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.
Posted by draikhein on Apr 20, 2007 4:44:40 GMT -6
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Draikhein made his way through New York's Central Park looking about the place. He was from such a small town that such a place was completely overwhelming to him. After having been training he decided to do some searching around. He was careful to hide his obvious Mutant genes by a long trench coat and pants that were a bit baggy. His wings were folded tightly to his back, but there was still a bit of a bulge. Draikhein smiled as he came to a large feild looking over the park. It was beautiful here..despite some of the graffiti that was around, but he could over look such things. He sat down upon the hill looking out his large Draconic tail could be seen when he sat it was hard to hide when he sat, but he did not care at the moment.
Posted by draikhein on Apr 21, 2007 13:18:31 GMT -6
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His eyes opened when he heard the coming and he saw the boot coming down on him, a roar emited his mouth as he quickly roared and got to his feet his trenchcoat shedding as he got up. He was now standing his large Draconic wings extended out, mostly in a sign of aggression and impressiveness, much like a cobra extending its hood. Draikhein moved towards the nearest clone a foot coming up planning to make contact with the closest man's stomach.
Posted by draikhein on Apr 22, 2007 10:43:35 GMT -6
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His Roar was growing louder as rage built up in him his stregnth coming up as he lifted the two men that hold of him throwing them into each other the one on his back his wings he could not lift off of his wings. But he did not mind, he could not fly anyways, not at the moment anyways. His wings acted much like an Aligator's mouth, when they are folded to his back the muscles are put in a way that he cannot open them with the simplest pressure. He Roared once more out of anger looking to the two men he had thrown into each other. His attention though was soon distracted by the men way-laying his side with punches Roaring to him he stepped back a bit at the punches attempting to block some, he was now facing the man throwing a punch or two when he could. One could see he was not fighting from skill, but out of instincts.
Posted by draikhein on Apr 26, 2007 13:16:42 GMT -6
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Roaring once more he Slashed at the one infront of him ripping flesh from the smell of it, he would not know how deep, but it would be enough for him to change targets. But there were too many of them for him. He slashed at another, and another his razor sharp claws cutting through what it touched..but not much. He was getting weary, he had not fought so hard in his life and his inexperience was showing. As Exhaustion kicked in he was becoming sluggish and very tired. Soon he was over run by the clones as he saw them falling to his knees breathing deeply and slowly trying to control his breath. He then fell forward as one of the clones kicked him in the head, falling to the side unconcious. Breathing deep still his whole body limp and bruised.