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.
(*Agrees with Raina on that description.* And yeah if you want to guide Sara, I’ll follow you two’s lead.)
"What?? The bottom?? This place could come down any second. Downstairs is not a good place to be right no-ow!"
Neena needed to tell Sara that? I mean, the cat had just been burning her hands on the outside of the brick. She mumbled to herself as she followed where Neena’s voice had come from. “I don’t get the thing about you hero types and death wishes.”
Sara came around a corner, passed Neena and nearly kept walking. Making her feet skid to a stop and the very edge of the hole, and suddenly backpedaling away from the opening before more floor boards followed the first. ”Again, I just don’t understand you crazy people.”
Down below, Sara could hear Raina singing and before Sara’s eyes, a pathway spread across hole in the floor. Ok that was cool.
"Aeiyah.... Sara! I think I found our straggler!”
Sara came forward one step and tapped on the ice plat form, testing it’s strength. “ok. So I play fetch and you tell me what part of the well Timmy’s in.” With that Sara got a running start, pushing off of the flooring her feet hit the ice that overlapped the intact floor boards and she gave one last hard push off with her claws digging into the carpet. Turning her run into a baseball style slide across the ice. Water sprayed up and out to the sides, in place of sand. Hoping that the move would distribute her weight on the ice. Eye focused on the other side of the gap.
At the other side, her baseball style slide turned to a roll to steadier flooring where she took off at a run down the hall, waiting for Neena’s instructions on if she were getting Hot or Cold… Oh bad thought and enalegy
"Neena if you can be fast this will work!" Ice began forming under the hole, sealing it partially.
"That's a beautiful chant...." she murmured, allowing herself a brief few seconds to appreciate the lovely voice. The she wiped her brow, and continued her complaining. "Now if only the steam would go away...."
Sara came up behind her. “ok. So I play fetch and you tell me what part of the well Timmy’s in.”
"And after that, I say we all go out for frozen margaritas. I don't know 'bout you two, but I'll need a drink after this....."
Before Sara completed her slide for the other side, Neena began calling out directions.
"He's one hallway over! Take the second doorway to the left, into the next corridor!" She called out similar directions, resorting eventually to 'Right' and 'Left' as the seconds flew by. Finally she called out, "Four-sixteen! Apartment four-sixteen! I think he's next to the diswasher!"
At least, she assumed those small, upright, round things were dishes inside the dishwasher. She didn't have time to find out such a small detail....
Posted by rainewater on Mar 14, 2008 10:17:05 GMT -6
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ooc: you guys will have to finish this one without me- after the context of my friend's death I don't think I can keep going in a thread about fire and explosions- sorry ladies
(No worries Raina. You know if you need someone to vent to, I, or anyone else here, are only a pm away.)
"And after that, I say we all go out for frozen margaritas. I don't know 'bout you two, but I'll need a drink after this....."
Sara smirked, even though now really wasn’t the time to be smirking. “And Shya can be the designated driver.” Then just as fast, she was across the ice platform and racing to follow Neena’s directions.
The first set of directions were easier. More exact, And soon Sara caught up, moving through the areas about as fast as Neena could shout them out. Ever feel like a rat in a maze? The right and left directions with fewer explanations slowed Sara down more. Ok the left hand if you held your thumb and forefinger up made an L someone once told her. Problem was she could make an L with her right hand too. Twice she found herself going on way, only to skid to a stop when it was a closet or some kind of dead end like that.
"Four-sixteen! Apartment four-sixteen! I think he's next to the diswasher!"
Sara looked up just intime to see four-fourteen. Ok around the corner. There was four-sixteen. She checked the door knob, locked. Fortunately steam had weakened the wood, so she stepped back and slapped the bottom of her foot down on the door right where the lock and deadbolt were located. The door swung had enough to smack the inner wall and Sara had to shield herself from it when she entered, as it swung back in her direction. Two steps past the entry way, into the dining room, and there he was. “I got him.” She called out.
Just then the building shuddered and she found herself grabbing the wall, tail whipping back and forth, to steady herself on her feet. Somewhere behind her she head a crash. “I’m going out this way, See you on the outside.”
With that she was at a run again. Scooping up the victim on the way. He was balanced over her shoulders and she was headed for straight out the window. Where she crashed through, and leapt for the wall of the next building over.
(OOC: Feel free to fill in the gap when she's out cold.)
By the time Sara found the man, Neena was coughing fitfully, and had lowered herself to her stomach on the floor, to get below the smoke. The rubber had nearly burned through, and head felt like it was about to explode. Hangover double-vision had nothing on her version.....
“I got him!”
<"Finally...."> She let her vision revert to normal, cutting the headache in half. Her collar stopped it's shock fit, allowing her to concentrate merely on hacking up her lungs.
“I’m going out this way, See you on the outside.”
"Don't have to tell me twice," Neena wheezed. "Everybody out!" she shouted hoarsely at Raina.
She pushed to her hands and feet and scuttled back the way she came. She pushed her vision one more time, to be sure the bus and mats were still in place. Seeing that they were, she didn't even pause before vaulting over the balcony. She curled into a ball as she fell, landing on the bus first, then rolling off onto the ground. The hit hurt, and she felt something snap, though she wasn't sure what at first.
She blacked out on impact.
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When she woke, the first thing she noticed was how bright it was. Next was the numb feeling in her arm. It must have broken in the fall.
<"Hmm.... is that all?">
Then came the noise roaring in her ears. She groaned, and grimaced. "Ugh, can y'all keep it down to a low roar please? I've already got a headache larger than the Serengeti....." A coughing fit shook her. The air seemed really dusty.... "And someone please find a maid. That dust is a killer....."
With her eyes closed, she didn't realize that the noise and dust was the building coming down in the background.
On the outside, Sara was clinging to the brick work of an adjacent building. Had the fire spread she’d be in more trouble. Thanks to Neena, she had been guided through the maze, and thanks to the mist and ice created by Raina, the building she hadn’t caught fire and the cool air from the misdirected mist, had moistened the sounder brick wall. Making Sara have to use her claws to find better holds in the rougher indentations, but, also saving her hand from becoming burned.
She’d just found suitable footing on the decretive ledge below a window when the loud cracks and crashes sounded behind her. The unconscious man was pulled between herself and the brick work and she tried to protect his head. Letting herself curl inward as she flinched at every loud crash behind her.
Everytime something large passed right behind her, she could feel herself suck in air and duck closer under what little bit of ledge there was to duck under. Then there was the rising dust, causing Sara to choke and her eyes to water. She blinked repeatedly but nothing seemed to clear them completely. Making her climb down even less entertaining.
It wasn’t till she reached the cement that she really realized what had just happened to it’s fullest extent.. James, who was being helpful for once, (Posibly for show with the crowd) took the man from her, and she crumbled. Hacking up all of the disgusting things she just inhaled.
She just entered a burning building. A building that just collapsed. WHAT CRAP WAS SHE THINKING!
Some how she found her way to her feet, and stumbled, dizzy, so she found the bus, and leaned against the side where the back wheal was. The news crews were starting to get pushy again and so rather then allow them the dignity of her attention she chose to face the bus. Leaning her head, against her arm. From the corner of her eye she could make Neena out on the ground. … On the ground… “Hey you ok?”
Posted by rainewater on Mar 21, 2008 9:36:31 GMT -6
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ooc: Im just going to sum up on Raina's end now that I feel up to it
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Raina sang until her voice gave out and was thankful when she heard someone shout to get out. Good they got him. She turned tail as fast as she could and rushed through the smoke.
When she emerged from the building she was covered with soot and coughing but alive. She glanced to the right to see her friends and the family... Neena was on the ground. Was she ok? Raina couldn't be sure as the place was starting to fill with cheering reporters and spectators. The guards rushed to hold them back and she felt the chink of her collar as they were activated again, OK, no escaping, she got that.
<"Well, Sara's alive. That's definitely a good thing."> Aloud Neena replied, "Depends on your definition of 'okay' is. If it equates to 'being alive', yeah, I'm just fine. If you mean painwise..... No."
She didn't dare open her eyes; they always scrambled when she became conscious again, and she wasn't ready to test her bracelet yet.
"I can't feel my arm. I'm assuming that means either it's broken or missing. Sincerely hoping for the former...."
There was so much people noise in the background, she couldn't hear clearly.
Sara was leaning against the bus still. The face that her ears were flicking back and forth were the only sign that she was willing to recognize that she wasn’t alone, and that the reporters were still crowding around trying to fight their way through, past the guards. She could hear James once again, with his smug voice that only came out when he was smiling. He was taking the chance to look good for the public again as he answered the reporters’ questions. At least he was doing something helpful. There was no way Sara would stand there willingly with cameras being shoved in her face.
"I can't feel my arm. I'm assuming that means either it's broken or missing. Sincerely hoping for the former...."
Sara blinked, staring at the side of the bus. Her eyes shifted sideways enough to see. “It’s there. But if this were the magical world of Harry Potter and the end of a Quiditch match in the second book, it could have been missing.” The bone at least.
Sara forced herself to face away from the van at the next question. A quick scan of the area told her Ted was still there, so was shya, who was leaning over Ted, checking vitals and all that jazz. And Raina was out as well. “Yep, She’s out.” Sara replied leaning her back against the van as her knees folded up to her chest and she sank to the ground. Tail curving around her feet.
Posted by rainewater on Mar 25, 2008 20:24:45 GMT -6
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Raina ran over to Sara to try and help with Neena. She wanted to speak but there was nothing she could say with the collars activated but she hoped her look of relief and appreciation was enough. That was when she heard a man bellowing at the camera and she recognized his voice, she turned and saw Naveed being pulled back by some guards. "Naveed!" she called out and was silenced from the shock of her collar. She didnt move from where she was but made eye contact with her brother. Her eyes drank him in - it was her brother. She coudln't help but smile. He was here. They were right.
She turned to see the guards refusing reporters and ushering them to get back on the bus.
They made eye contact and Naveed yelled out her name. He saw the collar on her neck and nearly threw up in his mouth at the site of it and the state of her body. He growled deep in his throat. "Raina I'll get you out of this if it's the last thing I do!" he yelled to her as guards pulled her away.
Posted by gorgan01 on Mar 26, 2008 10:18:44 GMT -6
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Ted's eyes snapped open. He was human again, and there was dust everywhere. He sat up painfully, wincing as pain shot through him. He fought off his instincts, which wasn't too hard thanks to the amount of practise he had gotten in the camps. He forced himself to his feet, and saw that the building had collapsed. Oh god... Ted sprinted for it, bounding over Shya without even seeing her, and ignored the crowd as he fought his way through. There were Sara and Neena, who's arm looked to be broken, and then he saw raina, smiling like they had all been released. He ran over to her, "You ok? What's happened?" He spotted where she was looking, and saw a very large and angry man trying to force his way through the crowd. Now I'm confused...
She glanced sideways as Raina came up. The look could clearly be read on the other girl’s face and Sara just nodded. She gingerly pealed back the bit of rubber away from her cuff, and flicked the little pieces onto the ground at her feet. Part of it had melted either from heat or from Sara healing small injuries like first degree burns and splinters. Not big enough to burn through all the way, but apparently it was big enough Sara would have been shocked.
"You ok? What's happened?"
As if Sara really needed to point things out,… she did. Turning back to the rubble she pointed at the empty space in the sky where the building had once blocked the sun in this part of the street. “The building fell down while you were out, Pups.” A small smirk played at the corner of her feline lips. “See?”
Her arms crossed as some of the guards seemed to be ushering them back onto the bus. Guess they thought the citizens had seen enough for one day. “And you missed me pretending to be spidercat.”