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 Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
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 Iris/Rayne on Sept 7, 2007 19:31:53 GMT -6
Mutant God
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Nov 20, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
"No. I haven't tried it. I have been recently trying hard to improve on my metallic powers that I haven't moved on to trying other things."
Neena nodded, pecking away at a smaller screen off to the side as he spoke. ”Good to hear you’re practicing. So many don’t, relying on the chaos factor, which can only take you so far, so long. It will be interesting to see what else you might develop.” She paused to grin at him. ”Something like stone, or crystal would be a treat to see.”
She turned back to the screen, and a moment later made an approving ‘hmm’ing noise. ”This looks interesting. Let’s try that. Activate gargoyle garden.”
The Danger Room again went through a scene change, this time to something a tad bit on the ‘black-and-white horror flick’ side. What could have easily passed for a cemetary, minus the gravestones, began to take shape, complete with darkness and fog, scraggly trees and cobwebs. ”Oh, lovely...” Neena remarked aloud after that last development. Instead of headstones, a variety of large stones, pillars and rotting tree trunks dotted the landscape. Atop those were a total of ten stone gargoyles, some with wings, some without, frozen and, so far, lifeless.
Neena raised an eyebrow. ”Not exactly what I’d call a garden, but.... She tapped a few more keys, then blanked out the screen and turned to Mettaliar.
”Okay, this will will test both your brain and brawn, in a way. Somewhere down there is a red, cat’s eye crystal, the size of a golf ball. Your job is to find it, plain and simple. There’s actually several ways to go about finding it. Naturally, they will try and stop you. The trick is, you can’t destroy them. If you crush them, they’ll simply reform and redouble their efforts. Also they are self-learning, so they’ll be watching the way you fight. You also have a ten-minute time limit. Sound good?”
Posted by mettaliar on Sept 10, 2007 18:11:26 GMT -6
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Mettaliar threw Neena's staff to the side and looked up as the scene around him changed again. He sighed as suddenly he sensed it being around nighttime. He looked around as he felt an eerie vibe coming from the area. He sighed and listened as Neena gave him instructions on this whole "search for the sacred icon" style simulation. He slightly smiled as she mentioned the toughness of the gargoyles. This would be very interesting, but he wanted to make it a bit more interesting.
"I'll give you your twenty back if it takes longer than 5 minutes." he shouted aloud.
He decided to set out and look around. He checked under some bushes and looking around some areas. While looking he started to think about how to fight off these killer gargoyles that were mentioned.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 10, 2007 18:32:53 GMT -6
Mutant God
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Nov 20, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
"I'll give you your twenty back if it takes longer than 5 minutes."
"How 'bout double or nothing?" Neena laughed to herself. At this rate she was going to gain a reputation as both a gambler and a drunk. Ah, well. What fun was a normal teacher anyway?
She watched him start the search. Curiously, she blinked, and scanned the area to spot the stone herself. She wasn't surprised at its location, but curious as to how Mett would get to it.
Inside the simulation, the gargoyles remained stone-still. It wasn't until he leaned over to check one of the bushes that one of them came to life. It was one of the wingless statues. It was already crouched on the ground, so it simply began creeping toward Mett from behind.
Posted by mettaliar on Sept 10, 2007 22:43:08 GMT -6
Guest
Mettaliar laughed as he heard the bet increase. He shrugged his shoulders and decided to keep it going. Who knows, he just might win.
"Deal. Hope you have forty bucks on you." he said aloud. After checking under a bush, he go up and turned around. Just in time to catch a gargoyle moving towards him. He froze in place and tilted his head. He figured he'd let the thing attack him before he made any moves. Cautiously, he moved around the thing, keeping his staff pointed at the gargoyle and moved backwards, keeping his eyes keen on looking for this magical stone.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 10, 2007 22:49:04 GMT -6
Mutant God
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Nov 20, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
Apparently the rock dog didn't like having things pointed at it. It snarled, and jumped forward to latch onto the wooden staff, attempting to crush it in its stone jaws. After that it attacked the staff weilder. Built like a giant bulldog, it leapt forward at Mett's chest, talons extended, aiming for his throat.
