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.
>>“I have already done this in one way already. But true Freedom. Comes with seeing things from more angles. A song bird might never know it was caged until it experienced the freedom of the sky. Come see the city with me wander the streets for a night, without any servant except myself, experience the world as it. Beyond curtains of fine silk and manicured manners. Live as the mortals do for a night; let your proverbial hair down. Experience it, for yourself.”
Even the kiss could not distract the Goddess from the offer she was hearing. Looking down at Kamadeva, she looked for signs that he was just fooling her. She could not find any, and she was deeply disturbed by that fact.
"You want me to go... out there?" 'out there' being the rest of the world "Alone?... How do we know people will not try to harm us? Anyone who looks at us can tell we are divine, but people in this country treat everything they don't know with suspicion. Do you think it is safe to walk out there alone?..."
She did not like the idea one bit. Why would Kamadeva even suggest that?
Posted by Mahadevi on Jul 22, 2012 22:37:36 GMT -6
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>>"Satisfied isn't apt to how you have made me. Complete or fulfilled perhaps would better serve."
He earned a smile with that. She almost felt like a girl inside again, and she had the distant feeling she should scold herself for that, but she didn't. Complete did sound like the right word, even in English.
>>"And you, have I fulfilled you and delivered what I promised?"
He was as comfortable with her as one deity can be with another. She wondered if it was the same for humans. One hand holding the glass, another came up to touch his cheek.
"You have showed me more desire than you promised." she nodded "And divine love. So now, Kamadeva, how do you propose to set me free?"
Even gods have been known to play games sometimes.
Posted by Mahadevi on Jul 22, 2012 22:14:48 GMT -6
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The Goddess was asleep, resting after a long day's work among silk sheets and pillows. She had gone to bed early for she had to be awake for the morning worship, and the movie wirk that came after. The building was as quiet as she wished; there were people guarding it all around; the Goddess slept the sound sleep of the divine. The bedroom was dark. No one noticed the power going out in here. There were a few scented candles flickering on a table, away from curtains and other flammable things. When asleep, the Goddess looked surprisingly human.
Posted by Mahadevi on Jul 22, 2012 22:10:46 GMT -6
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>>"Well, no offense to you holy beings, but I think I'm fine sticking with my silly little mortal love. And you are finally... free to... get up."
Even the Goddess caught the tone of his voice this time.
"I did not mean to offend you" she said more gently, getting up and stretching her arms "Love is a wonderful, wonderful thing, a gift from the gods. Marriage, however, comes from man, and it shall be different in every corner of the world. But I am glad people can find love even in the darkness of distrust and hate."
That, of course, being the life of a mutant in America.
Posted by Mahadevi on Jul 22, 2012 22:05:43 GMT -6
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Her eyes followed him, her form resting lightly between the tangled sheets - she was more relaxed than she remembered being for a very long time, her arms spread out on the pillows instead of hovering in their ceremonial forms. Her eyes followed him back to the bed. A drink was offered. The Goddess sat up, accepting the offering and brining the glass to her lips. He seemed like he was waiting for something. Sipping some of the wine - it was wine, red as his skin - she offered the glass to him. Her eyes still on him.
Posted by Mahadevi on Jul 22, 2012 20:03:52 GMT -6
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That was a first. Not her first time. Not her first man. Not even her first temple. Her first equal.
There was a room behind the temple for the Goddess to retire to when she was done accepting offerings. She was definitely done for the day. And the night.
Probably the next day too, but that remained to be seen. One arm stretching after another, the Goddess rolled between the sheets, blinking sleep away. She felt strangely light and real at the same time. Strangely... normal? Was this normal for gods and goddesses? Was this a perk that came with being divine?
Posted by Mahadevi on Jul 22, 2012 19:18:15 GMT -6
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>>“Oh, I know the trouble with Mortal love, Sweet, Glorious Mahadevi, I know it all too well.”
She had never felt theat burning before. Was that his special power? The power of the God of Love? It was entirely possible, although it was getting harder for her to follow rational trains of thought. His hands were getting bolder.
Every time Mahadevi chose a lover, it was always her choice. Her call. But right now, for the first time in her life, she felt something new. She felt like she was... the prey.
>>"What then shall you take, Seeing as I am not?"
She looked at him for a long time. Somewhere on the far end of the hall a tiny sound registered: the shuffle of feet away, and the tiny click of a door being locked from the outside. Done.
Instead of (or maybe as) an answer, seven hands moved at once. Two braced her against the arms of her throne for balance; two reached to wound themselves into his hair. Two were grabbing the front of his splendid attire, and one tore the heavy crown from her head.
The eighth one was still held by the tail. She would leave it, for now.
Posted by Mahadevi on Jul 22, 2012 16:51:41 GMT -6
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>>"With all due respect, Mahadevi, I disagree. Personally, if I ever get married. I would like to be able to spend my life with someone my heart truly desires. Wouldn't not loving a spouse make people more likely to cheat?"
She thought about that for a moment. It was not like the idea was completely unknown to her. She had thought about things like that quite often; she was still a woman, after all, even if one that was used to men only saying yes to any wish of hers. Then again.
"No one would cheat on a goddess" she noted, just for good measure "and only a god can spend an eternity of a lifetime with one. Mortals make great lovers, though. Their love is different from ours."
