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 Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
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.
Okay, she'd lied. Previously, she'd decided to hire someone else to meet with people to deal with outlining the missions for other people. Or to avoid talking about loyalty.
Okay, maybe this wasn't talking about loyalty. Maybe it was just talking.
Either way, she'd called up a woman she had never met, completely out of the blue. This had been one of the inner circle, or so Tarin had stated. She wanted to meet this person.
She'd arranged a meeting. Lenna wasn't quite sure how.
Basically, she'd asked if Sara would please meet her at Mondragon in the board room. She'd arranged a time, and not detailed what it was pertaining to, other than 'This is about Slate'.
Sara had not arrived at the board room yet. No paladin of a man had shown her in yet. And so, Lenna waited. Squeezing a lime-green squeaky hedgehog in her hand.
The last time that Sara had stepped into MonDragon she had been accepting the position as an inner circle member. That was right after Slate has accidently tried to kill her. Why she staid in the circle was still beyond even her understanding. It felt nobel?
Sara had been greeted at the front of Mondragon. They knew that she was coming because it was planned. Be cause they were that organized and yet this meeting wasn't anything that Sara had as much of a chance to play for. She only knew that it was about Slate.
Sara's steps were swift and elegant behind the man that was leeding her to the board room. Tail twitching behind her heals. As a show of respect, Sara dressed herself in a deep purple silk, swoop neck, top for the time that she had worked with Slate, he had paid her well. Her pants were left loose around her legs so that the distortion of her joints didn't look too awkward and tailored close around her hips.
They finally arrived at door to the board room, and Sara waited for the door to be opened for her. She murmured a thank you. Her eyes fell on Lenna for a moment. The Lime-green squeaky hedgehog, Then back on Lenna. "Lenna Right?"
"Yes," Lenna nodded, donning a polite smile. "We spoke on the phone. Please, sit down." She gestured to a chair at the far end of the board room table. The same chair she'd spaced for Mr. Stein, during their last meeting. It was far enough away that Sara would not be affected by her Adapted aura, unless she really leaned forward and put effort into it. It was just polite.
Once Sara had seated herself, Lenna said. "You probably are wondering what this is about." She was fishing for the words to put to that topic, herself. "Ask away." She'd find them. Eventually. For now, she would answer this woman's questions. Alleviate concerns.
Huhh... No polite hand shake. Just a sending Sara to the opposite side of the table. Sara didn't pause. she did as she was told but all the same. The lack of the gesture, under any other circumstances, would have seemed rude. However the manner in the way that it was done felt respectable. Authoritative and respectable. That and well.... Lenna said the magic word please.
Sara found her place at the head of the table on the opposite side from Lenna and found the placing amusing. Before when Slate had first put the inner circle together, Sara had sat at the head of the table to prevent any one else from sitting in a place that could so much as represent any power. Here, the power looked equal through out the two table's inhabitants. For this situation, Sara was satisfied.
Seated in the chair across from Lenna, Sara crossed her ankles at the hocks of her legs. Her amber eyes only studies Lenna's expression for a moment before replying. "Of course I have questions. I know that no one is invited to come to MonDragon Labs without a good reason." The dilemma that Sara had was how exactly to ask her questions without giving away what she felt would be too much information. No she had not seen or heard of Slate for a long time now, but that didn't mean that she would break her promos as a secret keeper. "So what is this about? And who are you here?" Sara didn't mean by name. Who was this person in the grand scheme of things. Lenna obviously wanted their meeting to get strait to the point so Sara had no problem with being pleasantly blunt and if she didn't like this person's answers she had no problem with leaving.
>>"Of course I have questions. I know that no one is invited to come to MonDragon Labs without a good reason."
That was true. Good answer.
She steepled her fingers, thoughtfully. Gave a slight nod.
>>"So what is this about? And who are you here?"
Instead of figuring out good questions to ask, the woman started point blank and wanted it all given to her. Some people didn't know how to work towards a goal.
"There has been a change in management. Slate has asked that I step in for him in controlling Mondragon Labs while he is at school. I heard from Mr. Brooks that you were a member of a group he used to trust with his secrets. I'd like to hear more about that from you." And, she supposed, give the woman more information about her plans for this organization, if she so asked. For now, they could start small.
Mr. Brooks Sara was confused for a moment and her head tilted. She lost herself in the obvious show before it dawned on her that was Tarin's last name. Nast names. They didn't really matter that much to her. she used them when she felt she must but it was never fully comfortable.
It seemed that part of Sara's general question was answered with another. Lenna wanted to know more about the Kabal's inner circle. Caution flags were waving in Sara's head, but that was only because of what she had first promised Slate at the first meeting of the inner circle. What they had all promised him. Sara wasn't always into following rules perfectly but she did do her best to keep her word.
"I don't know everything that Tarin told you, but we were asked politely to tell no one." Sara leaned back in her chair crossing her legs while she studied Lenna. She decided the secret to test the waters, so to speak, would be the secret as to why the inner circle had been put together. "You probably would understand that Slate doesn't trust his own decisions when it comes to ethics. the idea behind our merry little terrible secret keeping band was to give him a source of checks an balances.. .. .. Sort of."
Sara's turn. "Why would Slate trust you with the 'change in management' if he did not wish to tell you about us?" Sara ask still suspiciously.
"He's had a lot of things on his minds lately, that Slate. What with starting college and all. Mr. Brooks was shocked he hadn't been notified of the change in management, too. He told me about the checks and balances system. And I have an idea of why."
She really did. After all, she'd been a part of most of it. "He took over my home country, after all." If you could really call that 'taking over'.
She still needed to get someone to replace her old boss, Cortez... and to install someone to take his seat, once he was gone.
So according to Lenna, Tarrin didn't know about the change in command either. Sara's tail gave a twitch. On the few times that Slate and Sara had interacted, he had always either seemed to be completely organized and had well thought out plans, or if he didn't have his organization, he seemed to screw up. As in the grey as he wanted to be, he still seemed to handle and see things as black and white. So as odd as it sounded for Slate to forget to tell his beloved inner circle that there was a change, it made sense too.
"Lenna, i'm not a person who trusts easily. I have no clue how much Tarin has told you already of our Inner Circle, but if you really want to me spill information to you. I'm no Pcychic..." Sara thought briefly of her mutation growth. "Exactly."
"Seeing as Slate has handed the reins over to you for the Kabal, I suppose my survives to him have extended to you. Both the good and the bad and so far I do still agree with Slate's original cause." Betray me, my trust and my cause, child, and you will pay dearly. For hell hath no furry.
"I'd like to be involved behind the scenes again." Sara admitted. "but if you want more information then you need to find a way to give me something to trust." Come on lady. What cat would give something for free?
Trust. This was suddenly about trust. Lenna didn't even know this woman.
This woman wanted to do what Slate had originally set out to do, but unfortunately for her, she was planning to scale back that whole megalomaniac thing...
There were probably ways she could get the cat woman involved with things inside Columbia or Romania. The problem was, she didn't know what the cat woman even did. There weren't as many files on her as on the other members of Slate's faction. Aside from trying to keep Slate from becoming 'bad', what had she done?
What was this meeting even about?
"You want to be able to trust me? What did you have in mind...?"
She would not prostrate herself in front of anyone. If that was the woman's want.
It wasn't exactly that Sara wanted to follow Slate's plan to a T. It was more that she wanted to try to stay true to herself. When she agreed to do something or get involved with a cause, she liked to keep her word. It was one of the reasons why she had become so trusted among those who had hired her in the past. Black market thievery. It could be as bad as selling your liberty, your soul, if you weren't careful.
The fact that Lenna didn't seem too keen on immediately telling Sara what was really going on was one Godzilla check mark against her already.
Sara had been fooled before. It wasn't in her nature to let such and act go. One of her weaknesses. "How about we just start with what the Kabal is aiming to work for right now." Tarin was deciding to get involved and give information so it couldn't be too bad. Could it?
Tut tut tut little Miss Lenna. I'll show you mine only if you show me yours.
>>"How about we just start with what the Kabal is aiming to work for right now."
"There currently aren't any major aims right now. I guess that's a change." She replied. "Just maintaining business, and keeping peace in the places I control." 'I Control'. Those were good words. Not that they really fit her. "We currently aren't taking over any countries. And I don't plan to."
Since this woman had been a member of the inner circle, there was no need to beat around the bush here. She'd shared.
There was nothing major that the Kabal was working Towards at the moment? Well between Hunter and Slate, that was definitely a big change. Sara had to admit to herself that part of what Lenna had to say was reassuring. No taking over countries. At least for now. That was a good thing. Right?
So Sara decided to offer back some information. "Officially I don't know that much. Other than what I learned in the inner circle, witch you have already been familiarized with, Slate use me as an errand person. I've always been more of a freelancer."
So, the woman didn't know much? Didn't know anything? Save what she herself already knew? Why had Sara been called again?
Did she have a mission for this woman?
She supposed she'd have to keep the number, in case a situation where her talents were needed ever came up.
Since the woman didn't know much of anything about anything important, that really simplified things, didn't it? They could probably wrap this meeting up soon. What a great usage of time.
"Before being fully accepted into the Kabal inner circle Slate asked a group of us to assist in Columbia. There we dealt with soldiers and ghosts. The basics." Without leaving much of a space for Lenna to take in Sara's information she continued. There was no reason to waist time with pauses. Tarin already had informed her of the inner circle and it's history after all.
"Around the time that Slate had been planning Columbia, he had contacted me, and sent me to Ejypt. My mission had lasted three days in normal time." In Sara's time it had lasted much longer but things like that have to be expected when you run into a time skipping mutant like Jack. "I contacted a jeweler for Slate who had sold Dragon Speak's gem stones and assisted in raising the Kabal's cash fund."
"After Columbia and Egypt, I had thought that Slate had forgotten about me until he invited me into the inner circle of the Kabal. We were all told the Kabal's history and what slate intended to use us for. Then Slate accidentely tried to kill me but hey, Bygones be bygones." Sara was obviously completely over that. even if her tail twitched upon mentioning that thought.
"Then it was Romania. Concentration camps that were very close to what they made here in the US. I was supposed to work some security, among other things, but eventually, I ended up in the camps."
"I see. I was there for most of that. Anything else?"
It was all stuff she could dig up more information on, if she needed to. For now, she would simply take the woman's word on it. She seemed capable enough. If half of that was true.