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 Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
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.
"Hm, well I suppose that atmosphere could have some effect. Paris is a rather lovely city. It has a tendency to put ones thoughts on the subject of compassion and companionship. It's not called the city of love for no reason." she spoke and took the last bite of her lamb, savoring it, for it would be her last before she made a splash in history.
"I really do appreciate the meal. I find it hard to believe that you don't have a significant other. You certainly know how to wine and dine your business partners. I can only imagine how much you'd pamper your girlfriend or wife. Well not really..." she chuckled. For the past 10 years, Arielle had lived an excellent life of luxury because of Aiden. Everything from trips to exotic islands to being showered in diamonds and pearls. Not to mention that he gave her the greatest gift of all. Two beautiful children, whom she started to miss dearly as well as her husband. It was time to stop dilly dallying and get to business.
"If we're done here, I'd like to go collect that head and deliver it to you fresh while I still have the will to do so tonight, otherwise, It'll have to wait until tomorrow and I like to deliver results fast to keep my clients happy."
Abyss finished his last bite a little while before she did, but it wasn’t a problem he sipped his drink casually. “I believe I will take that compliment a bit more seriously than your prior insults.” He smirked slightly. “by all means, have fun. I don’t normally offer this but, if you happen to run into any surprise trouble feel free to give me a call.” She had mentioned the twins a couple of times now and now that she was working on the right side, he could afford to show some concern.
“ I appreciate your dedication.” Abyss smiled to himself after she left.
Let the good times roll. The political tension in the world was almost palpable and this fiasco would ring through the humans nerves like a hammer to a bell. At as they fight each other, ever so subtly the world will fall into our laps.
Paris was now blanketed by the darkness of the night and 8pm was the hour Arielle chose to strike. Sneaking into the Elysée Palace wasn't very hard to do. It would have been for any normal assassin, but Arielle wasn't normal and her gift of turning into water made her job a whole lot easier. Why take the front door when you can just make a small incision in the roof and leak through? Maybe the smart thing to do was to get schematics of the building to find out where exactly which office the president resided in, but that wouldn't have been fun. Hunting down her prey made made the mission even more challenging.
Finally reaching the inside and the hallways was when Arielle reverted back to her human form. There really was no use in taking a liquid state. Someone would be curious to see a puddle of water flowing towards the direction on the president's office. They would automatically suspect a mutant and panic would break out. Arielle had placed her suit back on after leaving the restaurant so that she would blend in with the other employees and officers that occupied the facility. She even picked up a stack of files encased in vanilla folder to make her professional appearance complete and less noticeable. Reading the signs on each door, Arielle continued the search for her target and in no time managed to tracking down his office. Of course prey this large wouldn't be taken out that easily and Mr. President just had to have guards standing right out side his office doors. Understandable and expected since he was in charge of the country and it definitely wouldn't be a problem. Arielle hid back around the corner and returned to a puddle ready to dish out death. This time, she chose to flow as close to the wall and thin out as much as possible to avoid drawing attention. She had enough practice in this stead and she easily flowed past the guards and under the door into the president's office.
Right at his desk looking over some sort of documents, the president sat peacefully, unaware that his life would expire in another minute or so. Arielle made sure to keep her flow along side the wall and doing so, she made her way behind the president's chair. The puddle reformed back into it's original shape of a beautiful young woman and a smile spread across Arielle's lips ready for the kill....
10 minutes passed and there had been complete silence coming from the president's office. It was about time to escort the President to dinner, and the guards steadily opened the door. Their jaw dropped in horror at the site before their eyes. The blood splattered documents on the desk, the headless body sitting upright in the chair and what was worse, the wall behind the president's desk had been cut through and removed to make a small exit to the outside. The news of the president's demise spread quickly like wild fire and the building swarming with police, detectives and forensic teams all attempting to gather clues of the killer and the whereabouts of the missing head. The sad truth was that they would never find it. It belong now to Abyss...
Abyss set with his head back on his sit smiling as he listened to the French radio abruptly descend into chaos. It told him all he needed to know. France had just been struck by catastrophe. He couldn’t understand a word of it but he had a feeling from the tone of the Dj and his frantic and sad tone that his request had been fulfilled.
He got out of the Limo and walked into a rather seedy night club, It was owned by an associate who might or might not be pleased with the events. But he would soon be privy to the cause never the less. Gustave would have trouble taking either of the participants and that was with the unleashing of mercury aside.
He walked into the back and up some steps. Soon he would be sending the French government an announcement of his own. The pair of mutants waiting on him there would help with that. All they needed now was for Arielle to show up. He took a seat in the a rather large booth. He lit up a fine cigar and listen to the music play, it was moments like this that thins just felt right.
A job perfectly executed and Arielle had never stood so proudly before in her life. She had a right to, after all she did just kill one of the world's leaders and without any troubles at all. She had made a quick pit stop at her hotel room to change her clothes and also prepare a nice package for the head she had just taken from the french president's body. After doing so, the water elemental wasted no time and headed over to the club where she could complete the mission.
Although she caught many curious glances as she walked through the club carrying a somewhat large package, Arielle paid them no mind and continued towards the back. After all, if anyone would attempt anything, she'd just kill them and anyone else who dared to intervene in her job.
"Aw, there you are, King Pin....or King Kong, whichever you prefer," She smirked walking over to the booth and taking a seat on the table before Abyss. Crossing her legs, Arielle slid the package containing the missing piece of the murder scene from the President's office towards the large, muscular mutant and smiled innocently.
"Hope you don't mind the wrapping. I just thought it was cute and suited you," she winked, referencing to the yellow wrapping paper with a red monkey pattern covering the box, topped with a red bow. "Like I said, I always deliver," she smiled, taking the cigar from Abyss' mouth and placed it to hers to take a puff.
“ Your majesty will do fine.” He said returning in the jabbing tone that she offered him. But he could hardly be to mad after fulfilling her part of the bargain in such a timely manner. The paper, the teasing the cigar being taken out of his vary mouth. So few dared to treat him as anything other than what he was these days. a emotionless killer, it was nice to have someone just as dangerous around.
A hand reached up to take the cigar from her mouth after letting her drain some more smoke out of it if she liked, the other multitasking and claiming the ribbon and gently untying it. He brought the cigar back to his mouth as he popped the lid of the box. He took a long drag and then blew the smoke at the woman on his table. “You do good work, he looks peaceful, I doubt he saw it coming, Worth every penny. I have some other work for you but you might find the next job distasteful. We can discuss it another time, if you fill you have earned your keep for the night.”
His eyes fell to the box.
“Not so cocky now eh, president? I guess you didn’t carry through with those mutant acts you promised.” He smiled after ending his conversation with the severed head. Abyss gabbed the presidents hair and lifted it out of the box and carried it to the corner, a rather nondescript part of the building.. He gestured to the pair of French mutants that had so quickly agreed to his plan. One amplified powers the other could broadcast his thoughts and sight satellites and in any language, with out a point to trace it to. First broadcast got the idea of what he wanted to do set in his mind. He stared at the lifeless severed head and then began to mutter something that sounded much to abyss ears as gibberish. Then peek set his hands on broadcasts shoulders. After that they looked like they were both in deep concentration.
Abyss glanced up a TV and smiled as a soccer match turned off and then the French president’s head was there on the screen. Scrolling across the bottom were the words in several languages. From Russia with love. It was blatant , but the relationship had been strained and this should be enough to get things rolling.
Every Tv in the world that was on, for the next five minutes would show nothing but that lovely scene. And from there the news could take it.
He gestured to the tv and smiled at Arielle. “ Your work for the whole world to see.”
"Of course I did a good job. I didn't build my reputation in this business by being sloppy and careless. Indeed, the president never saw it coming. All it took was one little water jet through his throat. Not even a peep...."Arielle gloated, and was more than appreciative of the praise Abyss showered on her. Though she wasn't too fond of when he blew smoke back in her face. That was not cute at all. She shrugged it off and watched the other two mutants at his side aid him in what she would discover to be a live broadcast of the French president severed head.
"You really are enjoying this aren't you?" she asked as her left eye brow arched upwards at the grotesque image on the scene of the TV.
“ Your work for the whole world to see.”
"I guess..." the lady assassin shrugged, taking out a nail file and went to work on a few of her nails. "Anyways, what is this other work you speak of? Nothing is distasteful, as long as I'm paid." Arielle said shifting a bit. "You know as intimidating and scary as you look, your tail is just the cutest thing. You ever considered putting a bow on the end? That'd be hot." she chuckled.
“Oh, but of course I am enjoying it. This very well could set great things in motion my dear. I suppose we shall see is no one safe, so long as the price is right? I think it is quite good as is . I am neither Eeore nor the lion that needs courage, after all. I think you may have spent to much time in Paris my dear, the French fashion has you thinking about how a tail should dress.”
His tail came up slowly and with its tip poked her nose.
“what would you think about taking out cold steel? I wonder if your bonds are still there? I would be willing to pay double what I just paid you for that. I have simply have a feeling that his time in the world if continued will become troublesome soon.
"It was just a suggestion, more so a joke though. I didn't think you'd take it seriously..." Arielle replied, gently moving Abyss' tail from her nose and returned her focus to Abyss' proposition.
“what would you think about taking out cold steel? I wonder if your bonds are still there? I would be willing to pay double what I just paid you for that. I have simply have a feeling that his time in the world if continued will become troublesome soon."
"WHAT?!" Arielle exclaimed with widened eyes, then turned away to cough lightly in her fist. "Excuse me. I meant...What? Why would you want me to kill Sam? I mean, how his he going to be trouble to you? I mean, what? Did he give you frost bite or something?" she asked trying to make light of the situation when deep down she was troubled by his next hit request. Arielle had killed well over 200 people within the last 5 years she's worked as an assassin and she would take out any target that was given for her for the right price. However, none of her hits have been close to her heart like Sam was. Though it's been awhile since she's had contact with him or any of the X-men for that matter, he was still one of the few people she treasured in this world. And for Abyss to ask her to kill him...and for double the price....
"I'm still waiting for your reason on why you want him gone..." Arielle demanded crossing her arms and glaring at Abyss.
“No, no. In fact I like him quite a bit, But he has the same tired Ideals that he always has, and has been a long time coming that his foolish notions about living in harmony with humanity come to an end. I whole heartedly would hate to see him go, however it will become necessary. I thought I might at least offer him a peaceful and quick death. The price for his interference now could simply be too high. After all nothing is too distasteful, no? It hadn’t honestly occurred to me to ask you to do it until I saw the look of an unaware man on the president’s face.” He removed his cigar from his mouth and offered it to the woman.
“I require no immediate action simply an answer on whether you would or wouldn’t consider the job. he doesn’t need to die tonight or even this month, I could afford to give him a month. Bu I am afraid his number is up, one way or another soon enough.”
"You like him? You could have fooled me. I've never heard of ever wanting somebody they like dead. Then you have the nerve to ask me to do it..." Arielle sighed frustratedly.
"And I don't see how killing him is going to solve anything. He's not the only one with those morals about being at peace with humanity. If you want me to kill Sam, you might as well tell me to kill all of the X-men because they all have the same mind set. Problem is do I have the right mind set to kill them, because I know they won't have any problem coming after me if I killed Steel. Not to mention that Sam is not just an ordinary mutant I can just knock off with ease. I have some control over ice now, being able to manipulate liquids, but that's all I can do. His powers over the cold element are vastly superior. I'm already at a disadvantage power wise..." she lowered her head, completely lost and having no idea how to handle this request. It'd be stupid not to take it. He was paying her double the amount and have her a month to do it. It was more than enough time and enough money. Money was the root of all evil, but was it evil enough to make Arielle kill one of her dearest friends?
"I'll do it." she said in a rather low tone, attempting to keep the words from exiting her mouth, but they had done so anyway. "I'll...take the hit."
“Really, is it so hard to believe that I could be fond of someone that is also extremely inconvenient? I have the nerve to ask because of your professionalism. I am sure that the why is of less consequence, then the need to have it done.”
It was an understandable reaction, she did know the people, but it would serve to know them well. He doubted someone who didn’t know them well could pull it off.
“at a girl, I didn’t expect it to be an easy decision and keep in min I very well may ask you to continue down the line, their leader being gone will throw them into a nice bit of chaos. If they come after you, by all means head to the nearest sanctuary and you will be protected and assisted. For this job I believe a half now and half later should be good enough. Might I suggest seducing him and catching him in a moment of weakness? A fine female form has always been his greatest flaw. If somewhere between now and the completion of the job, you loose your dedication, simply cut this card in half. No harm, no foul”
Abyss handed a black Card to Arielle, it held the same amount in credit as the prior payment for the ex president of France. He could afford to make this transaction easily but this was a hard hit to do emotionally. He once again glanced up and smiled at the screen.
“When I have heard word that your work is finished I will double the amount on the card. No need to bring me anything. I have ears among the organization. So I should know fairly shortly.”
Posted by forecast on Feb 10, 2009 23:17:38 GMT -6
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"I know that..." Arielle responded to Abyss taking the card as he explained that one of Sam's strongest weaknesses was a beautiful woman. She couldn't help but smile while remembering those 10 years ago the first day they met. Had it not been for Leila, she would have snagged Sam and reeled him in easily. For her own reasons, it was better if she didn't attempt to seduce them If there were ever any male Sirens, Sam would definitely be one and things would go too far.
"Half now, half later. If I don't get the job done, cut the card..." she repeated.
" Or, if I don't kill him, maybe I should keep it as a little president for the stress you're putting me through in attempting to murder him..." she thought to herself as she tucked the card into her cleavage and shot a glare to Abyss.
"It's been a pleasure Abyss. I'm sure we'll see each other again very soon..." Arielle spoke, sliding off the table and heading for the exit. "Bonne nuit ((Good Night))." were her final words before leaving.
“ I assure you the pleasure has been all mine. Until we meet again Miss Monteiro.”
He felt he had a fifty fifty shot on the job getting done. She very well could have hardened quite a bit, or she could run right along and simply escalate matters of the inevitable feud that would come up between Cold steel and him, later anyhow.
The finale of this drawn out play was going to come to a close for the humans soon and he doubted that Sam would come to his senses before then. Soon this earth of theirs would spiral out of human control and their extinction would follow. The endgame is at hand, better to say good bye to that friendship preimptively.