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?
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There was something really pleasant about basking in the sun. Before long Rico dozed off. He had strange dreams like always. Mostly just the sound of whispering voices. Words he could not understand. Not that they were in a different language. It was just that the words were so faint and weak. Cracking open a eye the whispering did not go away as it normally did. Blinking repeatedly he looked around and found it was just him.
'Your alive.' A familiar deep voice said as it invaded his mind. It was always the same routine with the old lizard in the woods. Rico shifted and scratched at his jawline with a clawed foot and resumed lazing on the grass. 'I don't die easy.' Rico thought knowing the other invasive one would be listening. 'That whispering thing you are doing when you enter my head is creeping me out. Don't do it next time. I don't do the whole mind game thing.'
There was a pause before the strong presence brushed against his mind again. 'That is not me, but that is not what is important right now. You are leaving again soon?' Rico looked in the direction of the woods and wondered just how far away the other creature like him was. "How did you..... oh right. You probably went nosing around my head. I was thinking about it.'
'And?'
Rico opened his mouth and gave a toothy yawn as he grew more alert with the mental conversation he was having with the ancient psychic dragon only stopping to snap his mouth shut on a butterfly that came drifting by. 'I should be good to leave for the weekend. Lots of students are going out and most of the X's are gone on some kind of hush hush mission. I don't have any sessions planned with Devon and Juliette has been lost in her thoughts lately. Pretty sure I can leave and no one will notice.' At that thought he paused before thinking another. 'It has been a long time since I have tasted man flesh. Can we go hunting together?'
'Yes' The others thoughts came full with feelings of joy.
'Just no children.' Rico thought and shifted his eyes to look at the laughing children in the pool. 'But there meat is the sweetest.' The old dragon stated in a matter of fact way. 'I know.....' Rico's thoughts trailed off. 'I just don't like eating the little ones.'
'Rico.....' The others thoughts said full of disappointment.
At that Rico sighed. 'I know, I know, we are what we are. But I do have my standards. I will come out tonight and we shall hunt far from this place. Now leave me to my thoughts'
You would think lazing about on the floor doing absolutely nothing accept eating and sleeping would have been incredibly boring. But it seemed like Rico's inner dragon came out. He was perfectly being a lazy lizard. In the end his plans for an excuse proved unnecessary. Nobody seemed to question what had happened last night. Well, almost nobody accept the good doctor. He did not get very far on that topic as Rico was not very inclined to talk about it.
It took a bit of poking and prodding but reluctantly Rico finally grunted and stood up to leave the room and exit the mansion. It was another beautiful day and as always the pool was full of students. Something about the water seemed very inviting to him at the moment. Unable to resist he slinked his body head first into the water causing the water level to rise a bit.
Rico was mindful of his large body size compared to the others so the most rough thing anyone experienced was a gentle bump here and there as the horse sized creature shifted itself in the water lazily. The splashing and laughter of the kids did not really effect him. That or that some of the kids were clambering over his back or just plain sitting on it.
One particular irritating child kept splashing him. Rico found it fitting to take a mouth full of water and spit it with enough force to make them have second thoughts about the splashing and stop. Not that it helped as others found the sight funny enough to splash Rico in attempts to solicit ate a similar response with them.
Like most when they grew tired of annoying kids Rico climbed out the pool and walked on his hind legs into the grassy field not far away. Falling down to his wing joints the dragon laid onto the ground to bask in the sun. Life seemed pretty content. With Easter weekend coming up though he was not exactly sure what he was going to do. But Rico had some things on his wish list. Finding a cold beer as he has yet to find any here at the mansion. And secondly. Get laid.
That like the beer, he did not expect to get here at the mansion either. So that really just left one option. He had to sneak away again. Seeing as none of the X's seemed to notice he had been doing that quite a bit lately. His chances of getting away with it again was pretty high up there.
What is it like to die? Now that is a question with many different answers depending on who you ask. Some would say there is only darkness with no sense of time or existence. Others would say there is a tunnel with light. It was different from person to person. As for Rico, he walked in a endless field of red poppies that went on forever into the horizon. There was a feeling of peace and detachment. Then he woke up.
Confusion was the first thing that came to Rico's mind as he stirred. Soon after the ache in his body took priority on his thoughts. The horse sized wyvern shifted a bit and opened his eyes and found he was in a room. Not the infirmary though. But yet there was medical equipment on wheels there. "Ah, your awake." A kindly voice spoke.
Shifting his head a bit on the soft pillow under his jaw the large reptiles eyes focused on the voice. It was Doc Prof as everyone at the mansion affectionately called him. He was sitting in a chair looking over a clipboard. "It was a bit touch and go with you there. But you have a remarkable will to live." Standing up now and giving his signature warm smiled face the elderly man walked over to a monitoring device and took down some information on his clipboard. "I am happy to say you will make a full recovery. But to be sure I will have to keep you here for another 24 hours for observation."
At that Rico just closed his eyes. "Where is here?" He said weakly. "A spare room on the ground floor. I apologize for the rudimentary conditions." The elderly gent replied and walked around to look at some other wheeled equipment. "When Leon notified me of your condition getting you through the front door was difficult enough a task on its own much less trying to get you up to the second floor. I had to repurpose this room to meet your needs."
The Doc's words brought back memories of last night. It was not a pleasant thought. Rico was more concerned if Leon, the very one who poisoned him had said anything about what happened. Being interrogated by a X about his hidden friend out in the woods and the hunters he came dangerously close to eating was not something he was interested in dealing with.
But being berated by a X for going around alone in the woods in the middle of the night was something he could live with. But still he kind of hoped this would all just blow over and nothing bad happens out of it. For the moment he would rest and think up ways to lie and cover up the truth of what exactly happened last night.
The pain in his veins was a hard thing to describe. It kind of felt like glass shards or hot burning embers. But in the end it did not change the fact that his blood was burning. Not the good kind of pain mixed with pleasure he had grown accustomed to when transforming. Rico shook his head and blinked rapidly as his vision slowly got a bit cloudy white.
"We need to get YOU back to the mansion before my venom kills you."
"Nobody was suppose to die....." Rico said lowly and then something else with slurred words. "I can survive if I feed on the hunters. My body is already adapting. I just need more energy." At those words the larger older male started to move towards the passed out hunters but a hiss from Rico stopped the creature in its tracks.
"There just humans." It said and snorted. "Your heart is to soft. We are what we are." At this point Rico forced himself to stagger back in the direction of the mansion and left the older member of his kind. "Not today. Leave them be, for me. I don't need any unwanted attention and neither do you." Unwanted attention was not something he had planned. But it was unavoidable at this point. But being poisoned was a lot more easy to deal with then missing hunters who turned up eaten.
"Fine then!" The old creature barked in anger and slinked into the darkness of the woods shadows. "You just go ahead and suffer on there behalf." The journey back to the mansion was not as a simple thing as it was for him to get out there. The large creatures movements were labored like his breathing. He stumbled a lot over the terrain and leaned up against trees to rest from time to time. The trunks creaking in protest at having to support his weight.
"I should have eaten the damn humans......." Rico grumbled. But it was to late to have second thoughts now. Forcing himself back upright off the tree trunk. With his thoughts running wild Rico did a lot of muttering along the way. Most of it not making much sense. He did not remember much else after exiting the wood line into the grassy field of the mansion grounds. Just his vision going bright white and the feeling of falling.
OCC: Well I think this is a nice place for me to stop. Feel free to post. I will make another topic at some time about events afterwards.
Now what were you thinking about before you apologized?
That was a fair question. "I was not really thinking as so much just reacting. I don't like it when people stare into my eyes. I feel the need to, I don't know, maybe fight?" Rico went quiet before adding. "I was also thinking about how I wish I could go flying out more further from the mansion. I feel like a bird in a gilded cage. Unable to move or fly freely."
Since he had to be watched all the time it would be kind of hard to do that with Rico flying out of sight. But a saddle from the school stables could probably be modified so that way someone could be there to keep a eye out.
Rico did not know what to say. He was quiet for what seemed like the longest time before answering. "I was thinking how you do not understand. How you would probably think and compare me to humans when I am not. I am not like you. Or like her. In biology. Or brain chemistry. The more you compare and try to..... humanize me. The more you would be confused."
Rico went even more quiet and rubbed his temples. "I have not been sleeping well lately. I have bad dreams. Like fragmented memories. I remember everything about my life before I came to this country. But I am struggling to understand why all the time I spent in this country is lost to me. Its like a portion of my life never happened. As if it was erased."
Opening up more Rico rested his elbows on his knees and collapsed his face into his palms in seemingly defeat. "So many memories. I remember a bug. Roach.... I think. I worked for him. I owed him my life. A friendly soul. But something else. Not so friendly. Hidden. I remember Ragnarök......" At that word he went quiet as more fragments returned. "I remember a META storage facility. A creature green in color with blood red eyes a member of Ragnarök. A test. So many secrets. I remember Plum island. Friendly faces with false promises..... I remember this school. A artist. Who looked on me with both hope...... and fear."
At that Rico went quiet. "I cant remember any more. I don't want to....." Rico made up his mind on that. "Its to painful to remember." If what he said was true it was good they got him when they did. One less enemy to fight.
"You turn into dragon and you eat meat, there are worse things."
At that comment a low rumble came to his chest and the creature looked to the passed out humans then back to Leon."You have no idea. In the end meat is meat." He did not know why the flesh of humans tasted better then anything else. But his secret teacher always told him that was just how things were. They were not quite animals, but not quiet human either. They were something else.
"If you don't want me here I can leave."
"I never wanted you to follow me in the first place. I told you to wait remember?" Rico replied took another bite from the animal carcass. As he was not watching Leon leave Rico did not see his secret teacher in question from appearing. Its body far larger then Ricos pushed its way through a tightly growing bunch of trees.
It intentionally moved in front of Leon to block his path and opened its mouth to snap it shut short of the mutant with a loud clack of sharp teeth. "Were do you think your going meat?" It spoke in human speech. The voice deep and masculine. This creature was as black as Rico in scales. But its horns were very long and had a wicked look about it. Way more impressive the stubs Rico called horns. When compared it was easy to see by there kinds standards. Rico was nothing but a child. No matter his human age. There bodies aged differently then that of man.
Rico darted his head in the direction and let out a strange sound. Almost like the warble of a bird. Approaching he said lowly to the other. "Not this one elder wing. Far to much trouble, very little meat. It will make for a poor meal. I like this creature. It amuses me." Though it sounded like he did not care with a monotone voice. Rico did. He just had to not upset this older and ancient member of his mutation variant. There was a culture and speaking as he did was considered proper.
The ancient wyvern seemed to think it over with some sharp clicking sounds and finally spoke. "Finish what you started boy." At that the larger creature bobbed its head in the direction of the sleeping hunters. "And stop speaking the language of the lesser races. The speech of there tongue is beneath us. We are Ostroja. Speak like one." From here on out when they spoke it was in a strange language. None that any linguist would ever understand. A complex combination of words and noises that no human mouth could produce.
Whatever was exchanged Rico lifted a foot and pulled a quill out from his clawed foot with his teeth. One of Leon's quills. "No wonder my blood feels on fire and my heart is racing." Rico said in English. His body was using up a lot of energy to fight the poison. At the rate it was going he would have choice but to eat the hunters to help fuel his recovery.
The large creature blocking Leons path stood aside and went over to sniff Rico over and the blood now slowing running out his nose. "Just leave us and go back to the mansion. Say nothing to the others. They would not understand anyway." It almost sounded like a order. But he said something that changed that. "Please."
The problem with his heat vision was it create silhouettes for his brain to receive. But details were simply non existent. Another milky film fell over his eyes and the body became translucent. Ghostly, the beating heart and the lines of the major artery's and veins all the way down to the capillary's all clear as day. With more focus even the bones could be seen. Almost like some super predatory vision. If there were weak bones or breaks. It would have been known. Even implants. But in in the end it did not matter as the wind shifted and he heard a voice.
"Probably not a good idea"
The shift in the wind confirmed the voice with the smell. "Leon?" Rico asked and shifted his body so nothing else could be seen. "I told you to stay at the mansion. Why did you not listen? You should not see this.... You should not see me like this."
Rico was more then a bit ashamed. Being himself with nobody watching always felt good. Not so much when he was being watched and judged. Kind of like picking your nose. His secret teacher just like him had told him by thoughts he should not care what others think. They were Ostroja. Ancient and proud. They are what they are and should embrace it.
But still. "They are alive." Rico said lowly. "Asleep. The fear took them. But they are alive and unharmed. We should go." He did not feel like finishing his meal. Not when being watched.
Rico had a hunger in his eyes. A predatory one. But it was not the same...... nor less primal then the hunger for flesh. Different though his hunger was. He ran away from the other student with his wings folded to his sides with almost cheetah like speed to disappear in the forest. He weaved between tree trunks. Jumped over some fallen ones, ducked under others.
But in the end he followed the scent of blood and human sweat on the air. Not even skipping a beat he ran between the human hunters without reflective vests to snatch a gun out there hand. The speed of his moving body causing the human to go flying through the air several feet with the motion mere seconds after they let go.
There was shouts and the white light of flashlight beams started to chase the darkness away. Rico longed for the smell of fear. To feel the joy and thrill of hunting prey. This was everything his body craved. With fear came that need for others to be around you and the humans stood side by side. The other now weaponless depending on the other. Rico prowled through the darkness like a predatory cat until he was right behind them and wept his tail to take out there feet from under them in one clean swipe of his tail.
Before the two hunters even landed on there backs on the soft foliage of the woods Rico was on all fours over them. Roaring, his saliva in thick strands flying out with the breath to hit there faces. Rico relished the shock and fear smell that there bodies gave off. In the end it was to much for them and the humans blacked out.
"How disappointing......" He grumbled and sniffed the humans over to examine there health through smell alone. They were so scared they passed out. So much for his fun. Still Rico would not let it be as it was. The dead buck they were approaching before he attacked was still there. The way Rico figured it. Want not, Waste not right? He devoured the tasty flesh of the poached animal and scattered the bones and remains he did not like all over the hunters passed out body's.
The way Rico figured it. If they thought HE was a bad dream when they woke up. Waking up to devoured animal remains, blood, and gore would drive the point home it was not a dream. If anything they would think themselves lucky Rico had chosen to eat the dear instead of them. In the end they would avoid this place and especially not talk about it. Who would believe them anyways? Just another tall tale by a hunter. No different then a hunter seeing big foot.
But for the moment Rico was on all fours over the hunters passed out bodies devouring the buck. The smell of blood in the air, rich and thick. The sounds of flesh tearing and bones cracking. Rico thought he heard something and paused to look in the direction of the sound. Letting out a low hiss a thin milky white lens fell over his eyes and he saw the body heat signature in the darkness. "I can see you. So no use in hiding. Come out now if you are no threat. If not, all the more fun for me. I will hunt you down and feast on your flesh. Bones and all."
Had Rico known who it was. His words would not have been so..... dark. But Rico learned a long time ago. Fear was a useful weapon, like greed, if you knew how to use it.
Rico could not help but feel a bit insulted by the tone of disgust in Leon's voice. "And why not?" Rico countered with a tone of irritation in his voice now. "I cant help with my urges to hunt any more then you can stop yourself from growing those spines. But what would you know? Your not of the blood. You are not Ostroja."
"The last thing I want to do is go after anyone, even if in jest."
Rico could not help but laugh at that. "Well you are such a bright shining example. Fine then, you can stay here while I go put the fear of god into them. I get to satisfy my urge to fly and hunt. Some poachers learn to hunt elsewhere and keep there lives. Everyone wins." Walking away now Rico stopped to look over his shoulder. "Its only a matter of time until a stray bullet comes flying out and hitting the mansion or god forbid, a student. They have to learn now that coming to these woods to shoot guns is not the best of ideas." Looking back forward Rico muttered under his breath. "Besides, there is something in those woods that will not be as kind as me."
Not warning Leon Rico focused on the change in his body. The flesh under his cloths wiggled like worms as cells mutated and changed. Bones grew bigger and more denser. Others cracked loudly as they broke to take other shapes not that of a human. The cloths once fitting and loose grew tight and ripped. It was not exactly a pretty sight seeing a human body rip itself apart from the inside out. But that was just the nature of things and just the way it was.
When it was all said and done Rico stood in his dragon, or wyvern form as some called it. While the body was a little bigger then a large draft horse he was far more intimidating with scales black as the night. Standing upright on strong powerful legs equipped with wicked curved talons the creature used its long tail to support the upright posture and extended its bat like wings out to the side.
Taking in a deep breath it exhaled with a rumbling sigh and jerked its head around to set some vertebra in place in its long neck with loud pops. "Stay here......." The giant reptile said with a deep voice. "This will only take but a moment."
Thanks. Going to take a bit longer then I thought for them to figure some things out. But I am free again and back. At least I used that free time to actually do some reading. Actually kind of ashamed really. First time I picked up a book in several years.
going to have to be gone for a couple of days. I have some doctors seriously confused with the Glaucoma that they think I have. Somehow it goes against everything they understand or know about medicine. So much in fact the next few days all the tests are free of charge. At least I wont get charged for it all. I wish you all the best until I get back.
It was a usual day for Rico. Lacking any classes he was his usual 'smiling fool' self. Even though it was a personality trait brought on by trauma to deal with it all. Being the clown got him accepted into pretty much every circle of the high school clicks. From the nerds to the outcasts and even jocks. Rico had the rare gift to walk freely between all the circles without ever being thought any less of. Welcomed without any thought.
At the moment Rico was walking with a group of the more popular crowd. He had no shirt and only swimming trunks but still he had a smile on his face and laughed. There was a energy about him that was toxic and easy to fall pray to. It was a hard thing to explain. But when you experienced it. You just understood.
As Rico and the group got close to the edge of the pool he looked to his friends and saw one of them kissing there girlfriend. "What you doing kissing my woman?" Rico asked with a joking voice. His fellow mutant that was a year or two younger put there arm around the girls shoulders and laughed. "As if you would know what to do with a woman?" Rico just shrugged with a smile. The energy coming off him warm and friendly.
"And your point is?" Rico said with a laugh. The two young males close to each others age started to horseplay and grab hold of each other in a obvious playful wrestling match. It all came to a end though as the woman gave a sharp push sending the two falling of balance into the pool causing a splash of water. The two came up above water and the student clearly had Rico in a headlock. "I got you dragon, submit!" Ricos eyes were closed but he opened them and despite the headlock squeaked out to the first friendly face he saw.
"Leon! I need back up bro!" At that his friend pushed his head under water for the briefest moment before bringing it back above water in a obvious playful nature. "Fine I give up." At that the horseplay stopped.
I like this idea all around. My char was held at a research facility and curious how it would have turned out if he never escaped and was found by a friend of the Xmen. And possibly answer the more mysterious question as to who set the wheels in motion for his escape. Will send a idea by email as suggested. Accepted or not this still provides a time for fun and experimentation. Props to the one that thought of it. ^^
Out of the darkness a rifle shot rang out from the direction of the woods. Rico did not seem to pay the shot that disturbed the peace of the night any mind. He just stood there puffing on his cancer stick and finally muttered as he flicked it away. The burning hot cherry hitting the walkway and casting a explosion of embers.
"Nothing more irritating then poachers." Rico said to Leon. "Still, I think it would be some good fun to remind them that they are not at the top of the food chain." Rico never thought he would ever think it. But he was really missing the whole people running from him in fear thing. He did not get that kind of treatment from his fellow mutants here at the mansion. But then again Rico was pretty sure the X's did not exactly go around advertising to everyone about his habit of going feral and eating anything and anyone that can fit in his mouth.
"It will be nice to do some hunting of my own tonight." At that comment he looked to Leon and added with a chuckle. "I aint gonna hurt em. Just scare em a bit." At least that is what he intended. "What do you think?" He asked.
Posted by Rico on Mar 22, 2017 0:16:31 GMT -6
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"All I've seen my venom do is cause unbelievable pain."
Rico did not really know what to say to that. He did not really know much about venom. Just a few odd facts here and there from magazines read out of the desperation of boredom. But he did know what it was for his mutation to cause pain to himself and to others.
"Well....." Rico said lowly and trailed off. "Most mutations have something that makes it not all that great. I'm a shifter of sorts. I have heard stories of shape shifters that can turn into animals with just a flash of light. Quick and painless. When I do it. Its a bit more traumatic. And very, very, painful." Rico went quiet again and listened to the hooting of a distant owl from the woods near the school. To the relaxing sounds of the crickets and there songs. In that instant he found a brief moment of clarity in the peace of it all.
"For the longest time I use to hate my power. Wanted to be human. But in the end I just came to accept that we are what we are. We can sit around all day depressed or we can just accept the life that was given to us. I cant say I know how you are feeling. I highly doubt you would ever understand how I feel when it comes to my mutation. But we can at least empathize with each other. Though our paths are different. We all fight the same struggle. Control. You will learn to manage your spines. For good or ill. Time heals all things and here we have plenty of that."
Rico felt a bit stupid now. And shook his head. "Sorry, I think my therapist is starting to rub off onto me." Out of habit Rico pulled out a pack of reds and lit the cigarette with a bic lighter. "Oh! You don't mind do you?" He asked really fast having realized he should have asked before lighting it up. But if the smoke bothered Leon at least Rico could walk further out into the darkness of the night.
