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.
She questioned neither the contact nor why he needed to request doing her this favor. That made the process much more quick. 'I suppose' was all the permission he needed to enter her mind.
The usual memories flickered before him--an exorcism attempt and an Abyssi; a woman whose social graces danced well with Susan's; the way he himself... tasted? As usual (though with a slight eyebrow raise), he pushed past these to the place in her mind that stored what he needed. The state of her body, pre-tongue-impalement. Slate graciously returned that state to her.
When he was done, he left her mind. The memories grayed and left him a he did: they were a part of her, not a part of him. He was not quite certain why his eyebrow was raised anymore, but he decided to leave it there for the moment.
"That would be unsanitary, Susan," he replied. She would also find that her most recent bruises were gone: his was not a very specific method of healing. To her, the healing would have taken only the space of a breath or two.
Posted by Susan Hyde on Apr 9, 2010 8:38:45 GMT -6
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Susan blinked. The pain was gone. So was the touch, and with that Slate's powers, however they worked. The witch stuck out her tongue curiously, curling it up to see if there was any visible change; she was oblivious to how she looked like in the process. It took her a few moments to realize she had better senses to do the trick. Eyes went blank white for a while as she examined the inside of her mouth, moving ther tongue around; there was no taste of blood, or pain, or any sign of the wound that was there a minute before. Blinking her eyes back to normal, she looked up at Slate and grinned. "Fascinating. How does it work?"
Visual (and other) inspections of the tongue followed. Slate stood confidently, expecting her to find the results satisfactory.
Her grin was proper payment.
>> "Fascinating. How does it work?"
"Reversion to a former template of your body, stored within your memory, through instigation of a psychic trigger," Slate stated. "...I think." In any case, he knew how to do it, and the result behaved predictably. He liked it when his powers did that.
"You still have blood on your face," he pointed out. "We should fix that."
The rink gates were in sight. He was fairly certain they could even make it to them, through this 'skating.'
Posted by Susan Hyde on Apr 11, 2010 3:58:40 GMT -6
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"Reversion to a former template of your body, stored within your memory, through instigation of a psychic trigger, I think." Susan nodded. That was something she could understand. It also made a lot of sense, linking one ability to the other. The witch liked that. She tended to get annoyed with abilities that were possessed by the same person and didn't link up neatly like that. Like, for example, Noel's didn't. "Psychic healing" she grinned "Very unique." Slate pointed out she had blood on her face, and looking down she observed that she still had blood on her hand too. It was getting dry, so she would need water to clean it off. "Right." she agreed, following his look towards the gate. Mansion students were gathering there, glancing around. "I should probably go anyway." she turned back to Slate, wiping her face with her hand again in order for her goodbye-.grin to look less like that of a well-fed vampire. "I'll meet you on Friday, then."
