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 Iris/Rayne on Feb 4, 2008 23:32:26 GMT -6
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Katrina shrugged, replied to Iris's comment with, “I guess ages can be deceiving”,then smiled at Hunter. Iris took that to mean she knew about his claimed age. She appeared very comfortable in his presence. Iris found, to her great surprise, that a touch of envy had crept into her thoughts. She hoped it didn't show through on her face.
“So… do you like horses?”
Iris smiled, glad for something else to concentrate on than her current confusion. "You bet! I can't say I'm that great of a rider, but I love taking care of them. My guard-erm.... my family used to own a pair of mares, both bays, when I was younger. Right now we just board occasionally though. Do you have your own horse?"
Katrina nodded enthusiastically, "Yup, he's a cremello Morgan gelding named Galahad's Triumph. I just call his Galahad for short though. I've taken dressage lessons since I was little, and I'm learning to jump, too. I love riding and learning about horses and I'd like to have a horse ranch some day."
Katrina glanced at Hunter, he didn't seem to be paying attention to them any more. Hopefully she wasn't boring everyone with her talk about horses. She knew she could talk about them all day without getting bored, but that didn't mean that other people could listen all day. Nigel was still busy eating his second monkey omelet and didn't seem to be listening at all.
"It would be fun to all go riding together some time." She left it that, in case Iris wanted to change the subject. Katrina liked Iris so far. She seemed very nice and she liked animals which was always a bonus.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Feb 6, 2008 1:25:23 GMT -6
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"Yup, he's a cremello Morgan gelding named Galahad's Triumph. I just call his Galahad for short though. I've taken dressage lessons since I was little, and I'm learning to jump, too. I love riding and learning about horses and I'd like to have a horse ranch some day."
Iris though for a moment. She wasn't a horse enthusiast, specifically, but she had picked up several terms from friends who were. "Cremello.... Those are nearly white, right? With ivory-ish tails and manes? He sounds beautiful." She whistled slightly. "Dressage? Wow.... So you're really into horses then, aren't you? Our bays were basically just pets. No competition, unless you count bucking. If so, then Gypsy could've won gold." She chuckled in memory of many rides ending with her on her backside, and Gypsy giving her that 'Well-you-asked-for-it' look.
"It would be fun to all go riding together some time."
"I'd like that," Iris agreed. "I hear there are dude ranches upstate. I'm not sure how close they are to the real thing, but we could check them out to see."
So Katrina like horses? Horses were animals, and very smart ones too; good judges of character. Anyone who liked and got along well with them, Iris figured she could get to know as well.
"Okay, so I don't know a whole lot about horses," she admitted aloud, "and usually my friends have to explain things to me in bird terms. But how can you tell them apart? Like, what's the difference between a Morgan and a stallion?" Her lack of knowledge came through in the wording of the question, and the honesty that she asked it with.
>>>"I'd like that," Iris agreed. "I hear there are dude ranches upstate. >>>I'm not sure how close they are to the real thing, but we could check >>>them out to see."
Katrina's eyes widened. Horse ranches in New York? She hadn't ever really stopped to think about what was in New York other than New York City, which definately did not seem like a good place for horses. There wasn't enough grass or open space. New York is not all New York City, she reminded herself.
>>>"Okay, so I don't know a whole lot about horses," Iris admitted >>>aloud, "and usually my friends have to explain things to me in bird >>>terms. But how can you tell them apart? Like, what's the difference >>>between a Morgan and a stallion?"
"A Morgan is a breed of horse, like a Siamese is a breed of cat," Katrina explained and gestured with her hands. The gestures didn't really help convey information, but whenever she lectured, Katrina tended to use her hands for emphasis.
"Different breeds just separate horses into groups that are similar to each other. Some breeds are faster, some are better distance runners, that kind of thing. I'm not sure if birds have breeds or not, do they? Anyways, a stallion is a male horse, actually, so is a gelding, but geldings can't have foals. They've been given the Bob Barker treatment. A female is a mare."
"Your horse Gypsy was probably one of those tempramental mares that is said to have 'mare days' every day, like permanent horse PMS. It takes a special kind of person to be able to ride a horse with that kind of attitude... and to keep riding her. Those kind of horses don't need second chances, more like second hundredth chances." Katrina laughed. She liked Iris' story about Gypsy; if Iris really did keep getting back on a bucking horse it meant that she was persistant, patient, and willing to forgive. It probably also meant she had a high tolerance for bruised backsides.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Feb 6, 2008 23:17:52 GMT -6
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<"Definitely mature for a twelve-year-old,"> was Iris's thought as she listened to Katrina's explanations. <"And definitely an enthusiast.">
"A Morgan is a breed of horse, like a Siamese is a breed of cat. Different breeds just separate horses into groups that are similar to each other. Some breeds are faster, some are better distance runners, that kind of thing."
"Oooo.... Got it." Iris smiled and nodded, feeling slightly silly at her question, and glad that Katrina seemed not to notice or care.
"I'm not sure if birds have breeds or not, do they?"
"Breeds? Just canaries and pigeons, I believe. Everything else they usually consider color mutations within a species."
"Anyways, a stallion is a male horse, actually, so is a gelding, but geldings can't have foals. They've been given the Bob Barker treatment. A female is a mare."
Iris chuckled at that. She'd actually thought a Morgan was what Katrina had described was a gelding, not a breed.
"Your horse Gypsy was probably one of those tempramental mares that is said to have 'mare days' every day, like permanent horse PMS."
Iris choked a bit on her omelet. "Well, that certainlyl explains a few things...."
"It takes a special kind of person to be able to ride a horse with that kind of attitude... and to keep riding her. Those kind of horses don't need second chances, more like second hundredth chances."
"Nah, not really. Most people just don't give them enough credit. You have to remember that they're just as intelligent as you, sometimes moreso." Iris grinned. "Once I got it through my head that Gyp thought she was in charge, I learned how to trick her into thinking everything I wanted her to do, was really her idea. As long as she thought that, we got on fine. Usually. That, and I learned how to fall without breaking my neck."
She paused long enough to finish her food, before continuing. She felt a bit better than she had earlier, though the numerous thoughts and doubts about this mission continued to hover, just beyond her current train of thought. She sighed.
"Though I guess I can't blame people too much. Second chances are hard to give."
For once, the quiet comment wasn't intended toward Hunter. It was a generalized statement, spoken without malice. Of course, the instant it was out of her mouth, she realized what she'd said, and how it could, and probably would be taken.
"Not that they shouldn't be given," she added hastily.
Hunter had been half listening to their conversation as he ate. He was glad to see them getting along. The mention of horses made him think of his estate back in Romania. He had many horses there, one of them descended from a stallion that he had had over two centuries ago.
Then he heard the comment about second chances. Despite what Paragon added, he knew that she was struggling to forgive him, and honestly he couldn't blame her.
Nigel had finished eating and had grown somewhat bored listening to the two girls talk about horses and other such things. He checked his watch. He had accomplished his mission in helping his brother move in to the apartment. He's eaten brunch. He'd babysat the twelve-year-old for a car ride and a trip to the grocery store and spent a lot of time listening to her chattering. He felt he was about at his quota of preteen verbiage for the day. Aside from that, there was the possibility of some D&D action if he got back to the labs early enough.
"Jenny," Nigel spoke up, "perhaps it's time we headed home. Everything is all moved in and I'm sure these two have other errands to run this afternoon."
Katrina nodded reluctantly. She was having fun talking to Iris. "I'll come visit soon, I hope." She quickly hugged both Hunter and Iris good bye, since it seemed fitting for the role of niece and possible future niece.
"Is there anything else you need, brother?" Nigel asked Hunter, meaning Do you have any further orders before I leave, sir.