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.
Mars helped the girl to stand once more with his tail when that woman turned the corner once more. How long would it take the woman to realize that he was her for books and thus had books in his hands, where as he was sure that Venus came her to checkout and borrow people and thus would more likely have people in his hands.
He looked to Kaitlyn, "Of course dear I'll find the most appropriate chapters and we can go from there. Either way, I'll watch over you." He stated in a library hushed tone to reassure his young ward.
If people were staring a quick glare took care of that with a raised eyebrow and a slow survey of the room, it was amazing how often he caught people looking away quickly. It never failed, his physique would always be what strangers noted and typically dismiss him from there as a foolish brute. Or so he assumed, some apparently thought he must be made of candy...speaking of whom.
The librarian turned the corner and raised an eyebrow of her own about the young girl being aided by his tail. This would be a good time for his daughter to step in, he was considering knocking the woman out to avoid her attempt at seduction....she was already standing in a way that seemed to accentuate her curves...did she not see the young woman with him? had she no shame? didn't she work here?
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Sept 5, 2012 1:28:38 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
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13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
That librarian was paying far too much attention to Mars for her own good. She had a hungry look in her eyes. Kaitlyn recognized this as the look Venus had in his eyes around anything that moved, and had been doing so for more than seventeen consecutive years. She had a general idea of what that look meant, too. This was probably the librarian Mars mentioned earlier. It was time to act.
She noticed the woman's shoes, and cringed. Those heels were so long, it almost hurt just to look at them. This gave her an idea to fall back on, if plan A didn't work.
The redhead glared at the bookish seductress; the sleep-deprivation-craters around the girl's eyes added to the intended effect. "Are you gonna hit on my dad?"
Said librarian stopped dead in her tracks, just more than an arm's length away from the big red hunk that was her intended target. She blinked several times before she decided on an appropriate response: "That's not really any of your business, sweetie."
"He doesn't like you," Kaitlyn added bluntly.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
The librarian looked somewhere caught between shock and disbelief, the word like wasn’t fitting and he certainly did much more than like her, but what if Venus had said he didn’t like her to his… daughter? Mars smirked at the woman, mocking, slightly hostile. He was going to add that she was looking for another tall, red and handsome man, but the still present confusion was so very amusing.
“ Actually, if it is anyone’s business, it is her business.” Mars said and looked down to the books he collected. “ Surely as a literary, you have some eye for detail. Think about it and deduce what doesn’t add up.”
He looked to Kaitlyn with an absolute look of amusement at the further confusion that compacted upon the woman’s face. You would have thought she was pondering the meaning of life or been answering a question of great importance.
“Come away dear, I think we have broken her.” Like a sunrise on the horizon an idea dawned on the woman’s face. She pulled out her cell phone dialed a number from memory no less and called. As Mars attempted to lead Kaitlyn away, The librarian could be heard exclaiming, that Venus was never going to believe this but there was someone that looked exactly like him in the library.
At the table Mars proper open the books to pages of information that Kaitlyn might find useful and made a quiet offer to read them to her. He had a feeling he was going to be carrying out a peacefully sleeping girl out of the library. Whether from the knowledge they gleamed, the safety of his arms or the now peaceful environment the den of knowledge presented.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Oct 6, 2012 2:36:06 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
As Kaitlyn and Mars sat down to get started, the girl rested her head on one of the paperbacks Mars had been carrying and closed her eyes. She didn’t think it would do any harm. She was just giving her eyes a break from all that being-open they were doing recently. Besides, Mars had offered to read to her.
“Sure…” she muttered.
A few moments later, Kaitlyn could tell that Mars was reading to her, but didn’t understand anything that he was saying. Her mind was too fatigued, and her resolve to stay awake was wavering. She could hear Mars’ voice, and this made her feel safe. That was enough for her, for now.
Before Kaitlyn realized it, Mars was gone.
She raised her head, looked around. The library was empty. There was only barely enough light for her to see. “… I need to go back to the Sanctuary,” she decided. The redhead got up and started walking, leaving behind the books, firearms, and stacks of M that covered the cluttered library table.
Kaitlyn didn’t notice anything strange about drugs and firearms being present in an empty library. She didn’t notice anything unusual about her waking up in an empty library, or the fact that this library was now hovering several thousand feet over Brooklyn, and that she needed to use a parachute to jump down to the Sanctuary. This all seemed very normal to her. When she saw a police car outside the Sanctuary on the way down, though, she could tell that something was fishy.
When Kaitlyn passed through the golden doors, two heads turned to greet her. One was Lisa’s; she was sitting in her usual place behind her desk, all painted up with her usual smile. The other, though, belonged to her father, and whose insincere grin made Kaitlyn’s heart stop.
“Your dad’s here,” Lisa announced cheerfully. “He’s going to take you home.”
It took the girl a moment to realize what this meant.
She ran.
Only half a block had gone by before the world went sideways. Cars floated lazily off into the distance. Buildings slid off their foundations and drifted into the sky. Everything was blackness, and Kaitlyn was being snatched up by an enormous pair of
Arms.
She woke up with a gasp, bundled in Mars’ arms.
It was just a dream. She calmed down.
“Mars…” she began, “What’d happen if someone came to the Sanctuary and said they were my dad?”
Mars looked down to Kaitlyn, and smiled sweetly. “ Losa would inform myself or Lori, if we weren’t available then one of your uncles, They would see that the imposter wasn’t me and tell them once to walk away.” He wouldn’t elaborate on what happened to those that ignore the only option give to them. He then paused, unless of course you’d like something else done. Whether that was, remove them from the earth or from the premises was a ll a matter of time.
mars had managed to check out and buy a tote with Kaitlyn in his arms, and if he didn't know better he was getting more looks from ladies than he had in quite some time, perhaps it was the nurturing nature of his actions.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Oct 7, 2012 0:53:09 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“But…” She yawned, “… what if he was my real dad? I mean…” That was a nasty way to think about it. She struggled to think of a word Mars had taught her, a task made more difficult by how tired she was. “…my genetic dad. What if he found me, and he wanted me back? What’d happen then?”
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
"If you wanted to go, then you could and I would simply look out for you from afar, but if you wanted to stay, then he would have to find an army strong enough to take you from me, your mother, your uncles and the rest of the order. and I'll tell you a secret, that army doesn't exists." he smiled down at the sweet girl in his arms and knew that he would tear down cities for him if it meant protecting her.
A grin came to his face as he found another excuse to walk further and not wave down the first cab that he saw, it was nice to have this delicate little person in his arms...yes she was explosive, that didn't make her any less delicate however. Speaking of which, she had come home traumatized. From a mission, one that he thought was in too deep than they should ask her to go. I t wasn’t that she couldn’t handle it, she could, she was strong. It was that he didn’t want her to have to handle it. He didn’t know these people, their intentions what they might do. He couldn’t exactly tell her that though could he. And so an Idea started to for m in his head. Something that might benefit Kaitlyn greatly. She needed to socialize, with people her own age, that understood what it was to be a mutant…he unfortunately could think of only one place for that.
(let me know if I am stepping on something you already have going.)