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.
(OOC: And, of course, what's an action scene without comic relief? ;D)
Neena dodge sideways as Ted bounded up, then rebounded back down. She shook her head, then turned back to the task at hand, keeping up a running commentary under her breath.
The building was old; whoever had designed it had tried to make it appealing to the eyes by creating designs with the bricks. A pattern of the bricks stuck out from the walls above and below every window. That provided possible foot holds. The problem for Neena was, although two months in the camps had increased her overall stamina, her physical strength had suffered. That, plus she was cold and hurting, with no adrenaline rush to give her a boost like the others.
"Where's Spiderman when you need 'im...."
Raina's song began to fill the air, and a shiver went through Neena's body. "More cold. Lovely.... Just lovely...." But if he held back the fire for a time, that could only be a good thing. As long as it didn't mix with the electricity. Water plus electric fire equals.... not good....
"Quit thinking and start climbing, Neena. You can argue details at the top." And that's what she did.
Neena wasn't exactly skinny, even after her time in the camps, but she was fairly nimble and flexible for a thirty-year-old.
"Thirty-one. You keep skipping a year, Spacecase." Her face remained blank of expression as she climbed, giving her an extremely focused appearance. She really hoped either Sara or Ted were right behind her, maybe even ahead of her, because she really hadn't a clue what to do once she got to the top.
"Shoulda thought of that before you started pretending to be a gecko."
Out of nowhere a yawn forced its way out of her mouth.
Sara heard Raina but the word sounded even more distant a she took notice of a news van driving in. perhaps it was still a better idea to stay in the crowd of other mutants. Sara turned around addressing the brick wall again. Stage fright never showed up at the convenient times. Only the times when Sara wasn’t alone. Easy, easy, girl Just you and the wall. You get inside and you don’t have to be in the sight of the big crowd.
Shya was yelling something behind her. Something about opening up the minds of one of the children and transferring the memory of the buildings layout to her, Ted, (Even though he had fallen) and Neena. There was a brief flash of images through Sara’s mind, information about hall ways and locations of different rooms before she had to stop again.
Some how Neena was already a few feet above Sara. “I’ll tell you where Spiderman is.” She said. One leap put her an immediate story above the van. Her hands grabbed onto a window sill, and her toes pushed against the bricks sticking out on the wall. What a useful design. “He’s just hanging around some where.”
”Lucky tights wearing rope swinging dude with flexibility to compete with a cat.”
Sara had reached the bottom of the balcony. She pulled herself up was over the bar, swung her legs around, and let her feet drop onto the plat form. The steam from Raina’s work, clung to Sara’s fur. Catching in individual hairs, and making her wet. Oh that was comfortable.
There was a woman inside, backing away from the window where Sara stood. Smaller faces could be seen, peaking out from behind her. Sara put a hand out to the woman and she turned sideways. Trying to make herself look less like something coming after them.
"Come on kids. Just think of me like one of those mourning cartoons."
Posted by rainewater on Mar 5, 2008 20:11:20 GMT -6
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ooc: mourning cartoons? LMAO
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Raina kept singing but her voice was giving out...and what was worse the little scales were appearing on her skin again. Her song stopped short when her legs started to hurt and almost as instantly as she stopped singing she felt her body return to normal. "Sorry ladies, that's the best I can do." she called up taking a step back to take in the scene. She was shaking now realizing how could she was. Where was a big furry blanket when you needed him? She turned seeing Ted on top of the bus and tried to run towards him.
THat's when the press broke trough the crowd and Raina felt herself surrounded. There was smoke coming from her collar where the rubber was singed. She tried to get to the bus but people were getting in the way "TED!" she called out.
This could have been the perfect time for an escape, but Raina needed to know Ted was ok... and she wouldn't leave without the others.
ooc: I dont plan on Navi being here long, I just want him to get a glance of his sister since he hasnt seen her since he's been here!
ic: Naveed had been trying for an hour to push his way through the crowd in the park ever since he started his morning run and wasn't having much luck. He knew there were camp mutants in a section of the city but it took him most of the morning to get through all the spectators in the park! Once he started following people he was able to figure out what part of the city everyone was in and found himself outside the building with the biggest hype but still unable to see anything.
Finally something gave way and he was able to push ahead behind some reporters. That's when he saw the flash of gray eyes before they were enveloped in people. "Raina!" he knew his sister anyway and clawed madley through the crowd. He tried ordering people but nobody could really hear him and he was starting to be trampled. "Raina! Raina!"
Ted murmured incoherently as he tried to sit up. He was in quite a lot of pain, and he automatically fought his instincts, then decided to stop it. He was probably better off as a beast until the collar shocked him to unconsciousness, and worrying about it later. As the fur rippled over his body again, the press suddenly became very interested. And scared. They gave him a wide birth, as many cameras were focussed on him. He ignored them, and instead scaled the building. His collar was going off the scale, but he forced himself on, even though he was actually starting to feel the pain. He could make out the smell of his own fur being singed, as he was swiftly onto the balcony. He mentally thanked Shya for the handy map, as he saw Sara holding her hand out to some people. His appearance probably wouldn't help the people's nerves, but that wasn't important. He grabbed four children, two under each arm, and leapt off the balcony. On the way down the bracelet finally got to him, and on landing he collapsed. Now he was completely out, but he had at least helped. He was happy with that, as the bracelet calmed down and his fur retreated. The press pressed in around him, but he was nowhere near conscious, so didn't notice them, or Raina trying to get to him.
"Its always the middle floors. Why? Can't be ground floor. No, people there are already safe or dead. Can't be top floor, where a helicopter can grab 'em. No.... always got to be the middle floor that needs rescuing....."
Sara and Ted passed her on the way up, naturally. Neena snorted. "And you couldn't have the fancy schmansy powers, like kangaroo leaping or flight. No.... you get the pretty eyes....."
Somewhere below her a window blew out, sending glass shards out into the crowd. She looked down, leaned a bit away from the building, and yelled at those looking on, "Somebody cover that up! No use rescuing people to let 'em get cut to ribbons! Come on, people, at least pretend to be helpful!" She turned and began climbing again.
There was a scream from inside, just as she reached the balcony, and just as Ted leapt back out. Neena nearly lost her grip in the draftwind, but hung on. She grumbled again, but not loud enough to be heard. There was no time to catch her breath as she surveyed the situation.
Okay, Ted took four. Shya said eight. There's three coughing in the corner, and staring at Sara with huge eyes. That means.....
"Great..... always gotta be one to make things difficult...." She leaned out the balcony, looking down on the scene below. She cupped her hands and shouted, her voice echoing loudly overhead.
"Yo! Media circus! Act like you care and find something to catch people with! Ya know, like a trampoline, or stretched cloth! Be creative! C'mon people, work with us here! This ain't no reality show! We ain't gettin' paid for this! MOVE IT!!" She pulled her head back in, shaking it.
"I swear, stupidity is contagious..... Sorry in advance Sara. You can kick me later," she muttered in an aside to the feline-ish female, then put on a rather convincing smile for the two women and the child left in the corner. They all looked alike, but several generations apart; probably Mother, Daughter, and Granddaughter. "All right ladies, question of the day. Would you rather play microwave with the bonfire or piggyback with the kitty cat? Hint number one, the kitty is much safer. Believe me...."
She strode over to the cowering trio, and literally pushed them at Sara. Then headed out to find the straggler. She started coughing from the smoke. Mentally she gave herself two minutes before she gave up.
Posted by rainewater on Mar 7, 2008 8:56:04 GMT -6
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Raina's eyes went wide as Ted lept up again. Time froze for a minute as she watched him in the air. He was graceful. She'd only seen him in his wolf form once before and it was rather fleeting. She got a good look at him now. With her eyes upturned she coudln't even see Naveed but she was aware of someone chanting her name. She felt a little dizzy. She watched the others climb in through the window and was releaved when she saw Ted come down with four children.
She was still surrounded by press but oblivious to the fact that her bruised face was all over national television with TV anchors everywhere demanding justice for the captive mutants. She tried consistantly to break through the barrier if people and finally with someone latched on to her hair breaking their grip she did.
As she burst through the crowd she made a run for the building again. She yelled at some guards as she went and they leapt to her aid instantly. Most of the guards lost site of the fact they were working together with mutants and started spreading out a tarp after hearing Neena. Raina helped and together they all held it taught for people to land in.
Naveed growled into one of the cameras without knowing and suddenly a reporter was turned on him.
"Sir! As a bystander do you have any comments on what you're seeing here today?" Naveed wanted to throw the reporter in the air and try to make his way to Raina. He watched as she ran for the building. She looked close to the same as when he saw her last- of course she'd dyed her hair red after she left, it wasn't red now. He thought a moment and then turned to the reporter. Might as well give it a try! His eyes glowed red... of course it looked like red eye from the camera light being shown on him.
"The act of expulsion the government has placed on the mutants by putting them in the camps is an act of treason against humanity herself. The majority of mutants mean no harm and are simply trying to exist within the world as equals with the humans they used to be. Crueal, unfair, and unusual punishment us used on them at the camps. Look at them, they are frail and starving- and after everything they could be trying to escape right now but are up there trying to save those children!"
He pointed and the camera flashed to Neena and Sara scaling the wall and zoomed down to Raina and the guards holding the tarp.
"You tell me who the savages are!" he growled giving the reporter a shove as he tried to make it closer..
Ted appearance made Sara jump slightly. “Oh it’s just you, Pups.” Pups? Hadn’t there been a similar creature in a dream she had ages ago? Either way, he moved right past Sara, grabbing two kids in each hand. “Show off!” She called after him as he disappeared out the window, leaving the strong sent of smoldering hair. That was a very familiar smell, Poor Pups.
There was an explosion that rocked the floor Sara was standing on, and she heard Neena shout something about someone cleaning up glass. Note to self. Careful on the clime down. Normally Sara wouldn’t worry about such things as glass, but small cut would trigger that cuff as well as larger ones, who knew how long, that rubber would last.
So again Sara tried approaching the ones left. Three. Shouldn’t there be four? Neena was at the window taking charge. Good that someone was. Sara could jut imagine reactions if she had. Yeah Cats barking out orders to humans. That would be taken well.
"I swear, stupidity is contagious..... Sorry in advance Sara. You can kick me later,"
“Will do.” Sara Assured Neena. Alright back to the job at hand.
"All right ladies, question of the day. Would you rather play microwave with the bonfire or piggyback with the kitty cat? Hint number one, the kitty is much safer. Believe me...."
“Safer then the ponies at the county fair.” … For now Neena pushed the girls towards Sara and Sara hooked her arm around the younger girl. Sara dropped down to one knee. “Come on get on.” How embarrassing. She felt like a hoofed beast of bourdon. The younger girl’s hand clasped around the front of Sara’s neck. Chocking her for a moment. ’Kitty can’t breath kid! Kitty can’t… Oh you can hold your breath, she told herself. She lifted the kid the rest of the way over her back and shoulders and ran for the window. Hopping over the balcony and swinging herself, and the girl, over to the side of the building. The girl squealed in her ear, tightening the grip around her neck. Ok, Now Kitty really can’t breath.
"We're ready Neena!"
Sara glanced down at the make shift landing, Could the humans survive a fall that far even with a cushion? Water at this height could feel like cement. Sara knew that one real well. Ok so get down a few floors, just above the mane danger zone.
It suddenly impressed Sara how strong little scared girls can be. She felt her head lean forward, fighting the girls weight on her neck and shoulders as she climbed down two floors. She went down the building backward, using her claws to hook into the little grooves in the brick and working sort of in the motion of a side ways jungle gym. Swinging from one level to the next by her arms, using her feet to keep her body from slamming into the brick wall, till she was just above the floor she knew was having the most trouble. A rumble from inside the building was the only warning Sara had as she prepared to toss the girl into the make shift tarp trampoline below. There was an explosion inside, and the brick work, Sara was clinging to crumbled. Making her drop three feet, as she scrambled for a new grip.
Finding a new hold, Sara hung from one arm, twisting so she could slip an arm around the girl. “On three your going in that tarp down there.” Sara said quietly to young girl. They counted and on Two, Sara pushed the girl off and into the out stretched tarp, Not giving her a chance to cling to her again. The girl landed in the tarp near Raina, and Sara could take in a new breath. Finally
Without the bourdon, the climb back up was faster then the clime down. Sara could use window sills and other balconies to push off from and jump to the next. She landed in a crouch, on the railing of the balcony she had just come from. Mother and Grandma had apparently watched, as they backed away from the perched feline. Grandma pushed the mother back in Sara’s direction, and Sara’s job began again.
Two minutes drag on for an eternity, or zip by in a flash, depending on the situation. With no adrenaline running through her system, eternity became the situation of choice. Checking door after door for signs of life became a game of russian roulette; were there five more seconds left to check the next door, before the building collapsed?
A grim look set in on her features as she continued playing the game.
Posted by rainewater on Mar 10, 2008 9:56:14 GMT -6
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Children started to come flying out of the building with Ted and Sara's aide. "Allright men!" yelled Raina nearly laughing to herself at how idiotic it sounded. "Pull it tight! And when they land pull it up to lesson the impact!" Everyone held on to the tarp with everything they had and when the first child landed they folded in slightly to lesson the impact as ordered.
One by one they came down and Raina brushed them off sitting them in warm blankets next to a news fan where eager reporters were waiting to interview. "There's one left!" she yelled. She turned to face the others who were tear stained and huddled together. "Don't worry, we'll find 'em!" she turnd back to the guards. "Im going in there, you better damn well turn off my collar." they looked at her shocked at hearing her speak and even more so at her vulgarity. She gave a half smile. "See ya!"
She ran toward the bottom door. The building was a majority of brick-though the wood and insulation was burning away quickly the major threat at this point was smoke.
Raina opened her mouth and began to sing but this time with a real purpose. A shield of small snow flakes and ice specks formed around her mouth while she continued to sing, and then hovered around her body about a cm away. It was easy to see they were constantly moving and as some melted from the heat they were instantly replaced by her song. It was the best she could do.
She entered the building and pushed her way through the heat singing the whole time. This was going to take a while, all she could see was smoke
The Second of Sara’s rescues happened fast, just like the first, Even with the woman pulling fist fulls of her fur and stretching the skin. That was really annoying. The third, the older woman was just like the other two as well, into the tarp from the level that was the most trouble. Problem was, and Sara didn’t realize it at first, that the brick had heated up, She only noticed her padded fingers felt hot, when she saw the older woman safe, in the tarp. Ok. So that was seven. Seemed Raina had done the count as well. She’d seemed to go into the building. As well.
”What is it with people who want to play heroes and the thoughts of death wishes?” Sara asked herself.
Climbing to the next level as fast as she could to escape the hot brick. She tried to use the tips of her claws more then her fingers but that only made her flinch more. Some how she managed to find a perch on a window sill where she let her hands have a short, healing rest, as she estimated the jump to the next.
”Then again look who’s talking, Kitty, who talks to herself, and is playing spidercat.”
She made the next few jumps, managing to make her feet do most of the work, as her burns on her hands healed. Good thing for the rubber. Although, again, she didn’t know if she’d get a shock next time. With a hop, she was over the balcony’s railing and in the room of the building again. “Neena,” Sara called out as she looked into the empty room, Was she in a hall way. “Seven down, and the fire seems to have traveled up.” She began moving down the hall, checking rooms as well. Too bad the fire was blocking her sense of smell. Breathing in deeper would help, if he wouldn’t choke. “Raina’s entered the building as well, from the bottom.”
Neena's eyes began to water from the smoke. Time to put that rubber buffer to work. She closed her eyes completely, and mentally triggered her Xray vision. She didn't like using that particular vision, because it was confusing, even after twenty years of practice. Unlike the comics made out Superman's vision to be, Neena's vision worked differently. But she had no choice now.
Everything before her turned ghost-like and hazy. She couldn't see completely through everything, nor was there a 'hole' of complete 'see-throughness'. Instead, it was like looking through layers and layers of velum paper. The outlines made it difficult to see what object came first. For example, she could see the door in front of her, the wall beyond that, and into the next hallway over, and through that door. But she couldn't tell which of the walls or doors were nearest her position.
One word.... Confusing. And she didn't have time for 'confusing'....
She frowned as she scanned the area, searching for the straggler.
“Neena, seven down, and the fire seems to have traveled up.” Sara's voice come from behind her, back the way she'd come from. “Raina’s entered the building as well, from the bottom.”
"What?? The bottom??" Neena's frown deepened. "This place could come down any second. Downstairs is not a good place to be right no-ow!"
Her last word was stretched into two as part of the floor sagged below her feet, weaked by both the fire and Raina's steam and ice. She pushed off sideways, and a section collapsed onto the floor below, leaving a giant hole. She grabbed a banister to stead herself.
She began grumbling vehemently in Swahili, and pulled herself upright. When she looked up, she paused, and tilted her head. There was a figure a ways away, sprawled on the floor. She could feel her collar buzzing madly, but so far, felt nothing. She concentrated, and switched on eye into telescopic mode. The resulting image immediately gave her a massive headache, but also a close up of the person. An older man, maybe 40 or 50, unconscious. And still breathing, albiet shallowly. He must have passed out from the smoke, as she couldn't see anything else in the area.
..... And he was on the other side of that massive hole. Naturally.....
"Aeiyah.... Sara!" she bellowed, coughing in between. "I think I found our straggler! But I can't get to him! Raina! If you can hear me, try and keep singing, but stay close to a door or window! This place is ready to keel over!"
As if in answer a low groan shuddered through the building as it creaked painfully.
<"Lovely..... Just lovely.....">
(OOC: Were, the guy is hidden behind walls and doors, but Neena can guide you if you'd like.)
Posted by rainewater on Mar 11, 2008 10:48:43 GMT -6
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The ceiling gave way above Raina and she shuddered startled but heard Neena's voice. Ok, so coming in this way wasnt the best idea- they couldn't all be acrobats with the walls! She nodded to herself and continued her song. This time she had an idea "Neena if you can be fast this will work! " She crossed over to a close window and sang as loud and strongly as she could. She knew Sara was up there too but coudln't see her, she just knew there was a giant hole infront of the man and that the support beams underneath him were weakening by the second as the building came down around him.
As Raina sang she felt her body begin to shift and cry out in pain but she ignored it. Ice began to spread across the hole, freezing as rapidly as it melted. Raina had to sing constantly to keep it going through the cycle and not melt from the heat. Out of everything she'd done with her voice even the battle with Iris nearly a year ago- this was by far stretching it the most. The ice continued to roll over and over until it filled the gap and raina sang wave after wave to thicken it. In addition she was doing everything she could to form larger ice pillars beneath the man and the floor he was sitting on.
It would work so long as Neena and Sara were fast and she kept singing. If she faltered in the slightest everything was going to come down on top of them.
ooc: That was a kick arse post with Neena! great description of her ability
Naveed watched in slow motion horror as Raina ran into the building. He yelled to protest but she couldn't hear and he coudln't break through the people. His mind began to panic and he started yelling at every person he could to get out of his way. When he finally made it within the proximity of the building he was slammed back by the guards.
He knew he could easily push past them but at what cost? He couldn't get caught now. But she was right there! If he could only grab her... wait wasn't there some sort of collar? He coudln't remember and time was running out as he wrestled with what to do.