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.
"Sound is vibration transmitted through a solid, liquid, or gas; particularly, sound means those vibrations composed of frequencies capable of being detected by ears. For humans, hearing is limited to frequencies between about 20 Hz and 20,000 Hz (20 kHz), with the upper limit generally decreasing with age..."
How, boring. The guide's voice droned on and on as he explained the museum''s exhibit on the science of sound. To Nunally, it wasn't that sound was a boring topic, it simply the way it was presented in the establishment. Gray walls, fluorescent lighting (which was something she HATED), and the unenthusiastic tour guide made it that way and gave her the chance to let her mind roam. 'I wonder if I left my purse in the school bus. I hope so, all of my money is in there...I need to remind my roommate about using up all of the hot water in the shower. I have to wait fifteen minutes before I'm able to even get used to the temperature!'
"Ma'am? Are you paying attention? Miss...Nunally Biermann?" She blinked. "Yes?" A few snickers were heard in the crowd of her fellow classmates, her teacher stepped in this time, "Pay attention! You're all going to write a 5 paragraph essay on this trip!" A few sounds of discomfort was emitted from the class, the bespectaled older women gave the crowd a stern look which shut them up for the being.
"Now, if you'll see here we have an exhibit on..."
The others all followed the tour guide, while she stayed behind. She feel something, this strange feeling of dread, that something was going to happen and she, in some shape or form, was going to be involved in it. A small pang in her heart threathened that it most certainly had something to do with her "Insturments". She hoped that no innocentbystanders would get hurt.
David loved museums, the smell sights, the smells, and just the overall creativity, and he always loved to see the great inventions, and wonder if he could remake it. David stared closely at the exhibits, his mind buzzing "I wonder If I could shrink one of these listening things to the size of a hearing aid and expand those frequencies, that would be awesome." He thought eavesdropping on the instructor and class. He wasn't here for the class, but he always loved to learn more about that stuff.
David rolled his eyes at the older woman's scolding, she sure was strict about the student's paying attention. She was like some stereotypical old teacher, it was funny. The group moved on and left the woman who had been yelled at behind, he hoped she hadn't actually been that affected by what the woman said. He walked up casually next to her, watching the class walk off. "Hey ignore her, some teachers are just always angry. Just don't let it rub off on ya." He said jokingly.
Posted by instinct on Feb 11, 2009 23:13:07 GMT -6
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She slightly jumped, but quickly regained her composure when she realized that he was just this random man trying to console her. She smiled, "Nah, she ain't a teacher, she a slave driver." She covered her mouth, embarrassed. "That..came out wrong." She thought she finally got rid of her ugly accent, it came up now and again, but not like this.
