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.
Posted by Silver Streak on May 15, 2011 9:02:49 GMT -6
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It’d been a while since he’d done this. In fact the last time he’d done this it wasn’t even for him. He couldn’t even remember when the last time he’d actually trained in the Danger Room was. Streak had missed this place. After that ordeal with Lori he still didn’t have his powers back. It was getting ridiculous. After all, how could the Head of Security not have their powers? He looked at himself as not only an X-men charged with defending the innocent and getting mutant equality, but he also thought of himself as the first, well technically second, line of defense between the students and people that didn’t like their kind.
Streak took the long walk down to the Danger Room. It was quieter than he remembered, but it was something that would usually change as soon as he was involved in using the contraption. He really hoped that there wouldn’t be to many interruptions. However, he did welcome the interruption of a fellow X-men friend. Even if he didn’t have his powers he still needed to keep his skills honed for anything that might happen. Streak still considered himself a key part of the team, if not a little bit of a liability without his powers, but still vital nevertheless.
The doors opened for him and he entered the Danger Room’s nondescript metallic room. Streak remembered the last time that he had used this place. He was giving trials to some X-men candidates. He’d come up with some clever ideas and the candidates responses intrigued him. He missed a lot of the old members; they’d all disappeared and seemed to have moved on with their lives. Maybe they didn’t feel the same pull that he felt to stay here. Or maybe they found a better opportunity to live their lives than at the mansion.
Streak walked up to the God room and set up his first work out. It was a simple setting. A forest blossomed and grew to unbelievable heights, and animals started to fly around. Most people would have believed that they were actually in the rain forest. The silvermancer left the room and headed into the forest. It was peaceful to walk around in. he enjoyed looking at the plants that were there and the animals that would let you get closer to them than they really would in the wild, before they scurried away. The peacefulness wouldn’t last forever, and he knew it. Mainly because he’d written the program, but also because that’s just how things seemed to go.
It didn’t take long either, pretty soon he saw what he’d put in the program. A mutant seeking orb. All the safety features were on so he was sure that he wasn’t going to get hurt, the worst he might get would be a shock. Streak ran and hid behind a tree as the thing flew over him and away from where he was. Well that was easy. he thought as he waited to make sure the coast was clear.
Posted by Silver Streak on Feb 8, 2011 11:44:47 GMT -6
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Streak wasn't surprised at what the little girl was saying. It didn't really matter whether or not it was an accident or not. He did however feel inclined to believe the little girl. He wouldn't have put it past the older lady to actually do something like that. After all she was carrying a gun. Shawn seemed to ignore the girl's pleas for being on her side. He'd already made up his ind and since he didn't have his powers right now he was in no hurry to get into a fight with someone. Whether they had powers or not and whether they had a gun or not.
The sudden close proximity of the older girl didn't phase him. It was an odd tactic for someone that was trying to get away without any problems or without a fight. Although it must have been the first time he'd ever been kissed by the person he was confronting. Most of them were more interested in running away. But no matter he didn't care as long as she didn't pull the gun again. It wouldn't have been smart on her part as the police were probably already there and searching the zoo for the people responsible for the disaster. It seemed that Streak had convinced her that she should leave. She seemed to take her cue after that and left just him and the little girl.
Once she was gone he turned to the little girl and said, "It doesn't matter what happened but you probably shouldn't stick around here. Come on let's get you out of this place." Streak motioned to the exit and slowly started to walk that way. It didn't matter that the police were probably there; he could get her through them but if she tried to stay she'd have to deal with the police by herself and he doubted if they would believe her.
Posted by Silver Streak on Feb 1, 2011 8:40:30 GMT -6
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Apparently the little girl decided he’d do better as a shield from bullets than as a tissue. She ducked behind him and whispered to him. Both seemed to have their own side of the story; however, neither seemed to be telling him the whole truth. ”As much as I’d like to believe that…I think it’d be better if you weren’t so trigger happy.”
In his experience people who really were being noble and protecting bystanders didn’t pull out a gun and let a round out. ”You do know there’s way easier ways to keep attention than shooting at someone right?” Streak said a little rhetorically. He did have to admit… the woman with the gun did give it a good try at being innocent; however, he wasn’t about to leave her or the little girl alone to disappear. From what he saw he didn’t see many bystanders. ”It’d probably surprise you at how versed the cops are at caging animals around here.” Obviously, the gun lady hadn’t been here very long. ”Tell you what I’ll do. I’ll let you just leave and won’t even mention to the police that you or your gun was here.” Streak said offering her the deal. He got the strange feeling that she didn’t have a permit for the weapon either.
Posted by Silver Streak on Jan 26, 2011 11:00:44 GMT -6
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Surprisingly enough the little girl seemed to think that his shirt would make a good tissue. He hadn’t been planned for being used as a tissue; but then again he hadn’t been planning on meeting all this commotion. They both seemed to be pointing the finger at each other for causing this. ”Whether the girl did this is irrelevant.” Streak spoke to the other with the gun. Fortunately, this person seemed to be sensible, unlike some of the others that he’d run into in the past. Maybe he could walk out of this and without another shot being fired.
”Apparently she can’t control it very well yet. Why don’t you cut her some slack? There’s no reason to shoot someone just because they don’t have the understanding that we have of our powers.” Streak said very diplomatically. He would have rolled his eyes at his own comment if he didn’t think that this woman might take offense to that. When did I become such a politically correct speaker? he thought. He didn’t used to be. Maybe it was his knowledge of these kinds of situations that made him more like this. Don’t get him wrong… he’d still be in for a fight, however, he just didn’t think that there needed to be a shooting at the zoo to go along with all the escaped animals.
Posted by Silver Streak on Jan 24, 2011 11:01:08 GMT -6
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Streak had been intent on spending a nice quiet day at Central Park. His meditations hadn’t been working. He still wasn’t getting his powers back. After all he had been working on them, spending pretty much day and night training trying to force his powers back into action. Finally he moved on to central park figuring that some peace would help him refocus his mind for before getting back into practicing. The calm day really seemed to clear his head. Even out here he could practice using his powers. He seriously doubted that something this simple would work. Either way he enjoyed looking at the water and listening to the animals be themselves.
All this was short lived however when someone, or something cause a giant ruckus. People were screaming and running this way and that. Animals that shouldn’t be loose were running rampant discovering their newly found domains. Suddenly the peace wasn’t so peaceful. Streak got up and, like was his habit, he ran into the chaos. He ran towards the area where the people were running from. A couple of monkeys dashed passed him as he headed towards the zoo. The police sirens were getting louder by the second and he knew that he’d be running into some cops soon. Of course they’d all try to keep him back so he had to get there before they did.
Luckily he made it before the police and started to look for the cause of all the commotion. However, this was pretty foolish considering he couldn’t do much against mutants that could use their powers. The silvermancer snuck around until he found the area where the ruckus had started. Apparently a woman was threatening a little girl with a gun. This isn’t good. Streak thought. It didn’t matter how many times he had been in fights he couldn’t help but be astounded at how easily mutants seemed to head in the direction of lawlessness and degradation. It was no wonder people didn’t like mutants; stuff like this happened. If the news got a hold of this they’d have a field day.
"I will say you were very lucky to get that power though. It will be very useful once you actually learn to use it properly." "As to why your power didn't have an effect on me? That's simple. I'm invulnerable. Mind you pepper spray still stings like mad."
Shawn had heard enough. He stood up and cleared his throat, getting the attention of both the girl and the older lady. His plan… well he didn’t have one. Yet.
(OOC: come one how often do you get to use the word ruckus.)
Posted by Silver Streak on Jan 20, 2011 8:18:19 GMT -6
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Streak smiled along with him. It’s always funny to think that most mutants think that they’re alone with their powers. The truth was that it was only probability and time when they would eventually meet someone with either the same or similar powers as them. There were definitely different kinds of water manipulation and their styles all varied. If he wanted to get technical, Ghost could be considered a water manipulator because after all, all air is is water in a gaseous state isn’t it?
The silver mutant had been lucky enough to not run into someone with his own powers. The closest he’d come to that was Jewel. Speaking of which, he needed to pay her a visit as soon as he was all settled in. ”I suppose your right. But most mutants that are ready to do violence won't be talked down from that agenda very easily.” Streak shook the Jorge’s hand one more time and said, ”It was nice meeting you. Maybe we’ll see each other fighting crime.”
Honestly, the silvermancer didn’t think that he’d be crime fighting anytime soon. He still had a huge amount of work to do with his powers still being out of commission and he seriously doubted if there wouldn’t be a mountain of paperwork on his desk that would keep him busy for the next month and a half. Streak walked a little past Jorge with a smile and unlocked his office.
Posted by Silver Streak on Jan 19, 2011 12:43:17 GMT -6
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Talks seemed to turn towards business instead of anything that would have made the two uncomfortable or led to awkward conversation. He didn't ask for what powers he had but the guy offered them up voluntarily. Perhaps he was hoping that this would put Streak's mind at ease about the fact that he was a mutant.
"Ah, water manipulator. We've had a few of them come and go through the mansion. They weren't always here for the same reason you're here for though." Streak said with a smile.
The last water manipulator that he knew just kind of left without any warning. He was disappointed she left. She'd been another good friend of his and she was also making some great progress towards becoming a crime fighter.
Streak nodded his head in agreement. He knew that it would always take some time for people to get adjusted to the changes that were taking place throughout the government. "Ya I know what you mean. No matter how hard we try we;re always going to have some mutants who give us the bad rap and we'll always have the humans that keep the prejudice going for quite some time. We just have to grit out teeth and work through it." the silvermancer said.
He doubted he was getting a little preachy; in fact he felt a little like he was preaching to the choir. Again Streak nodded. He was glad to know that this guy took the issue seriously, and so did everyone else in his division.
Posted by Silver Streak on Jan 17, 2011 12:27:43 GMT -6
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Jorge seemed to take an even less threatening tone when Streak told him who he was. Although the little smirk he gave told Streak that he'd probably paused just a little too long before giving his name. Then the man answered his question with one word that seemed to sum it all up. Girlfriend. That always seemed to be a big reason why adults would show up here. They were in a relationship with someone living at the mansion.
"I haven't met any new councilors yet, 'cause as you can tell I just got back. But if she's anything like the last councilor that we had here she'll do a great job." Streak remembered that Raina used to be the schools councilor. She didn't just specialize in working with the kids, many of the adults went to her for advice too. Shawn himself had been known to get advice from her all the time. He considered her more like a sister and he was sad when she left suddenly.
So the school had gone without a councilor for quite some time and that was probably why he'd been a little more anxious than most. Without someone to talk to there seemed to be a lot more drama that always needed fixing around here. Hopefully this Gemma Taylor person could alleviate some of that drama.
Streak took the mans badge and examined it. It was definitely authentic. He'd had enough run ins with the law to know the difference between a real badge and a fake badge. "It's always good to know that your not here on official business." Streak said handing the Jorge his badge back. "So I'm guessing your a mutant because I wouldn't count the chief an idiot enough to assign a human to that division. Although I'd be surprised to see a non mutant here if they weren't on official business."
Shawn hoped he hadn't offended Jorge with his comment but he'd worked with enough cops to know that most cops didn't like to work with mutants; even when they were forced to. He went through the academy a while ago and most of it seemed to not like the fact that the city was taking a turn in this direction. "So tell me... have the cops warmed up to mutants a bit more now, because last time I worked with them they weren't that friendly with me. Or any of the known mutants that live in the mansion and fight crime."
Even though his record with the police wasn't pristine he still didn't appreciate their attitudes. Although he had to admit that this guys was far better than any other policemen he'd run across.
Posted by Silver Streak on Jan 16, 2011 7:50:22 GMT -6
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Streak took another step inside towards the man that was approaching him. His thoughts of this being a new employee that Sam had hired while he was gone suddenly disappeared when the man, named Jorge, said that he didn't work here. Streak just smiled and shook the mans hand.
"Hi. I'm..." Streak paused for a second because since he'd been home he had been getting called everything that his parents normally called him to get his attention. However, most people probably wouldn't know him as that name so he quickly decided that he should continue using the name that he was more familiar by. "...Silver Streak. But everyone calls me Streak." Shawn hoped that he hadn't paused so long that this guy thought he'd forgotten his name. That'd just be embarrassing.
But the silvermancer continued to speak. "Actually... I work here. I've just been gone for a while. I'm the Head of Security for the mansion. I've just got back from taking care of some family issues." Streak said. He didn't figure that there was any reason for him to go into more detail than that; especially with someone that he'd just met. "If you don't mind me asking... If you don't work here then why are you here?" Apparently his paranoia came back to him quickly now that he was back. He seemed pretty comfortable here like he visited this place often so he figured that he must've had some business here.
The man was older than he was so it would've been a bit odd for this guy to be here without a job. Most people that were around Streak's age or older already had a job or were in the process of looking for one. When he'd left he wasn't aware that there were any openings avaliable at the mansion. But then again he'd been gone a while so lots of things had probably changed.
Posted by Silver Streak on Jan 10, 2011 10:16:36 GMT -6
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I'm making a comeback but I need some help. My thread to the mansion is here. Or if you have any ideas that you want to RP with Streak then let me know.
Posted by Silver Streak on Jan 8, 2011 13:43:08 GMT -6
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It was good to be back. He'd been gone for way to long. He'd missed his friends way to much and he was afraid that there would be so many new students now that he wouldn't ever be able to catch up with knowin their names. His yellow camaro roared down the deserted street. He'd been always enjoyed the fact that he could drive really fast on this lone road towards the mansion. He'd spent way to much time at home. It was needed time though.
Streak had had a family emergency and he'd needed to leave suddenly. Getting away from the mansion had also helped him straighten himself out. Luckily he'd gotten the message shortly after he'd gotten out of the cells. Streak still didn't know where exactly it was that he was held and for the time being he really didn't care that much. He'd find out one of these days. What was more important was getting back to where he belonged... the mansion.
The silver eyed mutant had only just recently started to get some of his powers back. He still wasn't back to where he was a while ago but a little was better than nothing. Streak slowed as he approached the ever familiar gates that protected so many young kids from the dangers of the world. Sure it kept them in a bit of nievity but it was something that was necessary at least for a while to make sure that they understood how to cope with certain pressures of life. As the gate loomed ever closer his anticipation of what waited just on the other side grew.
Streak passed through the gate without a problem. Apparently they hadn't changed the code since he'd been gone. The young silvermancer parked his car in the garage and exited. He walked ot the front door just because he could and he wanted to see who all was going to be there. In fact Streak half expected to be met by someone before he even got to the door. When Streak opened the door he took a deep breath of all the familiar smells and saw someone at the end of the hall that he couldn't quite make out.
Posted by Silver Streak on Oct 13, 2010 11:34:47 GMT -6
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Well I finally got some time to post this. My karate has kept me very busy this past week or so and doesn't really show any signs of slowing until some time in November. Right now I'm taking some crazy hard collar tests that'll last all week. Then next week I'm leaving for a national tournament in Orlando.
So the short version is I'll prolly be out until November. This affects Streak and Teddy.
Hopefully I'll still be able to get on and post or char every now and then but no promises.
