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 Tetsuya Shinbo on May 19, 2009 22:21:58 GMT -6
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"Wassat?" Shin asked as he stepped into the ring. He cupped a hand to his ear and leaned forward with a smirk. "I see lightning, but I don't hear thunder. All I hear is THE CLAP!" The crowd erupted as the Shard supporters started cheering his name. He waved to the crowd, then turned to the giant. "But seriously, I'm looking forward to this fight. Apart from the comments about blood spatter and the serious implications of those people in the first few rows wearing ponchos, this looks like it'll be an interesting match. You're big and loud, and I'm short and crafty. You like to get close, and..."
He swung his hands up into fists and did a few quick jabs, bouncing back and forth like a boxer in the ring. "I like to sting from afar. And of course, there was the fact you were crazy enough to kill yourself to prevent someone from killing you, but let's leave that unsaid..." He dropped his voice as it trailed. "So yes, mate. Let's give them a show."
The gong went off in the ring. The fight had begun!! Shin swept his hands through the air like a potter at the wheel, working up a wind of shards. With a slash of his arm, he sent them flying at Bane's face. As he ran to the other side of the ring, other shards formed up into cubes that floated between him and the giant. They spun in the air, hot and crimson. Between them, a few stray sharp ends hung.
Isabel didn't pay any mind to Bane's response to her little outburst. She was a little disappointed that he didn't seem to care about any damage that she'd done, though the reason behind that was made perfectly clear. The Giant had a friggin keg stashed away somewhere. A keg! And Ulysses was the one that went to fetch it for him. Her approval of the chimp quickly began to diminish. She expected the furry mutant to be the brains of the operation, since he was the manager and Bane was the fighter. She didn't think he'd actively encourage the Giant's drinking in such a way. There was a chance the chimp would be involved in her scolding at a later point.
Still sulking over the injury to her feelings as well as the bruise on her pride, she settled herself against the railing on the far side of the pit, nearly opposite to where the small group had been standing before the two fighters had to get into the ring. She wasn't at all impressed by the little show the combatants were engaging each other as well as the crowd in. She didn't expect it would last long once they began throwing punches. Or shards, as it were.
Huffily she crossed her arms and glared up at the cage, determined to keep her sour mood for the remainder of the evening. She'd worried enough over Bane's health for one night, and if he was going to act like a fool in spite of it, then she would not waste any more effort in caring for him. Hell, she might even try cheering on the Shard if she felt like it at some point. She would like to see how well that went over with her companion. It would serve him right for giving her such a scare. However, for the time being she remained silent and sulky, allowing the rest of the crowd to handle any cheers and jeers.
I’m just a well-adjusted gal who likes to leave a serious amount of mayhem in her wake.
Posted by Giant's Bane on Jun 9, 2009 21:54:41 GMT -6
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As the witty banter was exchanged the crowd seemed more and more enthused about the fight that was about to get underway, “You can stay as far away from me as you like your still going to lose!” Bacchus boomed his mutation amplifying his voice as he became louder than the criminals and ex-cons of New York City. Shaking his head slightly as he was effectively drunk he stumbled a little only to regain his composure, the drunkenness would only be effective so long as he stayed near his normal height the second his body grew the drunkenness would be replaced with a buzz till it ran it’s course through his body or he shrunk from his giant form.
This was Ulysses trump card for the night after watching the fight between the Shard and the Bronze guy. Even if the shards could pierce his thick hide he sense of touch and pain would be dulled due to the booze. Ulysses was defiantly going to get a case of bananas or whatever else he wanted.
As the bell rang Bacchus put his hands up in a guard as he continued to wobble back n forth his train of thought clear but the fact that he couldn’t keep his body as straight as he wanted to was slightly troubling. His eyes winced slightly as he looked up at the spinning colorful shapes and was distracted for a time. Blinking, as the shards seemed to be getting closer Bacchus decided to throw his arms up over his face as several shards pierced his skin letting out a small laugh as he spotted Shard on the other side of the ring as bits of glass like cubes and shards hung and rotated in the air Bacchus clapped slightly not bothering to pull out the shards that were imbedded in his arms but rather he decided to change the shape of his forearms and his fists making them thicker and wider giving him a gorilla build look.
Brushing the current shards that were now in his skin Bacchus swiped them away not really caring if he got them all or not despite the feeling of no pain he could tell that within a few moments the pain would quickly catch up with him. Bacchus beat his chest slightly like the big ape he was and then used his in large hands to charge at Shard his body hitting a few of the spinning cubes and loose shards in the process his body heating up to the point of burns with each brush by or every time he ran into them. Bacchus was sure to keep his face clear of the boxes and triangles as he made his way to the shard.
As he got closer Bacchus lunged himself at the shard trying to tackle him in the process, “Hold still!”. Even in his drunken and pain filled state it was obvious unless he could close the distance between him there was no was Bacchus could win. Close range verses long range was never a fair fight, it may be fun but never fair.
(OOC: Shin if you meant for the cubes to be an actual wall let me know and i cn change it. As well as anything else i might have missed or misunderstood.)
Despite the setting, Jax felt a small smirk creep onto her face at Shin’s joke. The clap indeed… She chuckled. The rest of his speech was broken thanks to the crowd cheering, so she didn’t catch all of it. But she was impressed with the shapes he made with his sharp pieces. Jax hesitated to call them glass, but they reminded her of stained windows, especially in the cube shape he had made.
Across the ring, Jax caught sight of a bow, and then Isabel. The other girl didn’t look happy. Jaxon’s eyes jerked back to Bacchus as the shards stuck in him like a make-shift porcupine. His fists grew and then he brushed out the spines, making Jaxon wince. When burns showed up on Bacchus, Jax had to swallow back a gag, wondering if Shin caused that or not.
The tackle looked like it was too far away to do anything, but Jax had been wrong when she made assumptions about the fights before, so she tried not to make any conclusions about how the fight would go.
((OOC: Sorry, didn't know this had started moving again.))
Posted by Tetsuya Shinbo on Jul 10, 2009 11:10:29 GMT -6
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Heavy and thick. The man had arms like a gorilla. Big ape was telling him to stand still, but Shin was already wheeling around the tackle as his right arm strayed in an upward sweep through the air, jerking the shards from the cubes together to form a thick barrier wall. He hung left, feet tromping the motion as the giant kept up his charge. Excess shards embedded in the giant's arms turned and dug, in gut-wrenching blow that was sure to cause pain. Shin frowned a moment at the brutality, but shrugged it off. The man had flown at him like he was ready for the kill. Anything from here on out was self-defense.
"You'd think I'd stand still for that?" He laughed. "Rushing at me with heavy arms and that hard head of yours, it's as if you're standing still!! Try something new for a change!!"
Some of the shards in the wall shattered from the force of any impact the giant could muster. Most stood strong. The wall was thick. With a downward motion of both hands, the shards in Bane's skin tore free and fell to flow against the floor as caltrops. A wave of sharp pyramids floated an inch above the floor between him and Bane.
The crowd roared behind them. Sweat beaded on Shin's brow. The fight had only been underway a few moments, but already he was exerting his mind controlling one wall and a field of sharp shards on the floor. A smirked cut his cheeks.
With a look of complete disinterest mixed with a dash of skepticism, Isabel watched the two individuals romp around the ring. Crossing her arms and giving a sigh she tried to tune out the people in the crowd closest to her as they yelled and cheered and created enough of a racket to give anyone a headache in minutes. The Giant's opponent certainly had an interesting mutation, and he seemed to possess fairly good control over it. If nothing else, the various shards flying through the air were doing some damage to Bane and in her current state of mind that very nearly pleased her. In the least the spinning shapes were pretty to look at.
Cuts, burns, drunken movements. The fight certainly didn't seem as if it'd turn in Bacchus' favor anytime soon. The other kid probably wouldn't even have to resort to using offensive maneuvers if the Giant kept tossing himself around in the middle of all the spinning, sharp-edged shapes. "You big idiot," she muttered, shaking her head at the spectacle the two were creating. "You'd better shape up and pound that kid's face in or you're gonna wind up handing the fight to him."
It was irritating to watch, to say the least. Isabel wasn't much for spectator sports, particularly when a companion of hers was bumbling around in a fight that could be handled so much better. So many mistakes, so much sloppiness. She didn't like it one bit. At that moment she determined that Ulysses would definitely be sharing whatever blame she placed on the Giant for how poorly the fight was already going. The chimp should know better, even if Bane felt certain that downing so much alcohol would have any kind of positive influence during the match. With a huff she settled back a little more, waiting to see how long it would take before Bacchus was knocked on his ass.
I’m just a well-adjusted gal who likes to leave a serious amount of mayhem in her wake.
Posted by Giant's Bane on Aug 13, 2009 14:23:03 GMT -6
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Small trickles of blood ran down his arm the way a stream flows right before an oncoming flood, the pain didn’t exactly register on account of the keg of beer he downed before the fight but he was till aware that there was blood and it will hurt if he didn’t end the fight and the fact that Bacchus couldn’t catch his target with him constantly moving about he figured he would indeed have to change up his strategy a bit although he was somewhat more reluctant seeing as the ‘Shard’ told him to do so.
Even after the double fisted assault on the Shard’s wall he figured he would do what he usually did when someone was move to fast for him to hit, even with the ability to create a wall there had to be a limit to what the Shard could create and hold. His body shooting up another foot Bacchus chuckled slightly as he landed on his feet and one fist making the platform they were standing on shake violently. He knew before hand that the stage they were on had a different foundation than the stadium, as to prevent mass tremors weakening the stadium and forcing them to repair after every fight.
His body growing another foot up and out Bacchus squatted as he focused his power in his legs, which forced his large mass into the air high enough so when he would come down the platform they were on would be forced to weaken or better yet crack. As he came down Bacchus lifted his fist into the air behind him and then forced it out into a punch where he forced it upon the ground, which in turn caused the large ring they were into crack and moan due to the power behind his attack.
The crowd cheered as the ring started to split an crack in various places causing the ground they were standing on to become uneven and hard to run or maneuver without paying more attention to your footing. Bacchus however didn’t really focus on the ground or his footing seeing as his foot was large enough to cover or crush any gaps or uneven plains on the platform. It was then again Bacchus decided to charge again this time throwing his entire bulk into a tackle as his left shoulder began to expand rapidly in hopes that it would brace the impact if Shard should summon another wall.
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Posted by Tetsuya Shinbo on Sept 26, 2009 15:44:26 GMT -6
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"Earthquake in the Thunder Dome. Earthquake IN THE THUNDER DOME!!" The announcer screamed, swinging his microphone up and over his shoulder as he hopped up in his chair. The platform groaned and split like a lightning bolt biting a log.
For a second, Shin lost his footing and concentration. The image of a fissure extending from the claw of a Sandshrew shattered in his mind. The shards shattered with it.
Thump.
Butt met mat. A quick intake of breath hissed past Shin's lips. Then he rolled. He had to keep moving. No time to focus on the pain. The giant. Shin's mind urged. Gotta get up and out of the way...!
Could he slip under the massive thing's guard!? No. That'd open him up for trampling. And the tackle was coming in so fast. Shin's mind raced through possibilities. That sorta speed would take out any shards he summoned in-between them both. The giant didn't seem one to flinch at pain. And so—
Shin rolled to one knee and shot upwards. His body flowed with the whirl of shards he was summoning around his arm. No time to dodge. No time to defend. He’d meet the giant head-on.
A massive black drill of three-inch triangles led the way, thick and hard. It blotted out Shin’s vision of Bacchus’s bulk. More and more, shards swept up into the drill. They pulled Shin forward with their motion like a vacuum. The drill surrounded his right arm. His right arm moved forward to punch.
All or nothing. His mind focused its entirety on this one strike.
((Permission granted to shove Shin against a wall and pin him brutally.))