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.
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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.
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something seemed off and not with the corpse at her feet. It was very clear the Man would not be going anywhere from the pool of blood around him. Kneeling down Aura began systematicly probing through his belt and pockets, looking for useful items. SHe found several including a baton, more ammo and she realized the man's chest was padded, a vest of some kind. it seemed padded some how but Aura had no idea just how. Standing, she put the ebst around her waist which looked way to bog barely hanging from her hips.using her aura she poked a new hole in it and made it fit slightly better, well enough whare it would not just fall off.
She walked over to meld concerned for her friend who seemed quiter the normal some how bothered by this event and Aura had trouble considering why, until she heard Meld speak words like monster and humanity. How could you lose humanity when you were born without it, she asked herself. "Your no monster and we have no humanity to lose, what matters now is saving predator and when we do that were going to kill a number of these guys. Their mere animals anyway, no diffrent then killing deer" she said shrugging believing melds issue to be with killing the man. Aura ahd no issues with it or at least she told herself that, in relality many of them huanted her, mostly the deaths of those she knew and had not caused. Aura was use to death.
"You can only be yourself my friend, we must embrace that and use that to finish what must be done" she said looking at the notepad and dialing a number on her cell phone. She began speaking to some one on the line adviseing the person whare to meet them. "Thanks Mars" she said happily and then looked at Meld. "Have you met abyss? One of his brothers will help us get in" she said running a hand through her hair. She wished she could help meld but she did not know how other then to kill and fight.
Posted by vampyremage on Aug 2, 2009 14:23:50 GMT -6
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"I have no humanity?" Meld repeated softly after Aura. But that couldn't be right could it? She was a mutant not a human but did that mean that she had no humanity? No, that couldn't be it could it? There were many mutants out there who were good people, who had conscience and morals and who didn't take undue pleasure in the suffering of others. And didn't that mean that they had humanity, even if their blood ran mutant red? She shook her head, confused and troubled. "I know they're animals," Meld agreed. That was never in question. "But is it right to take pleasure in their suffering? What kind of person does that make me?" How to explain that it was the only thing she had felt in many years. How does one even begin to explain that?
Meld focused herself on the intent of rescuing Predator. That much she knew was a good cause, it would make her a good person to rescue a friend, surely. She took a deep calming breath, emptying her mind of all her doubts and anything that could get in the way of her task at hand. If she had something to focus on, something to get her mind off of her thoughts, then she would be able to function, would be able to succeed. She had done it before, suppressed all emotional responses for the sake of the task at hand, surely she could do it again, here and now? It was more important now than ever before and now was not the time to brood on her shortcomings and her internal darkness. Her eyes went cold and dead and her expression degenerated into one of hard determination. She wondered, distantly, what she must look like when she entered this mind state. Would others look into her eyes and find only dead emptiness? And would that terrify them as much as she knew it should terrify her?
"I have met Abyss," Meld stated, her tone of voice utterly without inflection. "He seems like a very capable and determined individual though I was unaware that he had any brothers. Any help he can offer, however, I believe we could use." She passed over the paper she had been given with the address on it. Much blood would be spilled this day, she was certain of that if nothing else. And her soul would become ever more blackened and dead. Perhaps she could learn to feel nothing all the time, just as she physically felt nothing.
"well no, were not human after all. Taking pleasure in pain is not a bad thing itself, it is what you do with that feeling after that makes the diffrence. That pleasure can blind us until we are beings who care only fight for sake of power and not the wonderous beauity each battile provides us. You are not alone with this feeling my friend, i to know the surge of power and joy each kill brings. When Miracle trained me, she had my team kill every day to get us use to it, but she also told us that it is ok to feel good about some thing many may consider horrable, so long as you do not let it consume you. Being able to feel pain or pleasure means your alive and still sane" Aura said realizeing more what was bothering her freind.
"Yea a number of them from what i gatherd, they can access this weird void thing that should get us in. With any luck we will be in and out before they even know were thare." she said simply, she expected to have to kill several indviduals in the building but hopwed they could do it without having to resort to an all out fight, they could never sustain it, even with predator and had no idea how much damage abyss and hiw brothers could really take.
Aura was unsure whare the address was she was actually pretty bad with street names, remmebering the common paths she took as she left sanctuary served to guide her. She began making her way torward their bike.Predator would be freed or a good number of officers would hang this night, she stopped only once to touch her head, shaking off another intruding image. They would go away when her venegnce was fulfilled. Fomring her aura around her arm, she smiled breifly as she flexed the arm and let the pink aura fade away again.
Mars was conveniently enough out and about he had things to tend to people to see, trouble to stem and trouble to start, however that didn't mean he didn't have time for his niece and Meld, and even just a random mutant in Jail he headed to the prison out side of the closest point to the prison that he could get, it would help with void placement when ever he tried to put them in a specific place. He looked at his watch and smiled, He was on time, He loved to be on time but when taking care of the barrel of monkeys things often dragged them into late arrivals.
He parked his motorcycle and began to stretch a bit. It might get interesting and if it did well, a lot more than one prisoner would be freed tonight. he leaned against the wall decked in his recently acquired black ensemble. The only tales of who he was showing were his rebelliously wild tail and his size and girth. he waited for the ladies to arrive so they could get this show started.
Posted by vampyremage on Aug 4, 2009 21:30:29 GMT -6
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Meld stared impassively at Aura as she spoke, and then slowly her lips formed into a tentative smile, although the smile was dark and haunted. Perhaps it was best if she looked at it that way, reveled in the thrill of the kill and the thrill of being the cause of so much pain, but tempering that thrill with control. For all the problems she had in her past and her present and for all the atrocities she had committed, none of them had been done through anger or loss of temper. Everything she did she did for a purpose, so why should this be any different? Could it not be possible to revel in her power while remaining true to her goal? In time, perhaps, she could accept that she was a monster so long as she remained within the loving embrace of her cause. "Thank you, Aura," sha said. her voice remained dead and cold. "I needed to hear that."
Meld began walking with Aura towards their bike, mentally mapping out the address in her head. She had a reasonably good idea where that was located, proving once again that the time she spent getting to know the ins and outs of the city and the area around the city were worth it. One never knew when one might need to make a quick getaway and in such a moment of emergency knowing which streets led where could be a matter of life and death, capture and freedom.
Meld mounted the bike and awaited Aura's joining her then began driving in her usual mad dash through traffic. It was a longer journey than she would have liked but at least it occurred without incident. She parked her bike where directed too and waited for Aura to let her know where, exactly, they would be meeting Mars. Her mind remained utterly focused on the task at hand.
"No trouble, better we solve the puzzile now then in the heat of the dance" she said with a shrug. The rise on the bike was quite and for once aura watched the scenery around them, not the people. She was mor elooking for cop cars and the like, but it seemed no one cared the cop was missing at least not yet. He had seemed like a minor officer, a step up from a pencil pusher. As for Meld, Aura felt she knew what meld as going though but Aura was some times forgot most did not have the training in killing every day that she did. She could still recall how scared she had been that first time, how the flames had consumed him and how bad her control was.
Aura ahd an idea of whare Mars would be, and he area was not to far from whare they were now. The prisen looked huge, and the guards looked like ants in comparisen. The obviously new prison seemed to be built much mroe stury then others, likel as they were planning to hold certain prisoner types here. As she circelled the perimiter she soon saw someone large leanign against a wall. Still the tail gave him away most of all, that lovely tail of his. Aura mused it would be intresting to have her own tail one day. With a smile she walked over to mars making sure to stay out of visual sight of any wondering guards, though they would be tough to see at this range.
"Glad you could make the dance, Pred-Head has the right attatude and personality to be one of us, but it seems the police wish to talk with him first" she said a slight joke on her part. She had no idea if pred was being tortured or being forced to listen to X-men slogans, torture being the better of the two in aura's mind. "Trouble is, we have no idea whare he is in the place, you want to play to?" she asked mars basicly asking if he wnated to come in with them, it was going to prove intresting to say the least.
“ Evening ladies. hmmm, you know I am always happy to help out one of our own, even if he doesn’t know it yet, but I think the best way to utilize my abilities is as a distraction. I am hardly capable of sneaking about and I am afraid I will attract attention whether I am with you or not. So we might as well play it to our advantage.”
He had already been putting some thought into the best way to do this and what he had so far was this, He stretched a little and pointed to a spot along the wall of the prison stating “ I opened a void right there along that wall, it hasn’t been touched by a spot light in the little while I have been here so I think they missed a spot. He moved his finger down the wall toward a well lit area that is going to be your closest pre set entrance. Hopefully they’ll throw it open when I knock on the front door. I will stay and play as long as I can, if I can I am going to get one of the gun towers and see if I can’t create some true havoc on the outside of this place. Now on the inside I suggest seeing if you can’t find the main controls and opening the cells. That should make it hectic enough that you have free reign. If you want chaos of course… the prisoners might cause more trouble than that is worth. Particularly if this place is holding mutants.”
He looked to the pair and smiled opening a second void. “ step in here and then step out again, it is a bit disorienting, but just focus on getting to where you want to go and you should be fine. If not I’ll be there to guide you. Give me about thirty seconds and you should be able to hear me starting my part of the plan, that is, unless you two have something in mind already?” he didn’t intend on over estimating himself or underestimating the ladies, so he was serious when he asked.
Posted by vampyremage on Aug 8, 2009 16:25:34 GMT -6
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The prison that Predator was housed in screamed intimidation and the impossibility of entry or exit even upon first sight. The building was massive and bristling with guards, not to mention the fact that Meld was quite certain that there was a myriad of other defenses that weren't so easily seen. The building was obviously meant to dissuade anyone from attempting what they were about to attempt with Predator: and that was to cause a breakout. Most likely it had been constructed specifically to house dangerous mutants, although Meld had no specific evidence to back that particular belief up it seemed obvious to her. No human would ever need this sort of defensive structure. Even the most dangerous was fodder for those of her's and Aura's ilk.
Meld inclined her head respectfully at the first sight of Mars, somewhat surprised to see just how similar he looked to Abyss. But then, they were supposed to be clones weren't they? So it made sense that they would look the same. Meld nodded in agreement with the other two. "I have worked with Predator in the past and believe he has what it takes both in mind and body." She wondered if either of them had viewed that particular news cast and made the connection between her and the masked mutant with the metal limbs.
"Chaos seems to be exactly what we need," Meld agreed. "I believe this place probably is holding mutants but if we can get them free they would be more likely to attack the guards then they would to attack us." She might not have known much about mutant prisoners but she knew enough about humans who had been prisoners to say this with a certain amount of confidence. There were certain things that simply didn't change between mutants and humans. "Hopefully we should be able to take advantage of the chaos sufficiently to slip in and out and snatch Predator while we're at it." Things did have an unfortunate tendency not to remain that simple, but she could always hope. Not that she would mind if things had to get a little messy, particularity if the mess was the kind that mostly affected the enemy.
Meld cautiously stepped through the opened void, completely unsure what to expect and putting all of her trust into Mars to get her safely to her destination. She knew that Abyss was trustworthy and she knew that Aura seemed to trust Mars just as much and those two facts allowed Meld to suspend her apprehension and put her faith into this stranger.
Aura's mind slipped into it's comfort zone looking upon the fortress before them, not out of bravery but becuse she recalled this from the woods. With her charge, she had raises a number of Mutant holding centors, true she had several mutnats at her back that might be able to stand up to mars, but those had also for the most part been brute force attacks. True this was a stealth mission so their were key diffrences, but the plan was the same. Free the mutants with their key being Predator himself.
Aura was glad Mars could do the job, she had faith in him yes, but she had also been afraid his range might not quite cut it. She had no idea of his maximum range when she made the plan. The plan should work, but for it to, they had to kill anyone who opposed them even if they were other mytants. Aura cleared her mind the best she could, forceing past thoughts away as she looked at the void. This place had to fall like the others, humans had no right to hold mutants, to hold their superiors. In any case with Mars running distraction on the front, he guards would be quite busy.
"True, when we did things like this back in the woods, the captured mutants were normally very helpful" she agreed with meld. Aura smiled at Mars, what whoem she guessed was now her uncle or somthing, just how the close thing and relations worked aura had no idea. Stepping into the Void, Aura felt her stomach churcn just a bit, hen she stepped out of it again and emerged on the other side, blinking as light once again filled her eyes. Looking around Aura was really happy Mars and Meld were here, this was going to be rough regardles sof the outcome.
Predator achieved consciousness, not in the gradual way that most do after passing out, but in a sharp moment, instantly alert. He sat up on the metal cot, surprised to find that he was no longer strapped to the metal table. Instead he was in a 5' by 5' cell that was just a bit too short for Predator to fully stand up in. Looking past the half-inch steel bars, he saw that the hallway was about twice as tall as the cell was, to accomadate a second row of prisoners. For yes, there were prisoners. About every other cell had a person in it, most were sitting dejectedly on the cot. Predator snorted, and a few of them looked up. "Really? You are just going to sit there and mope. No escape plans?"
"What can we do?" One girl who looked to be about fifteen asked, "Every time we try to do anything they shock us."
"Honestly, haven't any of you ever been to prison before?" After a look at their faces, Predator said "No, nevermind, don't answer that. Listen, even humans have been escaping from prison for as long as there have been prisons. Get to work people!" He shouted, raising his voice. "Shivs, lockpicks, clubs, newspaper crossbows, anything and everything you have ever seen on TV! You want out? Then get busy!"
There was a moment of shocked silence, but Predator's commanding voice eventually broke their fear, and they all began to work. Sharpening scraps of metal, pulling elastic out of their underwear, tearing the legs off their cots, the mutants began to collectively arm themselves. Predator smiled, the sight only barely keeping his mind-crushing fear of being imprisioned at bay. He went to work himself, grating his claws on the steel bars and slowly working his way through them...
-{one hour later}-
Predator surveyed his handywork, observing all manner of makeshift weapons and lockpicks. The plan he had laid out in his mind was set. The two bars on the front of his cell had been cut so they were only held on by the barest threads of metal, to be broken open at any time. The prisoner mutants were armed, and a few had managed to get their collars off. The guard post two halls over would be changing in a few minutes, and that was when Predator was going to be making his move. He heard the door at the end of the hall open, and everybody took the positions they had been in when Predator had come to. When the guards that manned the post walked by Predator's cell, he broke through the two loose bars and tackled them two the ground, taking out the four men within seconds. A few of the mutants vomited at the blood, and most of the rest just looked away.
Predator ran to the post, and started flipping switches and smashing buttons and punching his fist through video screens. He saw a button that read 'sound the generall alarm'. He smiled, and pressed it. He wanted as much panic among the guards as possible, and as the prisoners ran past the bullet-proof window in front of him, he knew he would get it as various klaxons and alarms and flashing lights went on throughout the entire complex...
“ I wasn’t thinking that overall they wouldn’t be helpful, I was thinking that the lonely of a cell can do things to make males do foolish things on the sight of a female, and neither of you are hard on the eyes. And unfortunately you don’t have the time to make such fools suffer, if it happens make their death quick and move on.”
He watched the two women step out of the other side, both as suspected, weathered the nothingness of the void with out complaint their thoughts were both a bit excited but wary as someone might be on the verge of battle, but they both were wonderfully confident.
When Mars did something he went for it, if they were going to do this they were going to do it right. He hopped on his motorcycle and zoomed over to the first of two of the entry gate guard towers. The first tower didn’t hold his attention for long, he didn’t even get off of his motorcycle he simply planted his feet and swung at the gray concrete tower. He swung his arm at the building and moved through it like a broomstick through a piñata. His fingers brushed a heavy steel girder designed to reinforce the building. His fingers closed on it and then whipped it back toward him. The girder was a part of the skeleton of the building pulling it with the force he did was like taking the keystone out of an arch. From there it crumpled into itself sending pieces of the building flying about In all directions… the outer perimeter was easily penetrable now. He revved the engine once more and came up to the second tower.
The men on the second tower were shouting to each other, they sounded like small children watching their first horror movie…he wondered momentarily how they couldn’t have predicted this day would come. They caged mutants; it was only a matter of time.
Upon arrival he inserted his fingers into the stone as if the handhold was meant to be there. His other hand tossed his motorcycle into the air. His other hand was making another hand hold as a void opened behind his back beneath the motorcycle and put it safely in his mind. He scaled the building naturally each hand making a hold, his feet simply dangling under him as they waited for his arms to return them to the solid ground.
He was at top of the four story tower with a few short moments, just as the first guard appeared over the wall with a rifle his tail struck out and sent him flying into the prison yard… it was about that time the sirens had registered in his mind, had they just turned them on recovering from the initial shock or had he been so focused on the task that he hadn’t noticed?
He vaulted over the ledge and made short work of the other pair of men, two lashes of his tail and two human’s lay broken on the ground. He walked over to the turret and loaded a clip, and then he began to unload the clip at the other towers. Where they all asleep or had some of them fled? He hadn’t even heard a shot back yet.
Two turrets at that moment decided to fire back as if they had read his thought and were waiting for doubt to attack. He fell back flat to think for a second and to let them run out of bullets. His tail snuck up to the trigger pointing the gun into the air and firing of the last few rounds.
Posted by vampyremage on Aug 26, 2009 21:57:30 GMT -6
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Meld had no idea what it was that she had been expecting when she agreed to stop into the Void but it certainly wasn't what she experienced. She was used to not being able to feel, to touch something and not have any sensation at all returned to her brain, but this was so much more all encompassing than that. What she wasn't used to was not being able to see or hear or smell anything and she had to fight back the urge to scream. Suddenly she was very claustrophobic, the non-existent walls seemed to be closing in around her. She wanted to scream, wanted to run, wanted to feel or see or hear something, but she had no legs with which to run, no mouth with which to scream and no eyes with which to see. She was nothing, a nothing that combined with the nothingness all around her, indistinguishable from the emptiness that was the Void. Her thoughts were all she had and she clung to them desperately, her last and only remaining vestige of self. Without them she would cease to exist, truly merging with the lack of anything around her and the thought terrified her more than anything ever had in her life.
And then, just as the was certain that she couldn't take any more and that she would surely go insane if she tried, it was over and she was back in the real world again. Sight and sound returned to her and it seemed a miracle the brightness of the colors around her and the sweet music of vehicles and human voices. Never before had she felt such appreciations for the simple reality of having a physical body and having senses in which to perceive the physical world. She didn't think she would ever look at the world in quite the same manner again though it was to early to tell whether that was going to be positive or negative in the long run.
Meld took a single deep breath in order to center herself and return to the mindset of one poised for battle before nodding at Aura that she was ready. She ran after Mars as he sped away in his motorcycle, silently impressed but just how much damage and chaos he was seemingly able to do. It was her first opportunity to see one of the great red mutants in action and it seemed that their reputation was well deserved.
There was little in the way of direct conflict as Meld ran through the outer perimeter of the prison, Mars having effectively taken care of most of it. She knew, however, that as soon as they entered the inner part of the prison their danger would increase exponentially. As she ran she kept her eyes open for the door inside, finally spotting it some distance away from where Mars was occupying the guards. With a little luck her and Aura would be able to approach it and break in without anyone but the two guards in front of the door noticing and if they killed the two of them fast enough they wouldn't even have time to call for backup. She pointed the entrance out to Aura and gestured that she should take the guard on the right while she took the guard on the left.
Aura was ready, she was used to this in a way, she had raises number of Mutant holding centors before, never like this one, but she had also had the power of several very powerful mutants backing her. This was more of a stealth mission for that reason. That was all right though, Aura looked around the ground again, as the gunfire continued, she could not spot mars easily from her position but that was a good thing anyway.
Aura was right behind Meld as she ran the sounds of destruction were rather evident, and Aura was fairly sure Mars had done his part very well. Meld pointed to the guard on the right and Aura took the idea, her Aura forming a dual bladed Axe on her right hand. The cruel looking weapon was one Aura had just considerd, true she would be unable to make a second weapon but for now that was of no worry. Aura closed on her Target and swung. She was to short to aim for the tall man's nack and instead the duel sided blade came up striking the man's chin and easily cutting through his jaw bone. she leapt up driving the blades sharper, two white cyllinders fell from between her blades and bounced off of Aura's rather worn shoes.
The man passed out from pain and blood loss before he could even scream, Assuming his tongue had even remained attached She realized she had been wrong though she could have struck the man's neck had she gotten a slightly better angle. She had to resist the primal urge to scream loudly. That urge was kille dhowever when the warning sirens began to blare weather from mar's rampage or somthing else Aura did not know, but it did not seem like anyone was running at meld and herself so it likely was not them. "Looks like Mars is doing quite well" she said with a bright smile, loving the destruction she could hear. Kneeling Down Aura went through the mans pockets, lifting many things, a Blue keycard, keys, a wallet, a black hand gun and small gold key which aura blinked at, kicking the body again she looked back to meld, as she unlocked the door.
Posted by predator on Sept 12, 2009 19:21:50 GMT -6
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Predator ran at the head of the living wave of mutants, taking out guards at a rapid pace as they were quickly overwhelmed by the number of mutants, even if most of them were without the benefits of their powers. After a couple of minutes, however, the mob was in full auto-attack mode, and they were out for blood. They did not need Predator to spur them on anymore, and a burst of fire cooked the next guard as he broke off from the group of escaped mutants. He wandered through the halls, looking for a way out aside from the most obvious front entrance, until he finally came upon a door that looked like it led to the outside. There was a guard by it, remarkably still asleep through the sirens blaring almost right in his ear. Predator made short work of him, and then tried the sturdy door. Locked.
Predator moved the guard's body, and then got ready to try and bash the door down. As he was about ready to charge forward, he saw the locking mechanism begin to turn. Quickly rethinking his plan, he took up a position behind the door so that he would be hidden when it swung open. In all likelihood there was more than one guard, so Predator had to do this right. The door opened, and as soon as he saw the arm of the first person pop through Predator slammed the door closed as hard as he could, and then stepped forward and thrust his claws straight into the gut of the person. When his claws met something as hard as rock, he paused and leapt back a few feet.
Standing before him, with the sirens blaring all around, was Aura. And, looking over her shoulder, Meld! They had come to rescue Predator! A warm feeling of friendship blossomed in his chest, and he couldn't help but break out into a wide, genuine smile.
"Well I'll be! You got here just in time for the fun part!" He chuckled and held out his hand for shaking. "Still, better late than never."
(feel free to post amongst yourselves. I'll keep an eye on the thread, but if you need me let me know.)
Mars lay looking up at the roof of the tower laughing as it filled with bullet holes; the idiots in the other tower were so freaked they couldn’t even shoot where they should. He wondered how scared they were about this inevitable day coming. He cracked the stone beneath him and grabbed a large rock in either hand; he popped up and then chunked the stones at the towers. The middles of both exploded and began to crumple. He could tell that things were happening on the inside already as the fact that guards weren’t being pulled from inside to come help out here. He looked at the perimeter and laughed to him as he looked at the structuring of the outer wall, it was all connected, riveted together all along the middle of the wall. He slid down the ladder and came to the floor that would be connect to the beams that he wanted he knocked a couple holes in the wall until he found the beam he wanted he then placed his hands on it and yanked out ward with a flick. Like a thread being torn from a seam the outer wall was a prisons night mare. It lay all around the prison in piles, the towers that were still standing fell over like dominos.
Mars chuckled as he exit the only untouched tower, he turned around and pushed it over like a toddler and blocks. He deftly removed his motorcycle from the void and sat on it waiting to see the mutants start to escape. He watched the scene in awe as he never got to see what happened from this angle when he and his brothers made their own escape so long ago.