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 vampyremage on Sept 17, 2009 19:38:47 GMT -6
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As always it was an ease and a pleasure to work with Aura. Meld had never worked with anyone else who meshed so well with her own personal style of combat, both in mentality and in action. Sure Aura's motivations were slightly different than her own and her vision was a little more narrow minded, but in the heat of battle, the center of the moment, none of that mattered. All that really mattered was two mutants working together so seamlessly it was almost is if they were one mind with one purpose. The latter, of course, was true.
With a low growl deep in her throat, barely audible, Meld went after her chosen guard at the same moment that Aura went after her's. She approached swiftly, barely giving the man a chance to respond, distracted as he was by the chaos that Mars was presently causing, and swiftly slit his throat with the side of her titanium shield. An absurd amount of blood began flowing from the wound, not a small bit of which spattered all over Meld and in moments the guard fell the the ground dead of blood loss, still clutching his nearly severed neck. The only disappointment was that he hadn't screamed, though of course that had been the point.
Meld prepared herself, standing battle ready just behind Aura as her friend went for the door. Unexpectedly, instead of meeting a barrage of angry guards, Meld was instead met with the welcome sight of Predator, all be it a slightly beaten up looking Predator. She grinned broadly at her friend, pleased beyond words that he had the presence of mind to try an escape before they could even complete his breakout.
"Good to see you, friend," Meld accepted the extended hand to be shaken. "Oh what fun we shall have." This time when she smiled there was a plain sadistic gleam in her eyes.
Aura enjoyed working with Meld, she could trust her and they wokred together almost seemlesly together. Maybe they had been trained alike in the past, Aura could not say and what matters was the devistating results the pair produced. It her her opinion that given somone with a ranged attack the three could be a brutally efective team. She liked preds style the combinations of recklaessness and confidence, atleast thats how she saw them. Meld was a ood leader she seemed capeable of making good choices even in the thick of combat and Aura, well Aura was a soilder nothing more and she would fill that role till the end or orders stopped her.
"I get the feeling you may not have needed us at all, my friend, but i am glad as well, if anyone had trouble considering you usefullness, their fear would be washed away" she said, making an absure order refrence. "So do we hunt down, what pred-head missed, or do we flatten the place?" she asked curiously though her eyes looked to the gates. "Of course their is always the brute force aproach" Aura said with a smile, though pred-head and meld were both dar more useful in breaking a wall like that then she was.
"Ohhh Let;s make this a day the Humans will remember in their nightmares for as long as they cling to the notion this is their world" she said, though she took note no helciopters had shown up, atleast nothing for the news she could see. Aura shofted her focus from escaping to killing and making a bloody example of anyone she encounterd, she noticed at once the towers were gone. it was then, Aura saw a half dozen guards clsoeing on their position, the guards were panicked and a few were wounded. Aura without word charged the center of the group and those with weapons fumbled to get them out and aimed.
Posted by predator on Oct 10, 2009 15:00:56 GMT -6
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"I get the feeling you may not have needed us at all, my friend, but i am glad as well, if anyone had trouble considering you usefullness, their fear would be washed away. So do we hunt down, what pred-head missed, or do we flatten the place?"
Predator growled, an entirely animal sound that sprouted directly from the well of hatred and pain and fear that had just been deepened within his soul. It was a sound that instinctively awoke the earliest childhood nightmares of being hunted, of being at the bottom of the food chain. Predator was lose, and the prey was running. "We make and example of them," He said, his voice rough and gutteral as he began to shift, "they need to learn that when they mess with us we mess baaaaaoooooooaaaaar!!!!!" His words transformed into a roar as he finished his transformation into Foo Dog form, barely noticing that Aura rushed away in the blind rage he fell into. The seeping wounds from days of torture, new wounds from breaking out, none of these penetrated the sheen of hatred that fell over his eyes as he began to tear down the prison. Within moments, that section of the building was completely structurally unstable.