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.
Site adaptation by Sen, Lix, and Tempest. <3
Magnets, Ninja's and Bugs--OH MY! (Agnes, Rebecca)
At first Seyta thought the sound was from the fight outside, but immediately afterwards she noticed a breeze and the sounds from outside getting louder. Daring to open her eyes Seyta saw the windshield missing. The constant assault from the bugs finally broke the old beat-up glass.
This also sent the ants into a new frenzy. This time Seyta couldn't hold back a number of shivers. Several bites followed but...several more after that. She bit her tongue hard to force herself calm and the ants settled back down.
The queen let out another screech. Many of the bugs attacking the van joined the swarm fighting Rebecca. Seyta took advantage of the sudden drop in numbers and began to slowly brush the ants off her. Getting one arm clean she vigorously itched at the bites on it. If she lived through this she was going to use every medication the Pit had to offer when she got back.
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The momentary reprieve from the dark mass of insects was short lived, as Agnes chose to surround herself in her brood once more. The girl was all but untouchable, with her superior maneuverability and her insect shield.
Rebecca was barely able to react before the dark cloud she assumed was Agnes was overhead, dropping more insects on her. Rebecca thrashed, knowing she was once more susceptible to the swarm. Her instinct was to close her eye holes since they were prime targets.
Unfortunately, her instincts were just a moment too slow! Before the openings closed completely, Rebecca could feel it; a sting above her right eye. It was not deep, but it was undeniable. She was not sure what it was that stung her, be it a wasp or a scorpion or a spider, (which was not an insect, but Rebecca was unsure of how technically accurate Agnes's power was these days,) but she was stung.
As her eye-openings closed, crushing whatever did manage to sting Rebecca, she could not keep her cool as she had throughout the fight. She was stung, and if Agnes was playing for keeps, it was with something deadly. Rebecca jerked away from the cloud, (or at least she assumed she did, once again blind in her shell.) Placing her armored hands on her armored head, Rebecca screamed, in anger or in pain. The venom was spreading quickly, she was sure, as she was starting to feel her energy slipping away, her veins burning, and her thoughts racing.
There was little time left for Rebecca now. She was certain in less than minutes, whatever was injected into her would take its toll and end her life. It was a fitting death for her, and one she was prepared for when she arrived at the hive towers. Her goal was not to live; it was to end Agnes.
To right the wrong she could not fix years earlier.
To save the girl she could not fix the world for.
And now she had to do it before the searing pain in her body became too much to bear. Now that her fate was sealed, there was no reason not to run a sacrifice play while she still had it in her. "AH HATE YOU!"
The swarm was clearly surrounding her again, banging against her armor. Rebecca was losing her strength, so priorities had to be altered. First priority was to lose some weight under her control, which she accomplished by letting her column fall from the sky, crashing down into a hive tower, crumpling it.
The van was the crux of her plan. If there was one good deed left in her, Rebecca wanted it to be giving Seyta at least a marginal chance to escape alive, which she would not be doing if Rebecca died and the van plummeted to the ground. Rebecca focused much of her magnetic ability on lowering the van in as controlled a manner as she could manage.
Amidst the big collection of metal in her radar, Rebecca could still just barely pick out one piece of familiar metal in the van: the knife Rebecca spotted on Seyta originally. It was a gamble, but at least she could count on a gladiator's knife being sharp.
Rebecca released the metal around her face, immediately inviting intruders to crawl over her, bite her, and sting her-- it did not matter now. With her sight restored, albeit growing blurry, Rebecca could pick out Agnes's supple, honey-coated body within the swarm.
No longer needing defense, Rebecca unwrapped the armor from her body, tossing the husk at Agnes. She did not expect the shell to make contact, but that did not matter. Now free from the shell, Rebecca was now lifting her body solely with the bolts, rods and coils surgically implanted within her. The process was almost always painful, but the pain was barely noticeably compared to the toxin. The combined pain left Rebecca screaming like a vengeful banshee.
She launched herself at Agnes, her body quickly gaining markings and bloody tears and scratches, but the deed was done. She got close enough, wrapping her arms tightly around Agnes's shoulder and waist, clinging with all the physical strength she had left.
"Ah hate you for leaving me!" Tears tinted red with blood were streaming from Rebecca's eyes. "And Ah'm sorry..." Rebecca's voice grew weaker with her apology, and grew weaker still with the repeated, "Ah'm sorry."
Rebecca coughed.
And Rebecca's blood splattered on Agnes's chest.
As the knife Rebecca had summoned from Seyta's belt had arrived at maximum velocity and ran straight through Agnes, then Rebecca.
Rebecca's body grew cool between the immediate hemorrhaging and the many poisons coursing through her. The van left her magnetic possession just a few yards off the ground. She hoped it would be enough to save Seyta.
Now all she could do was cling to Agnes's frail frame and stare into sky blue eyes she once adored.
The queen of swarms, the deadliest creature in her realms, was slowly but surely winning this fight. She was a fierce fighter who, so far, had managed to protect her homelands from anyone who dared to creep into her world. This disgusting, persistent human race was like a cancer that she had managed to stave off in this paradise. But, for whatever reason, they never stopped coming. Always there was a new fight, a new meal for her children to have. This woman of metal was no different.
It only took the smallest of movements; the tiniest of flicks, and she knew that one of her children had managed to deliver the deadly blow. The poison filled stinger had found it’s mark somewhere on that weak, pink soft flesh and injected the deadly venom. She would die, slowly, whoever this invader was.
Casually Agnes hovered away, watching the woman as those eye holes covered up her most sensitive organs a fraction of a second too late. It would not be much longer before the woman died so there was no reason to dawdle. Slowly she began to drift away…until she heard the most ungodly screaming…
>> "AH HATE YOU!"[/color]
Agnes paused, blinked, and slowly turned to face the person who had invaded her realm. There was such fervor in the woman’s voice, such shaking anger, but why? Humans had such closed-minded ideals about justice and retaliation that Agnes looked at it as if it were beneath her. Humans were so concerned with their own honors that she didn’t understand why someone would sacrifice themselves for an ideal.
It was foolish to say the least.
The metal creaked and groaned and the queen could only shake her head as she narrowed her eyes at the beast.
“Who…are you? WHO ARE YOU!?” she screamed.
Metal then exploded. Agnes grit her teeth and attempted to retreat into the safety of her cloud of insects as suddenly the metal pillar fell, crushing one of the nearest hives, the van was pushed away, and finally the metal armor that covered the intruder began to peel off like the skin of a piece of fruit which was then bundled up and hurled straight at her. Easily, Agnes managed to maneuver around it but paused when she caught sight of the person left behind. Within…was a most surprising sight. She was so young! So beautiful…and yet so very angry. Agnes tilted her head as she felt something tickle in the back of her head, something that tinged with the familiar. But who was she? Why did she care?
Agnes felt something, like a puzzle piece, trying to snap back into place but it evaporated as it was filled with the warnings and chattering of her minions. Returning to reality, her eyes opened wide as suddenly the woman flew straight at her, catching her off guard and holding her tight.
>> "Ah hate you for leaving me! And Ah'm sorry... Ah'm sorry."[/color]
Agnes screeched and flailed as she felt herself suddenly bound and unable to beat her wings. The woman’s grip was strong and, judging from the pain, had managed to break one of her sensitive wings. Agnes growled and flailed, gnashing her teeth and glaring back at those mismatched eyes with hatred. Nails dug into whatever skin she could feel as she bit and hissed, trying to get the woman’s painful voice out of her head that rang with a sense of fam—
SLASH!![/b]
A gasp at the piercing filled her mouth. Wide, crystal blue eyes stared at her attacker as she felt something run her through from the back, straight through to her stomach. The pain shot throughout her body but with was tinged with such surprise that she didn’t know what to do. She would only stare at the redhead whom clung onto her so tightly as the pair plummeted down towards the tallest hive tower.
It was on her descent, as she stared at the flying read hair, the miscolored eyes, and the freckly face, that something began to creep through the dying fog of insect voices. Slowly she began to think clearly, think more like a human. Eyes roaming over those lips of her attackers and sudden, like another stabbing, she felt a flood of memories pour throughout her mind. Memories from long ago, a ghost of a voice that was so sweet, so familiar, so…loving...
>> "Ah dornt like girls. And Ah dornt like boys. Ah like you, Agnes. Ah like who ye are. It's nae because yoo're a girl jist as much as me nae feeling anything wi' Drew was coz he's a boy. Agnes... Ah want tae be wi' ye, whether yoo're a lass or a lad. Ah like ye fer being Agnes, an' that's all Ah need…Agnes... woulds ye be mine?" [/color]
>> "Yes...of course” [/color]
>> "Th' first song you played fer me...Ah could hear yer heart in th' notes. It was probably that first night… when Ah started loving ye."[/color]
>> "I…I…I love you, too,”[/color]
The top of the tower drew ever closer as the pair freefell, the wind whipping around their bodies, sending their hair clawing in all directions, mingling and caressing each strand. Two warm bodies, a familiar warmth that Agnes was slowly beginning to recall as each painful memory tore throughout her mind like an old wound opening up all over again. She could only watch the woman’s eyes with surprise and shock as more flooded through…
>> ""Ah love you sae much... an' Ah am not sure how we'll Ah'd handle losing you..."[/color]
>> “I won’t let that happen. I…I love you so much. We can’t think like that; we cannot allow ourselves to think about losing each other. If it were to happen, we’d survive, but…we won’t let it. Got me?”[/color]
>> "So...forever?"[/color]
>> "“…and ever, Becca...And even beyond that…”[/color]
Recognition flashed on her face. Agnes turned her eyes to the woman and almost smiled.
“Rebec—?“
SMASH!!!
Down the both crashed through her highest roof, of her tallest tower, and into Agnes the throne room…
Seyta knew something was up as the van started getting lower. She assumed that Rebecca was reaching her limit with the fight. At the same time, the ants and other bugs around her had dwindled in number significantly, though the buzz was still far too loud for Seyta to hear anything Rebecca and the Queen where saying.
As the van got closer to the ground Seyta took the chance to move toward the broken windshield. As seyta got a view of Rebecca shedding her armor and throwing herself at the queen she felt her knife tugged from its sheath. Seyta made a lunge for it as it flew out but missed. Seeing the two women embraced as the knife flew into them Seyta's eyes widened just as she looked down.
The van was still almost twenty feet from the ground. Seyta didn't have time to scream as the van, with her halfway out of the window free fell to the ground.
CRASH!
Seyta slammed into the hood and rolled to the ground unconscious.
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It was brief and not very loud, and very likely could have been her mind making a brief suggestion as it slipped into an even less lucid state, but just before the girls made contact with the ground, Rebecca could have sworn it really happened.
She would swear, in her last moments, that Agnes said her name.
SMASH!!!
The collision with the crumbling roof shattered it, dropping their bodies further until the landed with a painful thud in a large "room" of the hive tower."
Rebecca's time was, if nothing else, very short. She was poisoned, she was bleeding, and now she certainly had a handful of shattered bones after an uninterrupted descent. Whether they knew she was beyond hope or whether Agnes subconsciously called them off, the swarm was no longer crawling and flying all over her. She was left on the ground, broken and with Agnes's bare, broken form in her arms.
It was hard not to cling to her anger, but now she focused it less on Agnes and more on Sebastian and his Age. This future was a vision of the god, and it took Agnes from her and took away her humanity. Rebecca's ears certainly played a trick on her; the Hive Queen was all that remained of her former lover, and Rebecca chose to be an angel of mercy and death, freeing Agnes from her inescapable fate as a monster. Even the throne room was a reminder that the Queen had won, as Rebecca looked around to see--
It was a faint glimmer, and her eyes barely caught it as well as her magnetic sight. It was small and gold and there was no doubt to Rebecca what it was. She was wrong; there was something left in Agnes after all this time.
Rebecca's strength was receding, but she managed to inch her face closer to Agnes's. The pain was no longer a factor-- numbness had taken over, which would shortly give way to paralysis followed swiftly by death. It was probably merciful numbness, since Rebecca would gladly go without pain than feeling every scratch and burn and break and boil marring her body.
Maybe the last silver lining left was the knowledge that she would die with Agnes at her side. She did not have to know if it was the Hive Queen or not; in her dying moments, she would gladly believe Agnes returned for her.
Rebecca managed a weak kiss at Agnes's lips, the honey transferring to her lips. "Ah... missed you.
The sensations that followed the crash through the roof of her highest hive caused a lightning bolt of pain and agony to shoot throughout her entire body. She barely had time to register that pain before she felt the second obstacle to her fall…the floor of her throne room. It was the last crash landing that amplified the pain coursing throughout her body and made her black out.
Broken bones, torn muscles, lacerations, scraps, cuts, blood, there was little wonder that the young insect queen would survive much longer. The blackout was the last defense her body had to protect her from the overload of pain receptors that wanted to scream behind her eyes. There was safety in darkness, a peacefulness that Agnes had not felt for a very, very long time, a quite that void of the incessant chattering and screeching of the minions that had taken over her mind for so long.
Here, in the darkness, she managed to catch a fleeting glimmer of who she was. It was like greeting an old friend.
But, before she could fully encompass this old phantom from her past, there was another flash of pain that shot outward from what was left of her spin. The Hive queen gasped briefly as weak eyelids attempted to flutter open. At first everything was blurring and all she would see were the dust mote that floated across the ray of light and peered in through the hole in the roof of her throne room. But, as she attempted to lift her gaze, she settled in a beautiful sight.
Showered in gold, the illustrious angel of a redhead was on top of her. Agnes took a second, peering past the painful looking marks to her body. What she saw was a radiant creature, one that warmed her from the inside out, as if her appearance alone summoned that phantasm of her past that she had nearly forgotten.
Rebecca…Rebecca…! she tried to whisper. Sadly, the she could feel the struggle for breath prevent her from speaking out loud. Rebecca…I…I…
She paused though, feeling lips pressed against her own. Momentarily Agnes felt utter bliss peeking through the numbness that was taking place of the pain she once felt. For that second in time, the only thing that Agnes felt was a pair of lips brushing against her own…and she responded in kind.
I love you…I love you… she thought, trying to will her lips to move, her voice to crack just one tiny syllable. I remember you…
Feeling Rebecca growing weightless upon her, Agnes lifted her head as best she could, eyes clouding over as she tried to smile, tried to get just one last look at those mismatched eyes that she fell in love with so long ago.
“I-I…” she struggled. “…r-r-remem…”
Just one sentence! Just one word! She willed her body to survive just long enough to mutter, to complete her words one last time…
>> "Ah... missed you…Ah'm glad you..."[/color]
“…ber…you…”
Rebecca slumped against her, and Agnes, unable to hold her head let herself fall back against the gritty floor of her throne room. So long lost in the darkness, lost in the chattering of minions who all turned to her for survival in the wastelands, and only now, at the doors of the end is she able to find her way back.
A tear, single and crystal clear dotted the corner of her eye once she realized she could utter no more words. Slowly, gently, she raised her hand as best she could and curled her fingers into Rebecca’s long, red hair. A sigh of satisfaction graced her features as she smiled.
Seyta opened her eyes. The air was buzzing. She felt things crawling through the dirt under her. She remembered sneaking out of the Pit. Why was she lying on the ground?
Seyta sat staring at the wrecked van in front of her. She had been in that, and fell. She was with someone, and they attacked something. Her knife was stolen. Her head hurt, and the buzzing had stopped.
Seyta didn't know how long she had been sitting there but that was all she could piece together. "Ow..." The noise seemed strange in the silence since the buzz had ended. As she tried to piece things together from the large hole in her memory Seya managed to go over the few self assessment tips she knew from the pit.
There were cuts and bites all over her body, with a nasty row across her stomach. She guessed that was from the windshield of the van, there was blood there. Her left shoulder was in a lot of pain but it didn't feel broken, dislocated? It hurt to breath...
Seyta swore continuously as she re set her shoulder. All told she had a sprained knee, three broken ribs, her shoulder, a large row of cuts on her belly and numerous bug bites. But she was alive, and able to move. After a few minutes she had torn and retied most of her clothing to bandage the cuts and her ribs. It wasn't pretty, but it worked.
As she began to explore her surroundings different things floated in and out of her memory. Massive bug swarms, her knife getting stolen, walking with someone named Rebecca. The more she examined the massive towers around her the more things came back and fit into place. At first the memory of the bugs had her scared but this changed as she saw that the crunching under her feet wasn't dirt of glass. Ants, wasps, bees, spiders, scorpions, roaches, flies... all dead. They covered the ground. She leaned down to look at some and it was apparent that they had all killed each other. The mutant she remembered Rebecca fighting had controlled the bugs. Without her they didn't get along it seemed.
"My knife is up there..." Seyta glared up at the top of the towers. She didn't know which one it was. She picked the closest one and began exploring. The interior was amazing and disgusting at the same time. A mix of different materials that the bugs had used to build made it unique in a way. Honey dripped everywhere, not all of it smelled very good. As she explored Seyta found small groups of bugs that where still alive, trying to fix their specific nest area, and on one occasion killing the larva of another insect. The design of the tower was strange for a hive. There where large open spaces in some places and even hallways, but other places where pencil small tunnels that some of the larger bugs couldn't get through.. Several times she found herself at what seemed like a dead end but pressing on the softer walls made from bees wax or paper wasps opened up into other rooms.
All the towers seemed to be like this. Some strange alien pattern in their construction that only the Queen and the bugs could understand. On her seventh try she found the tower she was looking for. Rebecca and the queen where on the ground, embraced in a death hug. There was a throne like structure in the middle of the room as well as what seemed top be a balcony. One of Rebecca's pillars was jutting out from the rear wall.
Looking back to the two bodies she sighed. "Nothing personal... But that's my knife you stole. And you dragged me into this d***** mess." Seyta didn't have anything really against Rebecca but if she had known what the plan was Seyta would never have gone with her. Getting her knife back was difficult and took some time. Despite not knowing anything about them Seyta wasn't the most comfortable messing around with dead bodies. Though she was in no was respectful, just grossed out. What did bother her was that they both seemed to be smiling. Shivering at the thought of whatever passed between them Seyta turned and began to climb down.