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 Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
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.
*tricity saw a huge piece of metal coming toward her left which she didnt recognize as anything. she instinctively ducked, rolling to the side. when she looked up, tricity noticed a sentinel behind her which was struck by the flying metal debris. tricity turned her head in the direction of where the piece of metal came from and saw orion running toward her. suddenly, a red glow emitted th immediate are and tricity saw the sentinel ready to fire. she jumped out of the way as a beam hit the ground.* CHRIST!! *she conjured her energy in her hand and a huge blue ball formed. she shot the ball forward and the sentinel was sent backward, hitting the ground hard, sliding back several feet. when it stood up again, it erratically moved in strange ways since the electricity in the ball had malfunctioned some of its commands.*
*standing up right, he grasped his side, more injuries he was sure but he wasnt done yet......watching the robot tweak, he slowly walked twords it limping, and breathing heavily he lifted his hand and conjured a ball of lighting, it sparked and shined in his hand.......he shot a bolt of it at the sentinal and it smashed into his right shoulder sending it to the ground.....the powers were getting the better of him....he dropped to a knee as he was not use to the constant use of his powers....he finally gatherd his strength to stand up and with his final bit of energy he pointed at the sentinal and fell face forward into the ground*
*tricity watched as he fell forward. orion immediately went over to lift him up and put chaos over his shoulder. she shot a look of anger at orion and then turned to see S.W.A.T. crowding the area. her anger was becoming so great, tricity's body started emitting the blue glow from the energy she was holding inside. it was a light blue ora around her entire body. orion rolled his eyes at her, paying attention to the now many dozen police officers surrounding them.* now what... *there was a crashing sound behind them and the sentinel tricity and chaos had shot with electric bolts was now standing again. it staggered to and fro, attacking everyone around it instead of just the three mutants it was programmed to attack. everyone scattered in different directions trying to avoid the attacks. tricity, orion, and chaos used this chance to escape from the park.*
*standing in the place where he first got attacked by the sentinals, where orion and tricity had came to help him....he looked around, he was hoping he'd see some trace of orion.....he hadnt been there long when a sentinal swooped in and started to hinder his process...* "You should be thankful ur only a stupid machine, otherwise this would hurt you more then it should" *the sentinals eyes glowed red......a shot rang out from it.....chaos dodged it switfly...* "I hope you can do better then that....otherwise this isnt going to be long"
*He swiftly charged at the sentinal dogding left and right, avoiding everything the sentinal was throwing......this time it was gonna be different he thought, he had trained and he was gonna do what he couldnt do last time........in a matter of moments it was over*
*he looked back over his shoulder at the pile of metal that was once a sentinal, he was more confident in himself then he was before......he could feel a slight pain in his arm* "hmmmm i guess i shouldnt be so careless, wasnt nearly as fast as i thought" * With that he headed out, still trying to find orion*
Posted by fadedexpectation on Oct 26, 2005 21:13:56 GMT -6
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Not yet satisfied Ire made his way through Central Park. The wind blew lightly just barely ruffling the leaves on the trees. It was a glorious night and it could not be wasted. Ire's hood was once again drawn and his swords were in their respected places. In the distance Ire could see a figure of what seemed to be a woman. He hadn’t tasted feminine blood since coming to this time, this could be nice. Ire sank into his shadowed state and waited directly in the woman’s path.
As she gained some ground she stopped and looked around as if she knew something was amiss. Being cautious Ire made his way toward a near by tree but as he did so her eyes followed him. At this time he felt a shift in the energies about, this was no mere woman. The air around became dense and the trees froze in place. The woman began to walk toward Ire’s location at a moderate speed. Suddenly she stopped a few strides away.
“I can see you mutant no need to hide,” came the woman’s raspy voice. Ire emerged from the shadows and flipped down his hood. “Intending to ambush me were we?” She inquired. “Who’s to say that I still wont?” Ire retorted. The woman cackled wickedly, “Big talk for such a small fish, you are nothing here.” Ire’s rage increased with every moment in this persons presents and he needed to feed his fury. He went to grab his blades but was stopped midway to the hilts. “No, no, no, not just yet my pet. I, Lady Mystic, have other plans for you.” Still trying for the swords Ire spoke out, “Plans, what could you possibly have planned?”
She again let out a wicked cackle, “The better question is what couldn’t I have planned. From this moment on you are mine.” With a flick of her hand Ire fell to his knees and peered up at this ‘Lady Mystic’ from the grass. “What sorcery is this? There must be a way to break these bonds.” Lady Mystic circled him for a minute and stopped behind his back. The next thing Ire knew was the pain of a high heeled spiked boot being shoved into his spine. Ire let out a scream of agony that echoed throughout the night.
“Hm, good I like my pets loud. You will look upon me as your mistress, you do as I say whether you choose to or not.” She made her way back around to the front of Ire and she dropped the long coat she was wearing to reveal a blood red leather shirt with silver buckles down the center, tight black leather pants and those damned black leather spiked boots. “Now lets hear you scream again shall we?” She brought her boot up for another strike this time for the face.
The kick connected squarely on Ire’s face, blood soaked his black face mask. But this time he did not scream and Lady Mystic seemed displeased. “What no cries of pain? What a disappointment, perhaps another strike then?” Through his bloodied mouth Ire was able to utter, “Strike me as much as you like but when I get the chance you will find a blade in your back.” This statement did not sit well with Lady Mystic she struck him in the chest with her boot without warning. Ire winched in pain but again did not even moan.
“Damn you dog whine!” She struck him again in the chest. The binding power was slowly wearing off as she was enraged, Ire knew this and if he could survive long enough he would be free. “Is that really all you’ve got, I’d expect more from a beastly lady such as yourself.” Thrice she kicked him in the chest but without her knowledge the bond was now broken. Ire’s breath now was shallow and far between. But his chance was coming. “Such a fool you are to displease your mistress, this one will surly make you cry out!” She brought her foot up for a strike to the face but in mid kick Ire intercepted the attack.
He flipped her to the ground and jumped to his feet, though very painful it was his only way. As she lay face first in the green he drew his swords. Pouncing on the downed woman he planted his blades deep within her left and right calves. She let out a shrill scream that shook the trees surrounding the two. Leaving one blade in her left leg he retrieved the other and kneeled on her back. The blade lingered just above Lady Mystics neck. “Now be a good pet and scream for me.” was all she heard before the blade came down and ended her life.
Ire retrieved his other blade and sheathed it after the first. He was badly wounded and didn’t know if he could make it back to the pond. Ire staggered and shook as he made his way to the gates of central park where he entered. Blood was still flowing freely from his chest, back and face. His eyes fluctuated and then the world became dark, he hit the ground just before the gate.
Posted by fadedexpectation on Oct 27, 2005 13:06:19 GMT -6
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Ire’s eyes snapped open with the daylight. He lay face down on the grounds of Central Park. It was amazing that no one had moved him, he figured someone would have at least robbed him but his items were still intact. He worked his way to his feet and caressed his damaged face. The blood had stopped now but he still hurt all over. He needed to get back to the pond and rest a bit more. At least he had fed his hunger last night by killing the two men and then Lady Mystic.
Posted by fadedexpectation on Oct 28, 2005 21:24:08 GMT -6
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Ire and Orion found themselves in Central Park, although Ire had no idea that’s where they were. A couple sat on a bench a bit in the distance, Ire stopped and turned back to Orion.
"There they are, she must be being held there somehow. Are you ready?"
Grabbing Ires arm he dragged him over to a bush to hide and wait. "Wouldnt you rather suprise them Ire?" he asked still trying to figure out what triggered the whole thing.