.
Posted by 985topher on Jan 22, 2009 15:07:27 GMT -6
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Again the sanctuary.... why was that so familiar. Something spoken by another vagrant of NYC. But when Cadaver asked the ones who were talking about it they just gave him a glare that said "back off ya grey haired asshole" he had forgot about it.
What was this place? just a shelter as Rena said or something more sinister? Cadaver wanted to believe her, but his mind only thought of the times he had been betrayed. "i cant always distrust people. there has to be someone i can put faith into or my life will be nothing but an empty shell." Cadaver thought. "I'll go but i ahve to be tentative, look for hidden signs and clues." He finished shoveling dirt onto the final grave. then spread dead leaves over the top as he thought.
"Sure. The sanctuary sounds interesting. I won't promise u anything , but ill give the place a look." Cadaver said with a slight smile. "Just let me douse the fire in the stove. and put some things away." Cadaver went into the shack and put the extra can of pork n beans away along with the extra water bottle. with a deft twirl he put his jacket on stashing the liquor bottle in a big pocket for safe keeping. "could b useful for fun or even a weapon" he thought. He headed outside.
"you ready to go?"
OOC: u can either start a thread at the sanctuary or post here again and then ill start one