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 reddragon on Jan 25, 2008 21:00:16 GMT -6
Guest
Ayesac slowly walked down the street, he didn’t have a watch on but if he had to guess, he would think it was about 1:59 am. The streets were empty for the most part, except for drunkards trying to find their ways home and the occasional complete weirdo wandering, and knocking into things.
He had his trench coat around him, and his cowboy hat on his head, trying to hide himself, to those whom don't take a close look he wouldn't look much different, but if one payed attention they may see an oddity.
(Since I have Sara here, for those of you coming in or following along, this will have to be before the camps. And I bet you all thought that little red thing in Sara's locket was something random.)
Sara checked the time on a clock just inside the window of a closed convenience store. Nearly 2 am. Well at least there was one place to get a decent meal at this decent time of day. Sara had learned to sit just above the over hang of a local Chinese restaurant. Sooner or later a driver came out, set his delivery on the cement, turned to shut his door, and that was Sara's opportunity. With a smooth swing down, behind the delivery boy's back, she scooped up the Chinese food. Free hand dropped a pair of crumbled dollar bills in the boy's pocket and she was around the corner before the boy turned around.
Was she the best hunter or what!
While the boy went back in the restaurant to see if he misplaced the order inside the door, Sara began following her nose. Now just where was he. Turning a corner she saw a very tall gentleman in coat and cowboy hat. Reminiscent of ninja turtles. Oh there he was. She grinned. "Hey! wait up!" She called as she tried to catch up.
Posted by reddragon on Jan 26, 2008 4:00:44 GMT -6
Guest
Hearing a familiar voice, Ayesac turned, his Red scales on his neck reflect the street lights.. "Hello my frisky kitten." he waited for Sara, being rather calm, he leaned against the brick wall with his shoulder...
Sniffing the air, he smelt the chinese food.. "Got me General's Tao's Chicken? how nice of you.." the tip of his tail slipped out from under the bottom of his trench coat, he took a step toward Sara.. slowly wrapping his arms around her, nuzzling his muzzle against hers. "how is my kitty doing?"
She leaned against Ayesac's arms. "Doing fine as always, Red." The bag was shifting to her left hand and her right was pulled around Ayesac's shoulders. She pulled herself up so he didn't have to lean down too far.
"Letting her nose sniff lightly above the bag, she shrugged. "I think General's Tao's is one of the things in there. Smells like crab wantons, and veggies too."
Posted by reddragon on Jan 27, 2008 1:37:05 GMT -6
Guest
Slowly nodded "Thought so" he put Werecat over his shoulder.. and started to walk down the street, being careful not to force her to drop the food, but also just picking on her... "My kitty.. " he squeezed an arm around her legs so that she wouldn't be able to fall, and get hurt.
Sara made a sudden surprised sound, being picked up. Well ok. She had been lifting herself up but the hope being carried off firemen style down the street. Not something she considered all that dignified.
The bag of food dangled from her left hand against the back of Ayesac's shoulder. Her chin rested on the other. "You know. I can walk."
Posted by reddragon on Jan 31, 2008 11:09:56 GMT -6
Guest
Ayesac nodded a little, she couldn't see that though.. "I know.. Just thought I'd try this pick-up line.." he didn't put her down.. he kept walking on step over the other, he was amused by her response to this... he had his kitty.. he was happy.
"Cute." Sara rolled her eyes, smirking, now letting herself relax over Ayesac’s shoulder. Ok so yeah. she really did think that was cute. On arm came up to let her chin rest in the palm of her hand. “Are we headed to anywhere in particular?”
Posted by reddragon on Mar 3, 2008 22:20:27 GMT -6
Guest
Thought for a few moments "Going to the park for a Picnic.." he flicked his wings a little, holding ther legs with one arm, so she wouldn't fall, he playfully reached up and squeezed one of the butt cheeks, under the kitty girl's tail.
Sara felt that squeeze and jumped at first. Then relaxed back on his shoulder, her normal feline smirk forming across her face. "The park sounds good. Or the roof of the museum, but park works." She replied playfully flicking her tail across Ayesac's nose. "Les of a walk too. Not that I, apparently, have to worry about walking."
Posted by reddragon on Mar 5, 2008 20:56:30 GMT -6
Guest
Thinking for a moment, the tail went across his nose of this feline, a smirk played on his lips.. "aww.. The kitty loves me... The museum will have security stuff on the roof.." he heads toward Central Park.. it was only a few blocks away.. putting her down, he held her hand.."Ok.. lets walk together my dear.."
Sara shrugged as she was set down from Ayesac’s shoulders. Taking a second or to, to gain her balance again. For some reason being carried like that made her a little dizzy. “I know it’s Safer but I like the view from the museum better. Sure the parks nice, but the higher elevations lets you see more.”