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.
::Jocelyn walks slowly down the sidewalk, headed to the hotel she's been in. She's been trying to find an apartment somewhere, but had no luck earlier in the day. Now she walks down the fairly empty sidewalks. Her hands are buried in the pockets of her jean-jacket, and her boots clunk softly on the cement as she goes. She crosses the street and walks down a quiet side-street. Jocelyn stops for a moment, listening. She hears another thud behind her and turns. but sees nothing. She starts walking again, slightly quicker this time. She could swear she hears boots thudding along some ways behind her, and stops again, then starts off at a quick pace, glancing over her shoulder. A man is some five yards behind her, hooded and walking quickly after her. Jocelyn breaks into a run and the man follows. He's catching up to her when she stops suddenly, facing him.::
Man: C'mon sweetheart, give me money.
Jocelyn: I, I'm sorry. I've got no money.
Man: Dont play with me, girl. ::He reaches for her, taking her by the upper arms and throwing her to the ground. He's attempting to pin her down and she grabs at his throat. They struggle for a moment until the man howls in pain and pulls back. The skin on the side of his neck is smoking a little and starting to dissolve away.::
::Jocelyn jumps up, fists clenched, as the man starts to scramble away from her. He gets up and tries to run, but she follows quickly, rolling in front of him and tripping him up. He lands on his back in front of her, and she puts her foot on his throat.::
Man: P-please! Let me...up. ::He gasps.:: I'll g-go...
Jocelyn: No. You think I'll let you leave now? You tried to rob me. ::She kneels next to him, sneering.:: How would like to live the rest of your life without hands...Maybe that'll stop you pick-pocketing. ::She grabs both his wrists, which start to fizzle and smoke a bit. The man screams in pain but Jocelyn stifles it with her elbow.::
Posted by thearcher on Nov 26, 2005 1:38:25 GMT -6
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The Archer now jumps from the shadows, running and pushing her off of the man. Sure, he's done worse to people, but he's never made someone suffer. "Go now." He says to the man, helping him up.
::The man's wrists are nearly eaten through to the bone, and he runs to end of the street and out of sight. Jocelyn turns on the man who intervened.:: Who do you think you- ::She pauses as she sees who it is. She recognizes him from the alley a while back.:: You.
Yes, well, if you'd been watching properly you'd know that he jumped me first. Not that it matters. And I've never been one to take orders. ::She smirks, tossing her unruly black hair.::
::She smiles, her bright green eyes twinkling.:: Thank you for that, I'll be sure to think of it next time. ::She says sarcastically.:: Now if you'll kindly excuse me... ::She pushes past him.::
