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.
Aura walked through an alleyway, and for once chose not to chase the crack dealer who had seen it her and ran without saying a word. Aura had a reputation in the underground though their were fools who tried to resist her or fight her, they usually wound up dead, when certain heros did not show up. In her arm's was something the dealer may have found equally freighting had he seen it. A Black furred creature with a long white stripe, who lazily blinked as if deciding on weather to wake up or not. Aura petted the skunk on it's head still blissfully ignorant of the difference between cats and skunks."Well, my friend, we will be home soon" she said though the skunk had already closed it's eyes again.
Aura looked up at the fading light int he sky. Street lamps, the ones that worked, cast an uneven glow over the sidewalk and road. The clouded night sky lent a lot of help to the shadowy areas in the area. It was late enough Aura knew that businesses were letting out soon as well. Once they did, Aura would be able to move with the people and not watch for local police as much. She disliked the idea of touching humans but it was quicker then the alleyways. It had been a long day and Aura knew her patience was running a bit on thin side.
Aura looked at her hand, she had made little furniture, in the past year or so, only enough to rebuild her room a handful of times. Aura growled at her hand as conflicting orders rose in her mind. Miracle had commanded her to kill, Lori had directed her not to or at least keep it discreet, which she tried to do. Still the ordered conflicted in her mind until the Aura around her hand formed a cone shaped spike, the spike began to take the intents of a drill before Aura let the weapon collapse and flow back into her. Aura walked out of the alleyway and onto the sidewalk still nearly abandoned from what she could see.
Allison hadn't ever quite been comfortable in obviously poor neighborhoods, though she'd been more uncomfortable with why she wasn't. Her parents had always made very sure to avoid them, and to make her avoid them, because they were afraid of who might be lurking in those neighborhoods. She'd thought it quite offensive on behalf of all the people who were unfairly stereotyped, but never quite gotten herself to shake the voice in the back of her head that pointed out that there were always a few who were stereotyped completely fairly.
Despite the conflict in her mind, Allison had made a point of going through less well-off neighborhoods (almost) whenever it was practical to, though she avoided the ones that were legendary for violence. Those seemed less like stereotyping and more like sanity, despite the rather poor relationship Allison and sanity might have at times. In the last few months she hadn't so much made a point of it as she'd frequently been too tired to care.
Luckily, that tiredness was more mental than physical, and she'd been able to mostly keep up with her running, so she was still able to avoid (if barely) the sure-seems-like-a-gang that was following her. She wasn't quite sure why they were chasing her, though an obvious guess was the day's tattoos; lines in between vine and tribal curling down from her eyes and up from her nails. Insulting them after they confronted her probably hadn't helped. At least she'd gotten the idea when the knives appeared, instead of when they were used.... It would have been a bit harder to run after that.
A part at the back of her mind observed that she hadn't been chased by girls before, and even if they were only part of the group, it was a notable new occurrence. The rest of her mind gave the unhelpful part a quite ferocious glare, and it shut up.
She'd been trying to avoid alleys, not really wanting to deal with a dead end, but hadn't been able to entirely. Nor did she want to deal with anyone deciding to join the group chasing her, though she'd really just been judging distance by the footsteps (and occasional crash--there were advantages to being able to hop over fallen boxes and trash cans and whatever else may appear without warning, even if learning was painful) and hadn't turned to look, so she really had no idea if anyone had or not. There had been a few people to dodge around, though, which often seemed to set the group back a bit. Not much, but Allison would take whatever she could get, so long as they weren't catching up.
The light was working against her, though; making it harder to see as it changed from dark alleys to dusk to bright pools of light under streetlights back to dark, and Allison slowed just that fraction that she dared to as she went from light to dark. Fortunately, as she just managed not to run into someone by inches, jumping to the side and continuing to run, her mouth automatically forming the shapes of an apology she didn't have the breath or time to actually say.
Aura got a good look at a woman with strange lines and designs all over her body. before she could deal with that also noted the three people following her, looking extremely pissed. She had no idea why they were chasing this girl, nor did she know if any of them were mutants. Their was one common way to find out, Aura turned to face the three running girls, and released her Aura. Their was no elegance to it, her Aura simply appeared around her.
Aura had her answer as the lead woman yelled mutant and Aura realized their were really five of these woman. Aura formed hammers around her hands and took a fighting stance just as a dagger struck her Aura and bounced off, Aura brought her knee up to the womans stomach and with a spin, brought a hammer down on her back, as the woman hit the ground, Aura felt another dagger bounce off her Aura. "Right a dagger" she said swinging the hammer into the womans forehead knocking her out.
Aura heard a bone snap as her Hammers collided with a third womans shoulder. "Listen you morons, it's taking everything in me, not to reduce you to hamburger meat she said probably more loudly then she should have. The fourth woman did not get the hint yelling mutant scum she started a charge, stopped and ran the other way with her remaining friend. Aura looked back to see if the woman she had just saved was there and started in that direction, not wnating to be enar the pile of wounded she just left behind.
It took a moment for Allison to notice the footsteps behind her had not simply fallen back but disappeared completely. When she noticed she slowed, then a couple blocks later turned to look over her shoulder, and stumbled slightly as she tried to turn around and stop at the same time. She... couldn't see anyone, really, though that didn't mean much in the lighting. She tried closing one eye, then the other, but her vision didn't improve; hadn't with that trick in a long time, anyway.
She stayed for a moment, trying to recover, and started walking cautiously back once she was breathing deeply, instead of gasping. She avoided the pools of light, twice wandering into the street to avoid them. Allison had no interest in the damage it would do to her starting-to-adjust vision, or the visibility she'd suddenly acquire in them. She had no idea where the group chasing her had gone, or what they were doing. Part of her mind screamed that it was incredibly stupid to go back toward where they'd last been; the rest countered that where they'd just been was the last place they'd think to look for her, and if they'd gone through some shortcut she didn't know about, this was the best thing she could do.
Allison really wished she'd stop having multiple opinions on everything. It made it quite hard to make decisions, no matter how well-debated those decisions might turn out to be. The reckless stubbornness usually won, too, so all it really accomplished was letting her listen to 'I told you so!' from her own head.
"Stupid Humans" Aura said shaking her head as she walked. She had lost sight of the other girl who had ran past her. Aura had taken to much time in the fight, though she had avoided killing them, which was more they her usual restraint with such creatures. Each of them would likely need medical help however as Aura was sure she had broken a few bones. Aura took a deep breath and looked around carefully in case the girls might have had reinforcements.
SHe spotted someone interesting weaving through the more shadowed areas. Aura would never have considered the woman if she was not weaving to avoid the lighted areas. Aura made her way for the person, if they were human perhaps she would play some more if not well, maybe she could get to know another Mutant. They still had some time before the main businesses let out however and so she quickly made her way over.
"I am Aura, a Mutant" she said with a smile. "If it was you those dumb humans were after, they will cause you no more harm" Aura said watching the other girl. Her name was often times enough to make a human panic, and got her various reactions from mutants from not knowing who she was to believing she was nuts. Auras eyes could not help but wonder over the girl despite the poor lighting.
Allison's first thought at seeing the woman with way too much pink surrounding her approach was to run, but her second thought held her back. Running was practically begging to be chased, and as the woman wasn't chasing her yet, that she could tell, she didn't feel like inviting it. She didn't have much ability to run more, anyway; she could maybe outrun her original pursuers as they ought to be as tired as she was, but a new--and mutant, so probably with super-endurance, too--person chasing her she'd have no chance of outrunning.
And, well, maybe if the woman was one who'd been chasing her, she wouldn't recognize Allison if Allison just pretended she hadn't been being chased. And that she wasn't covered in sweat, her clothes didn't have a bunch of newly-acquired tiny rips, and her hair wasn't falling out and gluing itself to her face.
Right. Life is Good, the glass is half full, Murphy's Law wasn't in love with Allison's life, and other such necessary lies. Yay?
The lies seemed to be true, however, as the woman not only hadn't been chasing her, but apparently was the reason she wasn't being chased. "Allison," she answered without quite noticing the woman's name consciously. "Also a mutant, but kind of a useless one, so thanks for the help." And she was even too focused on speaking (almost) normally to really cringe at the truth in calling herself useless, even mentally. Yay indeed.
"Their are no useless mutants, only those who have not found use for their beautiful gifts Aura replied, aura did not believe in useless mutations, every mutation had a reason and purpose. Her own was focuses on fighting but she was curious on what this girl could do. Even so Aura knew something else, this was no the time, someone was going to discover the idiot brigade behind them. "I think i should escort you home though, no telling what humans might do"[/color she said glancing behind them.
"May i ask if you live far from here? she said concerned that humans might try and attack her again, unaware that Allison had caused the issue in the first place. She had been about to head back to Sanctuary when she had run into Allison. Maybe she would just take her there if it was closer, better then risk being jumped again she thought to herself.
Aura exhaled, Her aura, seemed to flow into her mouth until it was almost entirely gone, a very faint pink outline still covered her however. "either way the cops won't like what i did to those ladies chasing you" she said looking back slightly nervously. Her long black hair was tangled mess and why Aura considered it now escaped her but looking around onc emore she was relived that at leats no threats seemed to be around them.
Allison gave a slight, lopsided grin; the best she could do without a large supply of sugar. "Well, alright, useless outside of art, then, which I generally suck at."
Allison blinked, then half-turned to look around. "I, uh... have no clue where we are, now. I..." well, the woman was a mutant. Shouldn't be too much of a problem to mention, then, "live at Sanctuary."
Allison shrugged, giving a quiet, non-commital non-word sound to answer the woman's comment on the ones who'd been chasing her as she looked around. A part of her was concerned that 'what I did' meant 'kill,' but most of her was tired, and a tiny bit was vengefully hoping it did mean kill. The disappearance of the woman's aura had barely been noticed more than her name had. "I didn't see any police officers around here when I was running, so I doubt there are any nearby." Or if there are, they don't care.
"Really? I live at Sanctuary and i happen to know the way home to Aura said with a smile. This was going to be easy, Aura made her way out here often when she wanted to hunt and not have the body discovered quickly. "either way best not to tempt fate, i don't know about you but my experience with police is poor" she said honestly though she chose not elaborate on poorly. No need to scare the girl more then she was she figured,
Aura waived for the other girl to follow, and quickly started down an alleyway, it was dark, but Aura cared little about that. "I have at Sanctuary a number of years now" she said thinking of the fond memories she had of the place. She wondered if this girl was new or if like many others Aura had just never met, her. Aura consider as well that she did often keep strange late hours, such at these. "their are few humans who would bother us with me arround" she said boasting a littile as she found the other woman, pretty.
"Oh." Allison blinked, finally relaxing that last subconscious bit as she became ever so slightly amused. "That's convenient. And, um, thank you for the help again." A bit presumptive to assume she'd show Allison home, maybe, but she had suggested it already, so probably not.
"My experience with police," was probably best left unmentioned now, "was mostly watching my parents tell them what to do." And her brain was too late to stop her tongue, lovely. She hated being tired. "That wasn't often, though." Hopefully the woman--Aura? That name seemed familiar, though not very--wouldn't question it, though Allison really couldn't think why she wouldn't.
And she'd forgotten which name to give, too. She needed to stop doing that. "You can call me Lily, actually. I've been using it more, recently. It's my middle name." Not her last name. It was too recognizable, and not a name she wanted. Nor one she was sure she really had anymore, anyway.
Allison followed Aura when she began walking, moving a bit faster than she really wanted to, but significantly slower than she could if she had to. "I've been there... a few months, I think. I haven't kept very exact track of it."
"They wouldn't?" Allison glanced over at Aura as she caught up, curious more than anything else, but very much that. That comment sounded like it had a world of story behind it.
It turns out that a Van full of Human's who very well would bother Allison while Aura was around where currently looking for some help augmenting official documents. They just so happened to come across the name of a woman with the exact talent they needed, an Ink manipulator.
A blank Van with windows nearly as dark as the paint, burned rubber down the road. flying by pedestrians and through red and green lights alike. The Vehicle Swerved onto the curb next to a pair of girls. The Vehicle nearly collided with the one in front as the breaks screeched. the Van's side door opened to release a group of Six men, all in black and wearing ski masks. A pair went to ensure that the other woman didn't get in the way while the other four closed around the girl they were after. she went by Lily. or so they'd been told.
A man barked out in a deep baritone commands in a harsh Russian accent. "Fast and Hard, she'll have plenty time to learn to like us later." get rid of the other one if she gives you trouble."
A large man that looked like he could readily fill in for any linebacker threw a solid punch into Allison's stomach another Pulled a large bag down offer her head and her torso. and still a third picked her up and got her into the Vehicle.
The pair 'Handling the other woman realized their mistake too late.
The rest of the smash and grab squad hoped into the Van and left three men to their fate.
"My reputation with police is colorful" she said with a shrug it was quite true her reputation was very colorful, but she decided against elaborating for now. "No i maybe guilty of a few crimes" she said vastly underestimating the truth of the situation. She thought Lilly was a pretty name and one she had not heard before, it still sounded a bit human for Aura's taste but that was fine.
WHat happened next was Much less then fine, A Van streaked infront of them and nearly hit Aura, Aura in fact already had her Aura sully out, and as the Van stopped an Aura hammed, would meet the hood of the van, with the force of a cinder block. It had been more scared reflex then purpose but now Humans were getting out of the van and a few even separated to take care of her. SHe took one glance at the bag going over Allison, then she growled, her eyes opening wide in fury.
Aura rushed the closer guard to her, he squeezed off a few gun shot's as Aura, arm from her shoulder to her wrists flowed to form a long sharp blade. Aura did not bother to look at the Mafia member she collided into the chest of with her shoulder blade, the lack of more resistance, and the scream of agony told her all she needed to know. Aura turned for the second guy as she Saw Allsion get Loaded into the Van, Aura, charged Her Aura flowing from her shoulder blade to her hand where it quickly began to form an Axe.
The second man looked scared and was about to break and run, when Aura's Axe, Sank to her fist into, the Man's chest, thrown off balance by the lodged weapon Aura tumbled to the ground as she deformed the blade, Aura would then swing the Axe, at the Van door hoping to prevent it from closing, so she could get at the rest of the men who thought they would get away with this. "I am aura She screamed enraged Swinging Her Other other hand, A second Aura Axe, lower, this one was aimed at window level.
Colorful. Colorful histories, especially with police, were never a good sign. Part of Allison's mind started trying to edge away, or at least look for an opportunity to disappear, but the rest argued. Colorful histories--well, she'd been attacked like this enough she'd have a pretty colorful history, too, if the history had just been recorded. And Aura had saved her; that was not the expected action of a serial killer, or anyone else with such a strong connotation to the word colorful. The paranoid part of Allison's mind was neatly gagged with duct tape, and left in a back corner to fade away.
About six fractions of a second after that was accomplished, Aura added that she was, in fact, guilty of crimes. ...Well. The paranoid part of Allison's mind reappeared, miraculously ungagged, before being kicked back to the back of her mind and left to shout dire predictions at the rest of her thoughts, which summarily ignored the warnings. The woman had saved her, for no apparent reason except good will. So maybe she'd gotten in fights--saving other people like Allison, perhaps--or ignored a stop sign, or whatever. There were an infinite number of crimes that could instantly give someone a criminal record without affecting how good they were in the slightest.
Allison's internal debate was interrupted as a black van screeched almost into Aura, and was near-simultaneously abused by an ethereal pink hammer. Allison was fairly certain she shouted something, but not focused on it enough to actually know what it was. And after that--
There were identically-dressed unidentifiable men, and gunshots, and a fist in her gut that reached her mind more as movement than pain; impact hit stumble back fall forward try not to fall stay upright body too slow to keep up with thoughts chasing themselves in circles, physics and psychology suddenly disassociated from her even though they were her. Something holding her so she couldn't move and couldn't see and it took a few seconds to realize the muffled scream was her, not some unknown other, and frustration mixed with surprise rather than the fear she thought she ought to feel but hadn't yet run into. More seconds, and her mind caught up with the fact that her feet weren't on the ground and something was holding and probably moving her and her as-forceful-as-it-could-be squirming wasn't having any effect whatsoever so instead she tried slamming her head into whatever was behind her, which mostly just made her dizzy.
Her mind wasn't working coherently enough to form anything like words, but had it been able to at the time (and, in fact, the instant it regained the ability) it would have been screaming increasingly painful and creatively impossible death threats at Murphy, irony, the unripe apple gods, and anything even vaguely possibly related to her situation or life as loudly as a mind can.
The third man that was faced with the pink lady of death watched as she turned her back on him to scream her name at the receding van quickly he laid down in the growing puddle of blood that his comrades were steadily making. Pretending to be dead was his only hope. He had a feeling he already was. He sucked in a deep breath and tried to remain still as possible.
The van door ripped away as the driver hit the gas like his life depended on it. It did. the van door slide free of the van it's self. the Vehicle speed away with a velocity not made for city streets. The black van made it threw one and then another stop light, but the third saw it meet oncoming traffic, the Van spun as a yellow cab plowed into the hood and the van continued on across the intersection up the curb, threw a news stand and into the side of a building.
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Boris bit his tongue and the string of curses in Russian come out as a jumbled mix of pain and anger. Losif clocked the top of the bag with a fist.The girl in the bag would need to stop attacking if she was going to survive. But no she have to learn the hard way.. The men looked out the open side of the van as they entered cross traffic. their eyes went wide.
The van flew to the right and Boris and Losif acted as airbags for the girl in the bag. up until the three of them were thrown forward by the third collision into the wall. ~~~ Nikolai and Vladimir were in the very back and had been wearing seat belts. Still determined that all wasn't lost they picked up where the others has left off, Vlad hefted the ink girl in the bag onto his shoulder and Nikolai picked a couple of guns off their semiconscious cohorts and proceeded to make way down the road.
Aura felt her aura Axe's bite deeply into the door, shaping them so they lodged she felt the van move forward at a pace, that mad either arms scream as Her aura yelled at her as well, it wouldn't take this abuse. Seconds later, The door came off the van as unknown to Aura she had cut through the main support for the door. Luckily she landed on top of the door and skidded a long the road, the door finally threw aura off of it, and she rolled forward. Her fingers went to her shoulder and marked the blood, it was not deep, but almost all her energy had been in her axes. She got up no longer so worried about stealth, in time to see the van strike the wall. "Oh if you thought i was pissed before"
Aura growled and ran down the road for the van, Her Aura was wrapped around her and vibrated with every step. Aura was fast but she kne wit would take her a few minutes to get to the van. SKidding to a stop, Aura decided a distraction might be needed for any police, quickly pulling out a Pipe bomb, aura checked it toward where the two men had been killed and third playing possum. Aura Started forward again and at the first intersection a man on a moped got in her way, Aura pushed him and the man veered off onto the sidewalk.
AT the second Intersection Aura took off a man's driver side mirror who almost ran her over, His protests lasted until Aura, jumped on his hood, and stomped an Aura spike through his window. , biting into the dashboard. Aura kept moving, happy the police avoided this area unless they had to come and well aware she might have passed that limit already.
She got the van and found only a few Russian's inside, not bothering to kill any of the Idiots Aura, slashed both rear tires as she got out of the van and looked around. Spotting the two Russians with a sack she was sure contained her strange friend. As Aura got closer she made no threats, she simply moved, forming an Aura Hammer, she would swing at the man holding the sack, Aiming at the back of his right knee if he had not turned around, or the front if he had either way it would come at him with the force that could shatter a cinder block