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.
The police had driven Little Timmy Two-Nose and his two noses back to the mansion. The boy had been caught by the police doing hood-rat things with his friends. They knocked at the door to the mansion and knocked. Timmy had heard the police insisting that they were going to raid his room to look for illicit items when they were let in. The boy had nothing to hide but knew his rights.
"I want my attorney. The Texas Law Hawk."
The officers, fine members of MRC, looked surprised. They looked even more surprised when there was the cry of a hawk and out of a fiery explosion a man in a brilliant suit came running toward them. In the near distance he could be heard yelling, "It's hot out here!"
When he stopped at the front door he said, "I'll take the kid from here!"
"We want to just have a look around his room and the mansion. A security check. Make sure evetyhing's okay." One of the MRC officers stated.
"You're gonna need a warrant for that!" The Texas Law Hawk retorted and pointed at the man, the cry of a hawk filling the air.
"Well we'll wait for someone who lives here to talk to." The officer said with a smile so slimy and dirty it made the Exxon-Valdez look like someone knocked a pot over.
"We do not consent to a search! And without exigent circumstances you'll need a warrant! This search is not tangential to an arrest!" The Texas Law Hawk held his ground. He would defend this great school until someone in charge joined him to man the trenches.
The cry of a hawk filled the air as the Texas Law Hawk set a document onto a counter. He was at the largest zoo in China to serve pandas with a lawsuit. They were too cute and it was affecting the Freedom of other bears. Kodiaks were not enjoying the same Freedom as pandas because they were not a cute. This lawsuit, a first of its kind would take pandas to task for their unjust capitalization of all bear cuteness.
The clerk at the zoo read the document and protested, "You cannot sue bears. They are not humans."
"No one is outside of the reach of Justice! I'll see them in Bear Court!" The Texas Law Hawk announced. He pointed at the document and the screech of a hawk filled the air. "Their bamboo eating free-ride is over!"
The researchers slowed their snowmobiles to a stop and pulled over to the side of the glacier. A pair of emperor penguins slid up on their bellies, making siren noises. When they slowed to a stop they jumped to their feet and began squawking to the researchers. The researchers were unsure of what was going on until one noticed the penguins had badges indicating they were "Ice Cops."
"I don't know what's happening." Said the first researcher.
"Don't worry," Said the second as he pulled out his satellite phone and called The Texas Law Hawk.
Immediately there was an explosion and out of it came The Texas Law Hawk riding a polar bear wielding flagpole with a Texas Flag atop it.
"Someone just called me!" He yelled as the bear slowed to a stop and the Texas Law Hawk dismounted.
The men pointed to the penguins and the penguins squawked. The men clearly had no idea what was happening. "I speak penguin!" the Texas Law Hawk announced before squawking at the penguins. After a brief exchange the Texas Law Hawk turned to the researchers and announced, "They say you violated Bird Law! It isn't governed by reason! But the stop was unjust! Do not consent to a search but don't try to stop them!>"
Character's full name: Maximilian Bartholomew Constantine Wolfeschlegelsteinhausenbergerdorff IV Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: The Texas Law Hawk Gender: Man Age: Mid thirties Date of Birth: March 18th Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: Nacogdoches, Texas Nationality: American Ethnicity/ Cultural Heritage: Texan
Appearance
Hair color and style: Short and blond. Skin Tone: Fair, like how he wants the courts to be. Eye Color: As keen as a hawk’s. Able to spot injustice from far away. Height: 6’4” Build: Fit. He fights for justice! Visible mutation: Sounds of hawks. Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: A tattoo of a hawk guarding the scales of Justice across his back. The hawk holds a flag in each talon one of a Texas flag the other of an American flag. Other features: Hawkish face.
Everyday clothing style: A sharp suit bound to leave anyone sweaty in the Texas heat Uniform: A sharper suit with hawk cufflinks. Sleepwear: Four piece silk suit pajamas Miscellaneous clothing: American flag or Texas flag aviator glasses. Driving gloves, the talons of Justice!
Character
Personality: Large and in charge. Loud and commanding with an appetite for Justice! Hobbies/ Interests: Justice! Job or part time job and description: Full time lawyer, part time lover of Justice. Fears/ phobias/ concerns: That someone will submit to a breathalyzer! Special talents: Due process and do wheelies! Protecting people's rights and ensuring Justice! Motorbiking for Freedom!
Morality
Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: Lawful America.
Mutations
Mutation description: Appearing alongside an explosion immediately after someone calls you as the air is filled with the call of a hawk. Hawk call also accompanies most other actions. Strengths: Sudden appearance disorients those who seek to violate Justice! Hawk call strikes fear into those who would do harm. Weaknesses and Limitations: The vacuum of space. In space no one can hear a hawk.
Physical Abilities
General Physical Capabilities: Able to walk after jumping from a moving vehicle, can kool-aid man through walls to announce himself. Fighting Style: Talons of Justice! Fighting Style Pros/Cons: Unbeatable!
History Of Your Character
Roleplay What’s your OOC alias?: Fuegogrande Where did you learn about this site?: A voice cried out in the darkness that there was a place without Justice. Do you have any other characters on MRO, if so who: The best ones! Sample RP:
The air was cold that night as a man walked home from a St. Patrick’s day party with some friends. They stopped as the flashing of red and blue came from behind him. The sound of footfalls announced the approach of a member of New York’s finest. One man did not fear, while he had been drinking, he knew his rights.
“Evening officer.” The man said as he turned around. The other’s all turned with him
“Had a good St. Patty’s day did you? Have a few drinks? This is a no refusal weekend I’m gonna need you to blow!”[/color] The officer said as he produced The Intoxifinder 9000. “You’re first leprechaun!” The officer said as he pointed to the shortest of a the group, a Warwick Davis impersonator dressed in green.
The man compiled and The Intoxifinder 9000 gave a ding as and flashed blue. It then announced loudly, “Drunk alert. Drunk alert!” The officer then cuffed the small man.
“This is 100 percent accurate.” The officer announced as he directed the man to sit down and turned to his next target. “You’re next!”
The man who knew his rights stood proud and said, “I refuse to blow.”
The officer laughed and spit back, “It’s a no refusal license, you’re going to lose your license!.”
The man smiled back and proclaimed, “I know the Texas Law Hawk!”
Suddenly there was an explosion and a motorcycle came flying over the cop car like it had just done a sweet jump. The cry of a hawk filled the air, like an angelic bird announcing the coming of a legal savior.
The motorcycle landed and stopped. Maximilian rose and yelled, “Someone just called me!” The spectacle left the officer reeling and he dropped The Intoxifinder 9000 and it broke on the ground. It broke into a few pieces revealing it was in no way a device intended to accurately gauge intoxication. “That’s why you don’t blow!” he yelled pointing at the device on the ground, the cry of a hawk filling the air as he pointed.
“Well then I’ll just take their blood.” The officer said finally finding his wits.
“You’re gunna need a warrant for that!” Maximilian shot back.
“Who do you think you are?” The officer asked.
“Maximilian Bartholomew Constantine Wolfeschlegelsteinhausenbergerdorff the Fourth. The Texas Law Hawk!” He answered with the confidence of a bear eyeing a salmon who had just jumped from the river.
He flashed the talons of Justice and the officer retreated to his car. He had been bested. He was just a man who was from West Philadelphia, born and Raised. The playground was where he spent most of his days. Chillin’ out, maxin’, and relaxin all cool. Shootin’ some b-ball outside of the school. When a couple of guys who were up to no good started makin’ trouble in his neighborhood. He got in one little fight and his mom got scared and said “You’re movin’ with you auntie and uncle in Bel-Air.
