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 Ty Fisher on Mar 6, 2013 10:51:00 GMT -6
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Ty nodded. "That's cool. But yeah, if the guy hadn't been such a violent, abusive piece of crap, I'm sure that scheme woulda worked. Besides, failures add to experience, if nothing else," he said lightly.
"Though, we did make twenty bucks off of that little scheme. So it wasn't all for nothing." Then he had a silly idea.
"Huh...what if I got like, a pack of those army men? You know, the plastic green and tan ones, and left them in various places for maybe a few hours. Collect them, and see what they saw, using the green ones to control using my powers, and the tan trying not to use them? That way I can sort of practice alone without bugging someone else directly to help me."
Posted by Ty Fisher on Mar 6, 2013 10:41:47 GMT -6
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"No...they don't really fade. I mean, sometimes they go to the back of my mind, but they're still there. Even though they may not have happened to me, once I see them they become just as much a part of my memories as something that happened in my childhood," he explained, pushing himself off of the wall to stand on his two feet.
"That doesn't seem like a valid idea either. Too many people around, and those things are tougher than they look" He gave a small shrug, giving up on this little heist idea.
Ty had been sulking about his room, which was pretty much all he really did now that he'd broken up with what he realized was the best thing that ever happened to him. Yes, there were times when she'd torn his emotions to shreds, but when he dumped her...he realized that tore his emotions even more. She needed him...and he messed that up. But maybe it was for the best. Then, his phone rang.
"Yeah? Eh, I've been better, Reg, but I've been worse. Yourself? Favor? Shoot. ...She didn't start any trouble or anything, did she? Amnesia, likes? Man...that's weird as hell for her. Yeah. I'll come get her and take care of her. At least til she comes to herself and kicks me out or something. Alright, I'm heading out now, be there soon as I can."
Hanging up, Ty pulled on his green hoodie, wearing both green fingerless gloves today. Making sure he had everything he needed, Ty did something he rarely did. He took a cab to the Mansion, the ride giving him time to think this over.
When he stepped out of the cab, he paid his driver and made his way through the front door of the mansion. "Hey Reg," Ty said to the tiger-mutant when he saw her, using a little nickname he'd just thought of. "How bad is it?" he asked, looking over at the sleeping figure on the couch.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Mar 4, 2013 15:43:29 GMT -6
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Ty shrugged a little at the frown. "No biggie. I carry plenty of aspirin. And like I said, you're still quite pretty, even if you are a tiger."
Ty gave a nod. "Yeah. Life tends to deal me a bad hand, but, hey I learn to manage. Oh, and I will, when I can. I'm glad she found someone she can stay with and bond with. I'm glad she has a friend like you," he said sincerely.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Mar 4, 2013 15:35:33 GMT -6
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Ty was no stranger to being chased, so he by no means intended to lead Harlan anywhere.Get him lost in the middle of the city? Maybe. He kept to the rooftops, then shimmied down a fire escape, now sticking to the streets. The building he asked Tses to meet him at came into view, and he ran right by it, weaving through alleys and doing another stint across rooftops.
An extra ten to fifteen minutes later, Ty walked out of an alley, merging into a crowd crossing the street, and from there, slipped into the abandoned building, tired, out of breath, and his red hair was all over his head. He slumped against a far wall, keeping his eyes on all possible entrances, waiting for Tses to show up. He only hoped it would be soon...
"Maybe I do," Ty said, quite coldly as he looked at her. "What do I care, after all? Not like I'm one of 'em anymore." When she mentioned him not being old enough to drink, he glared back, taking another swallow just to spite her. "Get over yourself. I will be in two months. Figured maybe that was close enough." He made a face; okay, so if beer really did taste better the more you had, it might take awhile.
If Alli were to look into the room behind the heartbroken young redhead, she'd see the bloodstained paper bag on his nightstand. Ty sighed, tossing the bottle into the trash-can just out of her field of vision beside his door. "Maybe I just want to forget Valentine's day, okay? ...Beer tastes like s*** anyway..." His emotions were reeling, from one bad feeling to another one.
He leaned against the doorway, his face looking like someone had punched him in the stomach. It was starting to dawn on him that he'd messed up, bigtime. "I'll find some other way to cope, I guess..."
Ty had to smile, he just had to. Her reaction was...well he'd never gotten feedback like that when explaining his power. It made him feel like he really was special, even if it didn't make him worth two cents in a fight. "Heh, well, every rose has its thorns, they say. Mine just so happens to be headaches. If I were to touch something that old, it'd probably put me in a coma," he replied with a light chuckle.
He gave a nod when she reassured him his sister would be in good hands. "Good. I have a place to stay, even had the idea to take her by there before things got...rough. I'd rather not go fully into that, but...well I'm kinda glad she'll be staying with you. Give her a chance to meet new people and not be stuck under big brother all the time." He smiled. "Butterfly needs a chance to spread her wings, after all~"
Posted by Ty Fisher on Mar 1, 2013 21:25:37 GMT -6
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Ty nodded, but he really didn't speak. He just picked up the TV, moving it to where he could get to it better for when they needed to. When she said Tses's name, he felt tears welling up again, feeling something under his foot as he walked. Her necklace.
Reaching down, he picked it up and put it in his pocket. He wanted so bad to throw it out the window. Never to see it again. But he didn't. He couldn't bring himself to do it. The chain was broken, but it didn't matter. Just like his heart was broken. He and that necklace had alot in common. They were broken and Tses didn't want them anymore.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Mar 1, 2013 21:16:39 GMT -6
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Ty smiled. "She is. And she wasn't lying. I'd almost go as far as to say it was somewhat...majestic, looking up and seeing you against the snow like that." He spoke casually, not really flirting, but he wasn't just saying it. A light chuckle escaped him when she asked of his mutation.
"Sorta. I can touch inanimate objects and I see their 'lifetime' flash before my eyes. She dropped her necklace, I wasn't wearing my gloves, and I saw....well I saw what I needed to know and then some, heh..." He shuddered lightly. "Yeah, I gotcha. And we'd actually talked about that recently. I'm gonna help her move as soon as we get a date set. Shouldn't have alot, but I know she'll be in good hands."
"I don't know," he murmured, releasing the hug. "It happened so fast, before I even knew what I was doing. I guess...maybe I should just give her time or something." He looked around the room. "So, what all do you need to take with you? I did promise you my help after all, he said, voice cracking a little.
Sure, he was avoiding the topic. But it hurt to much to think about it. And the harder he tried not to think about it, the more he wound up thinking about it. His emotions were spiraling more now than when he was with Tses...
Posted by Ty Fisher on Feb 28, 2013 18:13:46 GMT -6
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The music pounded in Ty's head, practically shaking the floor under him as he took another sip of beer. Which...was just as awful as the first god-forsaken swallow. The young thief couldn't believe that somebody actually gave up their life for this crap. Then again, Ty himself did things he didn't understand, now that he thought about it. And the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to forget. Which, hopefully was what the rank-tasting beer was for. That was his intention anyway.
What wasn't his intention was the pounding on the door, and the yelling he managed to hear over his music. Okay, so all he heard was emo-kid, and something about 2 AM....and...shutting up? Whatever.
Sighing, he turned off the CD player, making his way to the door and opening it with the beer bottle still in his left hand. What he saw standing there would have amused him, normally. But...for one, this wasn't a normal day. And second, he noticed real quick that if looks could kill, he'd likely be dead right now, regardless of how this girl looked at the moment.
"Oh...it's that late? I thought it was only midnight. I guess I'll keep it quiet," he replied, his voice still pained where there usually would've been a smart-ass remark.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Feb 28, 2013 5:30:44 GMT -6
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It'd only been a few days, but when Butterfly asked, Ty just broke down, tears streaming from his face, and he practically crushed his sister at first with the massive hug he put her in. Loosening his grip, he still held her tight.
"Tses and me broke up. Valentine's day...we'd had another fight about intimacy...and I broke up with her. I got drunk that night, but nothing really helped...but it's over." He was so pathetic, sobbing and crying everywhere. Then again, maybe Ty was always just pathetic but never figured that out til now.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Feb 27, 2013 21:04:54 GMT -6
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Ty didn't want to go anymore. But he promised. He'd do anything for his sister, regardless of how his life was going. He'd replaced his right glove with a black studded, fingerless one, and his left was still the green fingerless glove. His face was dark, pained, saddened. Finally, he made it to the building. The dreaded building where just days before....
He couldn't bare to think on it. And yet he couldn't help BUT think of it...
Sighing, he pushed the door open, not knocking, not saying anything for awhile. He looked at Butterfly, obviously disturbed. "Okay...let's do this...." he murmured.
Posted by Ty Fisher on Feb 27, 2013 20:56:36 GMT -6
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Valentine's Day...a day of love. Bah...
For Ty, it was the day his entire world came crashing down. And it was he who pulled the trigger. He just....he couldn't take it. The roller coaster just proved to be too much for the young, redhead, pickpocket.
So much so that after the fact, he went for a long walk, until sunset. Anger and resentment burning inside of him, though a small part of him was starting to regret his actions. Maybe it was best this way...maybe he could be happy. Or maybe it would just drive him off the deep end.
Hours later, evidence pointed towards the latter as Ty finally made his way back to Sanctuary, a backpack on his back and a blood-splattered paper bag under one arm. He quietly trudged up to his room, setting the bag on his bedside table and putting the backpack in the corner. Then, he pulled out the six pack of beer he'd killed for.
What had he been reduced to? Killing just for alcohol...not that he'd ever had a drop in his life. But Ty didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore. Not even the pained, surprised face of the man he'd killed, just for his booze. In cold blood. But it didn't matter.
As he cracked open the first bottle, he turned the radio up as loud as he could. Who cared if it was the middle of the night? Ty sure didn't.
As he took the first sip, the music blared out of his open door.
Facing all my demons Leaving all behind I see now you're the reason I don't wanna be here, So I will move on I'll be the last one Standing and die Tasting your tears, Now you're drowning your sorrows And I'll just disappear...
Posted by Ty Fisher on Feb 27, 2013 17:31:30 GMT -6
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Ty wasn't crying, for once. He was infuriated, face beet red, shaking. A large purple vein poked out of his forehead. He stared at the wall, away from her, biting his lip as he clenched his fists. Then, she spoke, breaking the tense silence.
"Fine. Go home. I think I'll go, too. To Sanctuary." he said. "I...I can't take this anymore. The ups, the downs, the violence, just for trying to be the best boyfriend I can...Tses," he said, his voice low and dark, as he turned, walking slowly for the open door. "It's done. I'm done....Sorry for wasting your ****ing time."
