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.
After a second or two of what he thought was internal debate about his offer she agreed to it and with a smile she left his room. No doubt placing Nico back in her room where he wouldn’t be dragged along for the flight, which was good he didn't think the smaller wings on Nico could keep up with his. After she left the room Carrick went over and shut the door behind her and headed back to the window only to notice a feather left on his bed, it was the one that she had tried to return to him.
He looked at it for a moment blinked and picked it up and with no particular feelings towards something that was once apart of him he held it up to the light and looked through it, each individual strand that made up the feather gleamed through the light. Carrick hated looking in the past when it came to his wings he was evolving for the better his wings growing becoming stronger and better. So without much hesitation he tossed it towards the garbage can and headed towards the window.
A second later he floated down to the ground in front of the tree, the beauty of having a window it always made for a fast exit/entrance. He only had to wait a few minutes before Elizabeth showed up and when she did Carrick stood upright dropping the few strands of grass he had in his hand. ”Smile?” Carrick said shrugging his shoulders not really sure how to respond.
She wouldn’t have to do much till she got into the air and even then she wasn’t required to do much except to hold on. He walked closer and flashed her a smile which turned into a quizzical look when he raised his eyebrow in her direction not really sure how about to go about this next move.
Walking closer he opened his arms and shrugged his shoulders slightly, ”Ummm…. This might be a little weird at first but…” he opened his wings and took a step closer, ”I sort of need to carry you…” Carrick said as he lifted his hands and placed them where her back would be and where her legs would be if he was to lift her and carry her.
Posted by Liz Sundance on Jul 28, 2010 21:35:27 GMT -6
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Ah, yes. Elizabeth was smiling. It was born from a combination of feelings, all of them feeling especially potent after being so drained for so long. Uncertainty and nervousness were there, as Liz still wasn’t completely convinced that Carrick could support her in the air. Fear had its own little roots sunk in, since Liz kept thinking that the lad would drop her in mid-air. Anticipation, for the whole thing was completely new to her. Happiness, because she was with Carrick. Awkwardness, because she didn’t know what do or how to get started flying. So it was a rather unusual smile that Liz wore, even though it looked exactly as the face-splitters she adorned her lips with.
And then Carrick got right down to it. The empath had been expecting for him to maybe turn around and crouch, letting her get on his back the way she’d imagined doing so on a gryphon. But then, that would be mighty impractical with the two wings poking out of his back, far too narrow for her to ride between and still allow Carrick to fly. She watched as he stepped forward and then arranged his arms, as if he was sweeping her off her feet.
Hesitantly, Elizabeth closed the distance between the two and turned to her side. She stepped off to the side of the winged-boy and slowly sat down, draping the backs of her knees across one arm, and resting her back against the other. Fervently hoping that he could actually carry her and wasn’t just trying to boost his own pride, she let go of the ground, fully suspending herself in the teen’s arms. But she didn’t totally trust in Carrick’s arms. She looped an arm around the gryphon-boy’s neck and grabbed the hand with her other one. She was set.
She gave Carrick an uncertain smile, mentally asking him if he was absolutely sure that he wanted to do this. “I think I’m ready,” she informed her pilot. “Let’s get this show in the air!” Her enthusiasm was forced, but hopefully Carrick wouldn’t notice, despite how poorly she pretended that it was real.
When he explained what he had to do to get her into the air he could tell it was going to be a bit awkward, more so on his part from what it looked like seeing as Elizabeth closed the distance between them and then placed her back on his hand and then lifted her legs onto his arm then placed her arm around his neck. Once the blonde was in his arms and her full weight started to take hold he felt his arms droop and himself lean slightly before he widened his stance and tensed his arm muscles (what little ones he had) and corrected his posture so most of the weight that was just loaded onto his arms was held by his legs which were far more powerful than they looked.
Once she seemed ready she gave a smile and the okay for lift off and as soon as she had given him consent Carrick’s large wings shot out from their normal resting place behind his back and started to flap. The grass under him started to sway under forced wind that he was creating and soon the weight in his arms felt lighter as more weight was placed upon his wings. The veins in his neck muscles became visible as Carrick put a bit more power into the take off process. It was going to be the most difficult part after all when it came down to the carrying someone in flight.
When he felt he was ready Carrick bent his knees and jumped flapping his wings as quickly as possible making it seem like they were about to take off only to lower back down due to the weight. His were barley planted before he gave another push off the ground propelling himself higher into the air.
Once he felt the weightlessness in his feet Carrick flapped his wings faster and harder so they could get more air and the higher they got the slower the flapping sound of his wings became. He silently looked forward to the day when he could just jump off the ground with a person in his arms and go into the air with no more than three flaps of his wings.
Soon after much struggling on his part he let out a slow breath of air trying to slow his heart beat after putting that much power behind his take off. His eyes were level with a few high branches now and they were continuing to rise as it was becoming easier and easier for him to fly with her in his arms. ”Not the most graceful take off…” Carrick said in between controlled breaths as his eyes momentarily flashed to Elizabeth before they fixed back onto the trees that were lowering themselves in his line of view.
Posted by Liz Sundance on Jul 29, 2010 20:25:55 GMT -6
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As Carrick supported her weight and began preparing to fly, Elizabeth tensed up. This was it. She was actually going to be flying soon. She could feel a vein in the boy’s neck stick out, obviously due to the strain. For a brief, inane moment, Elizabeth wondered if she should lay off the Oreos for bit. But that wasn’t it, she was a perfectly healthy body weight. No, it was probably just that Carrick wasn’t really up to it. Liz wasn’t going to call him over that, though. She would rather him try and fail than make her look like she was rubbing salt in his wounds.
And then Carrick jumped and landed on the ground. But on his second jump, the ground completely fell away beneath them. “Oh!” she exclaimed to herself as she tensed up even more. They were really doing it! Her cheeks began burning in shame when she realized that it had actually surprised her. She honestly hadn’t thought Carrick would be able to lift her more than ten feet, much less the few dozen feet they were creating between themselves and the ground. Already the trees were topping off, allowing her a view she’d never even dreamed of.
Slowly, as she felt Carrick’s hand firmly supporting her without showing any physical signs of giving out, Liz began relaxing a bit at a time. Okay, so Carrick had been totally truthful and honest about his abilities. But of course he would. He’s probably had dozens of girls up here before. I doubt that this is the first time he’s ever carried someone. She took her eyes away from the view and turned her head toward her pilot-and-plane combo. He seemed to be very into the flying, and his expression made her smile.
She turned her head back to the ever-shrinking world beneath them. It was so beautiful, a bird’s eye view was. This was so much better than being in a private plane and watching the world pass by through a single pane of glass while sitting in a metal bird. No, nothing compared to a personal flight by an angel. “Thanks, Carrick. It’s so beautiful!” she exclaimed, leaning her head back to rest on him a bit.