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 Riley Sommers on Aug 26, 2010 21:23:22 GMT -6
Beta Mutant
652
1
Nov 24, 2013 13:55:37 GMT -6
It was strange, being on this side of a courtroom. Previously, Riley had sat on the opposite side. The side where the bad guys sat. She’d been one of the bad guys. Those thoughts had been copious when this whole fiasco had started.
Earl had made this seem like it was going to be a cake walk from the onset. Riley hadn’t been so sure, but the red-haired man’s supreme confidence and glowing personality had convinced her that they were doing the right thing. That and the fact that she couldn’t afford a better lawyer.
They’d wanted to settle out of court, and for a split second Riley had thought she was going to win outright. She’d taken a big enough risk by pursuing this at all…actually going to court would have been almost guaranteed career suicide. Then they’d had the meeting.
The first thing that had been obvious was that Gerry Johansen had the money for a much better lawyer. The man had even brought a lackey…some pretty boy who seemed to tag along everywhere the bastard went. Yes. Gerry’s lawyer was a bastard. That much had been obvious the moment the settlement meeting had began. They were willing to give her the benefit of the doubt and not make a public spectacle of her in court if she just walked away. Gerry would even be nice enough not to charge her for his lawyer.
What about her pay? After what he’d done? Well Gerry’s lawyer, Lonnie of all things, had indicated that from their perspective, Riley had been the one in the wrong. It was baffling, and infuriating.
Needless to say. They’d gone to court. Riley had sat at the table next to the rotund, bearded, bald-man who was her lawyer and watched as the Johanssen entourage came in and settled themselves. She’d dressed for the occasion, far more conservatively than normal, in a grey business suit with a matching skirt. Her hair was down, and her hair was loosely curled around her shoulders. She hadn’t wanted to look too innocent, because her past was bound to come up, so the ruffled neck blouse she wore under the suit jacket exposed just enough skin to be formidable without looking trashy. In this situation, one didn’t want to appear to be acting.
The trial had started…it was a lawsuit, so things worked just slightly different from the criminal stuff Riley had experienced. Lonnie was a skeeze as usual, his pretty-boy lackey watched from the other side of the table and Gerry told his side of the story so well that Riley almost believed him. Her initial amusement at the fact that his name was actually ’Geraldine’ quickly evaporated into nearly violent anger. She also wanted to chuck the glass clutched in her hand at his head. Twice. Then beat him with the water pitcher. Then do the same to his slime ball lawyer and his lackey. She glared murder at the bastard, then realized what she was doing and forced herself to look straight ahead as Earl did his best to question the man.
Things were starting to look bleak. Riley sighed internally. Just like everything else, she’d have to do this herself.
Up she walked to the stand, when it was her turn, swore on the bible like a good girl. Earl had some questions she needed to answer.
Posted by Aurum Mellitus on Sept 24, 2010 3:54:34 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
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1
Sept 5, 2024 16:30:22 GMT -6
He hadn't liked how things were looking from day one. Something about it had rubbed him the wrong way. It may have been the way Lonnie treated the woman, it might have been that the scenario was in direct opposition to his notion that defense attorneys actually defended... it was possible he wasn't pleased with the idea that there might come a time when he defended, not the innocent, but the scum of society. It may have been that he was feeling chivalrous, and didn't want to see a good-looking woman's career destroyed.
It was probably that last one, or the one before that. He'd said to Jenni that, if it came down to it, he'd be able to defend the ones in the wrong. Maybe he'd lied to himself?
Or maybe this felt less like defending anyone, and more like lining someone up for the executioner's squad.
Posted by Riley Sommers on Sept 24, 2010 17:13:07 GMT -6
Beta Mutant
652
1
Nov 24, 2013 13:55:37 GMT -6
It became increasingly obvious as the trial went on that this whole thing had been a terrible idea. An absolutely. Terrible. Idea. Earl’s questions were good, and Riley had answered truthfully and without embellishment.
Gerry was the sort of pig who thought that if he threw a little money at his models, he could get a little something on the side. He hadn’t wanted to take no for an answer when Riley declined. He walked away with wounded pride and man parts, and Riley walked away without a paycheck. It never came in the mail, either. That’s why they were here, that’s what Riley testified.
Then Lonnie had gotten a hold of her.
For someone used to being in control of every situation she was in, especially with men, Riley caved fast and hard once Lonnie started to question her. It took absolutely no time, she looked like a charlatan who’d been the one doing the propositioning. She’d given the wrong impression, she’d made the advance, she’d gotten angry when money wasn’t on the table, and then she’d assaulted his client and left. Of course Gerry hadn’t paid such an awful employee. Who would?
Riley simply stared straight ahead as the judge made his ruling. It had gone in favor of Gerry, of course. She sighed, but didn’t let any of the fury or disgust show on her face. It wouldn’t do any good now, and she already looked bad enough as it was.
The trial ended, and Riley made her way to the back of the courtroom hoping that there wouldn’t be a countersuit filed. With how things had gone today she figured Gerry would have a pretty good chance of getting money from her.
”I’m sorry it didn’t work out better.”
It was Earl. Riley sighed as she turned. The guy had failed miserably…but what good would it do to take it out on him. He was the best her money could buy, and lord knew she might need him again one day.
”It wasn’t you’re fault. That sleazebag Lonnie would scam his own mother.” she said, hoping the man was close enough to hear.
Earl smiled sadly and patted her shoulder fondly. Riley gave a small, sad, but genuine smile and shrugged, ”What else can a girl like me expect, right? Crazy to try.”