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.
Ok. *Ella says checkin gout all three. She finds the least feminine room, which also happens to be furthest away from Dereks room.*This one will suffice.[/color]
Posted by thearcher on Feb 1, 2006 22:29:09 GMT -6
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"Ok, well, a goodnight kiss." He says, leaning in and kissing her lightly on the lips. "And I'll see you in the morning." He says, smiling and walking down the hallway and into his bedroom.
*Ella looks after him for a moment perplexed. She thinks, the kiss was nice but I thought he'd try for something more maybe . . . I don't know. She is tired and walks into her room, she locks the door behind her and spends an hour trying to get comfortable. Eventually she gets restless and opens her window and heads out, she plans on being back later, probably. She just wants something to do for a minute or an hour,*[/color]
Posted by thearcher on Feb 1, 2006 22:39:15 GMT -6
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Derek gets strips down to his boxers, and gets into his large bed. He puts his hands behind his head, looking up at the cieling. He sighs, rolling over on his side.
*Shorlty after 3:00 am Ella retuns feeling much calmer. Now she can get some sleep. She streches out in the middle of the bed and relaxes into a deep semi-catatonic sleep.*
Posted by thearcher on Feb 1, 2006 22:55:26 GMT -6
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Sooner or later, Derek gets bored, and heads up to Ella's room. Sure, she had a lock on her door....but who doesn't have a key to every room in his own house? He takes his keys out of his pocket, and unlocks the door quietly, walking in slowly. He smiles, taking off his shirt and his pants, and climbing into bed. He acts like he is asleep, occasionally bumping into Ella.
*Ella's mutant ability is fighting based. She doesn't know how but paired with her amazing senses she is a natural adept at all tequniqes. And since she has never actually woken up sharing a bed before, she was in for a shock and pure reflexes took over. Ella is stradeling Derek and has him pinned to the bed at all the limbs major joints, seconds after the first time he 'accidently' bumped her. She looks down at him annoyed.*[/color]
*Ella raises an eyebrow skeptically at him.* When I asked for a locked room did it ever occur to you I might want privacy? *She questions, not lettin gup on the pressure quite yet.*
*Ella is smirking a little as she finally takes her weight off the joints but she is still straddeling him.* Sorry but that is a natural reaction, care to try morning over again?[/color]
I guess that could be arranged. *Ella says getting up and off of him completely. She is kneeling on the edge of the bed looking down at Derek, bemused.* That is why I don't spend nights with people usually.
