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 May 24, 2010 12:02:37 GMT -6
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"Maybe she wouldn't want to see you but maybe it would do you both good. You talk to me about seeing my sister, after all this time, and here you are with a daughter somewhere out there. You talk about making up for the things you've done, but if you really want to make amends isn't she one of the ones you need to speak with? I don't know how much good I could do, but if you decide to see her and you need support I offer to be there." It only seemed fair. Hunter was trying to do so much for her and, in a small way, that might be something she could do to repay him for his kindness.
"I guess I still can't quite get my head around the fact that you're hundreds of years old," Meld said with a grin. Who knows, maybe if I was 400 years old I'd get overconfident and sloppy too. I know all too well my own mortality though." The burns across her face and the scars that appeared on the human parts of her body attested to the fact that she had been wounded more than once and some of those wounds rather severe.
“Thank you,” he said with as sad smile when she offered to go with him should he meet Paragon, “I have no idea where she is, but if I ever find her it would be nice to have someone there.” Lat time they’d met Paragon had seen the aftermath of one of Hunter’s slaughters. While it was evil men he’d killed, men Meld would have approved of killing, it was still a horrific scene. He didn’t know if she’d come to terms with that, or if she could ever forgive him.
“When you don’t age and can heal from nearly anything it is quite easy to get sloppy. Truthfully I’m amazed it took as long as it did for someone to best me.” It was his paranoia that had kept him top dog. Only because Calley’s attack had come so far out of left field did it work.
Posted by vampyremage on May 24, 2010 13:16:40 GMT -6
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"Have you ever looked for her?" Meld asked. She had a few connections of her own, mainly in the criminal underground, and new other who also had connections. Who knew, maybe Garrett would even help her to find Hunter's daughter if she asked him. Things may not have worked out between the two of them, but she could only assume they were still on good terms. She liked Garrett and he had amazing powers. Plus, he was the one who had managed to find her sister for her.
"I think there was a time when I would have liked to be able to heal like that, but maybe its better that I can't. It keeps me on my toes that way, prevents me from getting sloppy because I know I can be hurt and killed." Of course, she was harder to kill than most even without all the blades and metal since she could replace lost body parts. As long as it wasn't something important, like a lung or a heart. Then again, maybe she could even replace one of those but it wasn't something she was willing to experiment on, just in case.
“I’ve not been back long enough to start,” he confessed. While Hunter would like nothing more than to reconcile things with Paragon there were others he had hurt just as bad here in the city. Besides they say that time is a great healer, couldn’t hurt to give her some more.
“You know the old legend about staking vampires?” he asked, “Well that came from me. Wood negates my healing factor, and so I’ve learned to fight with care and attention when needed. However if I didn’t see wood the fight was unlikely to pose me a serious threat.”
Posted by vampyremage on May 24, 2010 14:21:41 GMT -6
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"How many of the other old vampire legends are true then?" Meld asked. It went just a little beyond idle curiosity and she wasn't certain that Hunter would be willing to answer. While she was coming to trust him, as much as she trusted anyone, she still felt it important to know his strengths and weaknesses just in case. She didn't want it to come to violence between them, outside the confines of a sparring match of course, but one just never knew. People were sometimes unpredictable.
"I enjoy testing my skills against others and I'm not talking about others that I want to kill." How disturbing most must find it that she could talk so casually about such things. "Just in general. I guess I'm a little competitive by nature. It might not mean much to one such as yourself, but I took pride in being provincial jui jitsu champion back before I knew I was a mutant. I might have gone to nationals had things turned out differently." Ah, what a simpler time that had been.
“None of the other weakness are true. Truth be told I made most of them up,” he said without a smile. He’d made them up so that he could enjoy the look of horror in his victim’s eye when he ignored their precious last resort. “Back then all I had to do was fake that crosses and garlic repelled me, pretend I couldn’t cross running water or enter a home uninvited. The aversion to daylight came from the fact I preferred to hunt at night. Honestly I don’t know where the idea that I’d sleep in a coffin came from. I always preferred a nice comfy bed.”
“Everyone starts somewhere and sounds like you were making a good start. I recently discovered that I wasn’t quite as good as I thought I was. With my enhanced physical abilities it was hard to perfect techniques that I could compensate for by being stronger or faster than the master I was fighting. Having now inhibited my powers I’ve manage to improve my skill for the first time in centuries.”
A sparring match with Meld would certainly be interesting. She certainly wasn’t a novice by any means and considering the metal limbs and blades she had a few physical edges on him. However Hunter was one of the most skilled hand to hand combatants in the world and reckoned he could hold his own against a physically superior opponent.
Posted by vampyremage on May 24, 2010 14:46:20 GMT -6
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Meld nodded thoughtfully at Hunter's descriptions of the many false myths. She supposed that were she in a similar situation, she also may have made up myths about her own limitations. It certainly had advantages when it came to facing potential opponents and being underestimated because of false information. "What about the whole vampire bit thing passing along the curse?"
"Have you considered the possibility that the coffin bit may have come from another long lived mutant? If there's one, there must be others." Or it could just be the overactive human mind adding the to the story and the legend, especially probable given the fear that vampires tradionally invoked.
"I have a very similar problem finding masters to spar with," Meld stated with a grimace. "Lethal metal limbs combined with no sense of touch means its far to easy for me to hurt my sparring opponents even when I'm not meaning to. I have to constantly be aware of exactly how much pressure I exert less I break something, living or unliving. I've had to self-teach myself a lot as well. Not to many masters know what to do with a tail, after all."
“Again I don’t know where the bite passing on the curse came from. But it just added to the fear so at the time I didn’t mind.” Meld made a good point that other long lived mutants might have gotten mixed up in the vampire myth. “It’s possible, but if that’s true then I haven’t met this person in all my years. But the world is a big place.”
“Well you’ve now found a master who can teach you. Besides I need the challenge of fighting mutants without my powers. I’ve not had the opportunity since I learned how to suppress them.” At least not an opportunity he was willing to take anymore.
Posted by vampyremage on May 24, 2010 15:27:59 GMT -6
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Although Meld was pretty sure that Hunter couldn't possibly be the only ageless mutant around, it also seemed logical to assume that they weren't too common. Every power that she had ever seen had been different, if only in some small way, from every other power. How often could a power develop that would extend the natural life span, let along for hundreds of years?
Meld was a little worried about the prospect of fighting Hunter without his powers. "Can you still heal without your powers? How close to human are you without them? I woudln't want to accidentally hurt you. I can probably find something to put on the ends of my blades to they won't cut so easily, but there's still the fact that they are made of metal and are most certainly not." Hurting the person who was offering to help you was never a good plan, especially considering the risk went beyond a few scrapes and bruises. One mis swiped claw could sever an artery and it didn't take long for a human to bleed out. She, of all people, would know.
“I no longer heal,” Hunter explained, “At least not without blood. However if we sheath the blades and you pull your blows a little the worst I’ll get is some bad bruises. Besides I’ve been fighting for a very long time. I’m not exactly defenceless.”
Truth be told Hunter was intrigued to see how he matched up to mutants now. He wasn’t as fast or as strong as he used to be but his techniques had improved and it was very good to begin with. A sparring match with Meld would let him compare the difference to a mutant for the first time.
Posted by vampyremage on May 24, 2010 16:01:18 GMT -6
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Meld was still a little dubious at the prospect of accidentally hurting Hunter, but he seemed keen on the prospect of sparring with her so who was she to deny him that? Besides, it was a rare opportunity to spar with someone who had years (centuries) more experience than she had and who wasn't intimidated by how she looked or what she could do. She could imagine exactly how much she could learn from him, even if it wasn't a proper training session. The mere thought of sparring with such an experienced master was more than she could ask for.
"I would be honored to spar with you," Meld stated. "In the past I've wrapped my blades in fabric and its been fairly effective. Although back then I only had one bladed hand to wrap rather than an entire arm, 2 feet and a tail. I look forward to the opportunity to test my skills."
“Likewise,” replied Hunter as he laid his last card down, “And I do believe that’s game.” He gathered up the cards and shuffled them a while before putting them back in the box. “It’s getting late and I have a long day tomorrow so if it’s all the same to you I’ll head to bed now.”
“We’ll spar tomorrow before your session,” he said as he put the cards back with the other games, “A nice work out will do us both good. Good night Meld, sleep well.” With that he disappeared into his room. Despite being a night person Hunter had gotten into the routine of rising early and the later he went to bed the worse he would feel in the morning. Plus if he was going to be sparring with Meld he could do with a good night’s sleep/
Posted by vampyremage on May 24, 2010 16:58:46 GMT -6
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"Good game." Meld felt no bitterness at losing it was, after all, just a simple card game. When it mattered her competitive nature showed through but when it didn't she was a graceful loser. Tomorrow she would have the opportunity to demonstrate where her true skills lie and that's where it would matter. Or at least it would matter more than a simple card game but less than a life or death situation. She hoped to avoid those for the foreseeable future.
"I look forward to tomorrow then," Meld agreed. She inclined her head towards Hunter as she got to her feet and left for her room. She wasn't likely to sleep for another hour or two, being a natural night person, but the peace and quiet would to her good anyway.