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 Iris/Rayne on Jun 13, 2007 16:45:05 GMT -6
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Nov 20, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
Iris shot an irritated look at Jason. "Well aren't you kind?" she snipped before Kesuk could say anything.
Since she wasn't actually injured, just a bit sore, she moved away from the bed and out of the doctor's way. "Not everyone is used to brawling all the time. Don't you ever get tired of fighting?" She guessed from all of the scars that he was used to this type of thing. She glanced at the bandages. "What was that silver stuff anyway?"
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Jun 6, 2007 21:42:54 GMT -6
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Iris led the way the infirmary as quickly, and as quietly, as possible. She wanted to avoid running into Tricity or one of her assistants if at all possible. Eventually they found the right door, and she motioned for one of the guys to open it for her. She maneuvered inside, careful not to bump Nika or make any noise, since it looked like a couple of the cots were occupied.
She guessed that there would be at least a nurse on duty, even at the late hour, simply because it was a mansion full of mutants. Two words; ‘unpredictable events’. However she was surprised to see an older gentleman sitting in a nearby chair, reading beneath a lamp. He glanced up as they entered, as if he were looking over the top of a pair of glasses.
“Um...Hello. Sir.” Iris cleared her throat nervously. “We...um...we were....practicing. In the Danger Room. I guess things got a little...intense...” ‘Intense’ meaning that Kesuk was still breathing hard, Jason looked as if he just come out of a street brawl, Iris was flustered and disheveled, and Nika was out cold.
The man quietly closed his book. He stood and motioned toward the nearest empty bed.
“Set her here, gently.” His voice was very calm and soothing, like a favorite grandfather. Iris obeyed quickly, then stepped back as he sat next to the bed. He placed one hand on either side of Nika’s face. Iris watched in fascination as his hands began to glow golden. She looked at Kesuk and Jason to see their reactions.
“She is simply exhausted,” the man soon announced quietly. His hands stopped glowing, and he turned to look at the other three. “A good night’s rest will set her right." His gaze shifted to Jason, and he motioned for him to take a seat.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 24, 2007 17:31:38 GMT -6
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Neena grinned at Deja, suddenly feeling much hungrier than she thought the was. "Smoothies would be awesome."
She turned to see the noodle floating in front of Naomi. She snapped her fingers. "Telekinetic!" she announced, as if she were playing a guessing game, which in effect she was.
"Shanghai? I've never been to Aisa, except for India. I hear it's beautiful, but a bit crowded? Is that true?"
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 22, 2007 19:10:42 GMT -6
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"Is pizza tasty? I've heard alot about it, but I've never had any. And, Hot Wings? What exactly is that ? It's not made out of duck is it?"
Neena did her best not to laugh at the dismayed expression on Naomi's face. She shook her head vigorously. "No, actually they are made of chicken. Usually. And pizza is one of the things New York is famous for."
She grinned, and turned to Deja. "Well, I guess that makes a second interest. Mind if I take you up on that offer to order?" She rummaged through her purse, and pulled out her wallet, and handed Deja thirty dollars. "I'd say get one with just pepperoni, just in case you don't like it." She added that last bit to Naomi. "An order of hot wings, and whatever else you feel like."
Then she turned back to the skillet, and added a bottle of spaghetti sauce, stirring every now and then. The smell of garlic hung heavy in the air.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 16, 2007 22:27:53 GMT -6
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"Spaghetti it is." After washing her hands, Neena set a skillet on the stove, and put in the raw sausage, then began hunting down other ingredients; sauce, garlic, other herbs and spices, noodles. When Naomi pulled down one of the large pots, Neena nodded at her. "Yep, that's perfect. May as well make enough for leftovers, for the grazers."
She reached out to take the pot. However the weight of it caught her off-guard, and she nearly dropped it. She blinked in surprise. It's not that the pot was heavy necessarily. But definitely it weighed more than the tiny asian woman made it seem.
"Super-strength?" she asked curiously. "And would you mind filling that with water? About two-thirds up? Then set it to boil on high?"
She nodded when Deja asked about ordering pizza. "Sure, that would be fine, but you may want to greet the delivery guy at the gate if you do. Otherwise the food may not make it across the grounds," she added with a chuckle. "Mmmm... hot wings sound good too...." She hadn't realized she was hungry up to that point.
"So any of you, like music? I love it, especially when you just hear the beat, I get into the rythmn."
Neena grinned and nodded. "Definately! Can't say I have a favorite group, but anything with a beat, and light on the lyrics, works for me." She paused, as if considering something, then added, "You know, I'm not sure why, but I'm kind of partial to the Pink Panther theme music. Hmm...." She shrugged as if that was a new thought that just hit her. "Do you have any favorite groups or songs?"
By that time the meat had begun sizzling, so she began adding the other spices, and started stirring.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 14, 2007 20:10:22 GMT -6
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"Anything that isn't either fish or rice. I have eaten so much of that my entire life. I'll eat anything you'll give me."
Neena grinned. "I hear ya. Though I've got to admit I miss curry. Well, let's see what else we can come up with..." She climbed down and opened the refrigerator. She rummaged around while the others spoke.
She paused briefly as an alarm went off behind her, apparently from Raina's watch. "Oh! Speaking of the danger room, I have to head out there! Neena, if you feel like running the controls for me, feel free to drop in!"
Neena nodded, still inside the the cooler. She held up one arm, giving a thumb's up sign. "Sure Raina, I'll be there as soon I finish here." She pulled herself out and glanced at Naomi and Deja. "How 'bout spaghetti? That's quick, and fairly easy," she asked, holding up a package of italian sausage.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 12, 2007 22:49:40 GMT -6
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"I'm Naomi Mie! Nice to meet you all! I can't say I've ever really chanted, but my grandmother used to chant suitras when my brother or I were ill."
"A pleasure Naomi. Hmm.... Can I ask what a suitra is? It sounds beautiful." Neena struggled to keep a straight face when Naomi's hunger made itself known, very plainly.
"Oops... hehe. Um, that was really loud huh. Geuss I'm kinda hungry..."
"Well, what are kitchens for, right? Let's see what we can find to whip up, before the kids strip the shelves again." She began going through cabinets again. "Anything special either of you would like? I'm not the best cook, but I do know how to use a skillet." Absentmindly she realized that, just that quickly, she'd forgoten what she put where.
"What I miss?" Deja came back into the kitchen just as Neena had climbed back onto the counter to search the cupboards.
"Hiya kiddo. Just looking for dinner. Or lunch. Or whatever. Are you hungry?"
"So, any of you guys, like computers, I love them. You know I kind find anything on the computer, my friends used to call me Oracle, because I new everything on computer. All that because I hacked into their website database and.... well long story. So any of you have any skills, other than mutant wise?"
Neena chuckled and shook her head. "Nah, computers and I don't get along well. I'm just glad the Danger Room one is voice activated, or else I might have issues. Moreso than usual...."
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 10, 2007 16:32:54 GMT -6
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"My tribe is up north, i'm a chanter! Even without a mutation, being a chanter takes it's toll on your voice." Neena nodded in understanding.
"That what Grandfather said. I only got to listen to him for a few years before leaving, but I adore listening when I could. By up north do you mean Alaskan, or Canadian? I'm from Kenya, myself."
"It's great that you're a teacher. I'm sort of in the in between stage. Too young to be educated enough, too old to really be considered a participant. I've done my share of youth work though, so I try to just be around and help. What are you teaching...?"
"I'm in partial charge of the Danger Room at the moment, actually. Though I'm more of an observer than anything. The students do the work; I just keep 'em on their toes," she chuckled. Then she added, "Well, have you considered asking Miss Tipper to be a counselor? Or perhaps even a music teacher? As a chanter I'm sure you have plenty of experience. And experience trumps age at any hand."
Neena turned as a small asian woman entered the room rather awkwardly right at that moment.
"Oh hello! That;s how i made my big entrance a few months ago!" Neena grinned at that comment. She was glad to know others shared her lack of coordination at times.
The woman recovered quickly and greeted them formally.
"Please excuse me, I didn't mean to interupt. I was just finding my way around the school, and Mrs. Fade said the Kitchen was this way."
"No worries, m'friend, we were just chatting. Please, join us." Neena watched curiously as the woman fiddled with the door for a brief moment, then turned back to her and Raina.
"I'm not familiar with alot of things here, hehe."
"No worries," she replied again with a smile. She returned the bow and held out her hand. "I'm Neena. Nice to meet you. This is Raina," she motioned to the nearby redhead. "Are you one of the students or teachers? If you don't mind me being nosy."
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 9, 2007 20:51:20 GMT -6
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" Singing, using my ability. We had some things going on in the mansion recently... my mutation isn't very strong and i overexerted myself. Such things are to be expected when you live with mutants."
Neena nodded. "Yeah, I noticed the damage. Looks like a wild party got out of control. And true, things tend to be unpredictable 'round us."
"What about you? What's your ability?"
Neena tapped her glasses. "Sensitive eyes that come equipped with a variety of different sights. Telescopic, microscopic, heat, etcetera, etcetera. I'm one of the new teachers."
"and hers? She looks like one of the younger teens here."
"Yes, she is. If I understood it right, her dreams become reality. It looks like she's got a lot of potential," she added thoughtfully. Then she motioned toward Raina's throat. "So, does this happen often to you, or just when you overtax yourself? My grandfather gave me that drink recipe. He would use it after tribal rituals when he sang, and it usually helped fairly quickly. He made the liquor too, but I couldn't tell you how. That particular gallon is about fifteen years old, so its not as potent as what he used. Anyway, depending, I might be able to make you a batch of the remedy to use."
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 7, 2007 23:44:12 GMT -6
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"Oooh, a mutation that has to do with singing? Can't wait to hear that one," Neena agreed warmly. She'd always loved to listen to the villagers sing; it was probably the one thing she missed about her grandfather, other than his cooking, that was.
"Well guys, I'll be right back, gonna put my bags up in a room."
Neena nodded and held up the girl's folder. "All right Deja. I'll just drop this off with Miss Tipper, and she'll get the roommate thing straightened out, 'kay? Welcome to the Mansion!" she added as the girl disappeared.
She glanced at Raina and motioned toward the mug. "I can make you another one of those if you need it. Just be sure you're near a bed by then, 'cause unless you can really hold your liquor, you'll be out before ya know it." She laughed quietly, but she was serious.
"So did you strain your throat singing? Or just got a cold?"
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 6, 2007 23:43:59 GMT -6
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"21 actually... A little younger looking then I am I know, they tell me it'll be good for me in the long run."
Neena chuckled and began extracting ingredients from the various cabinets and cupboards. "Ah, don't worry about it kiddo. It's not how old you look, it's how old you act that get's the reaction that matters." Of course, living by that motto could be the reason some people had a hard time taking the thirty-year-old seriously.
"I'm Raina. I haven't run into you two yet, have you just arrived?"
"Nice to meet you Raina. Yeah, I've only been here a few days. Still getting lost and everything, despite the map," Neena teased. She pulled out the tea pot and filled it with hot water, then added lemon juice, lemon slices, and cranberry juice. "Be right back," she announced, and left the kitchen.
The pot had just started to squeal when she returned, carrying a gallon liquor bottle filled about three quarters of the way with a clear liquid. She winked at Raina. "Special stash for emergencies."
She listened to the girls talk as she pulled the pot off of the eye and filled the mug. The fresh smell of lemon filled the room. She added a spoonful of honey to cut the sour, then added half a shot of the clear liquor. She tasted a spoonful before setting the spoon in the sink.
"Mmm.... Maybe I should make myself one of those...." She licked her lips, and chuckled. She handed the hot mug to Raina. "It's a bit different than the normal toddie, but it usually does the same thing. It might burn going down, but hopefully it'll help a bit."
She began returning things to their places, and set the liquor next to her purse, to be later returned to the locked trunk in her room.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 6, 2007 16:07:59 GMT -6
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Nov 20, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
(OOC: Glad to have you. ;D)
"Cinnamon toast crunch, is my favorite." Neena added that to the list. "Well good luck with that, so when do I get my room?''
"I'll let Miss Tipper know you want a roommate, then she'll let you know when one is matched up. So for now, you can go ahead and pick any empty room on the girls' side, 'kay?" she replied, and winked. "Careful though, you get to enjoy a room to yourself." She was teasing of course.
Neena paused momentarily in her activity as another person entered, a young woman. To Neena's eyes she looked decidedly tired. She didn't seem to notice them at first, her attention focused on the fridge. When she pulled out a bag of carrots, Neena grinned.
"Well, I'm glad to finally see someone eating healthy 'round here for once."
The girl appeared startled. "Wow! Oh Sorry ladies, didn't mean to interrupt!"
"You didn't interrupt," Neena assured her. "We were just making another grocery list. Feel free to add anything to it you'd like. I'll probably be going out again tomorrow." She tilted her head slightly, realizing that the woman's voice was hoarse and tired. "Would you like me to make you some tea for that throat? Sounds like a bit of a cold coming on. Have you seen the DocProf yet?
"I'm Neena, by the way, on of the new teachers. This is Deja, a new student here."
She turned and reached for the mugs and tea bags, trying to find the echinaecia-mint and honey. "Hmm... I can make you a hot toddie. You look old enough for that. At least eighteen, right?"
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 5, 2007 23:16:39 GMT -6
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Neena was glad Deja seemed to be easy-going about things so far.
"So, where are your parents?"
Neena thought about that one. She hadn't thought about her folks in a long time. "Well, come to think of it, I'm not sure exactly. I lost track of them when I came here the first time, and never looked them up when I went back. Hmm.... I guess I should think about doing that one day...." Neena shrugged, then smiled again.
"Also we neeed milk, I'm a cereal kinda person."
"Any particular kind?" Neena pushed off of the counter and began going through the drawers for a pen and paper. She wrote 'Grocery List' in bold letters across the top, added a few things, then stuck it to the fridge with a magnet. Maybe the kids would get the hint if she put it there.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 5, 2007 18:50:08 GMT -6
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"Not that, I know of. It's okay, he's been like that since, i was young..so I've dealt as much as I possibly can. You know what, I've decided to get it over with and go to the danger room. I want to solve my problem fast and be not afraid to hurt others."
Neena got down from off of her knees, and sat on the counter. "Whoa! Take it easy, kiddo," she replied with a soft laugh. "Control's not going to happen overnight. With your type of mutation, we need to talk to Miss Tipper first. She'll know best about how to go about helping you. As for the Danger Room, I can show you around there anytime." She smiled kindly. Not being able to control your mutation had to be hard to deal with.
"Looks like the peanut butter is gone."
Neena glanced back up at the cupoard. "Well, I'm sure I'll be going shopping again. If not tomorrow, the day after. Glad Miss Tipper has a big grocery budget..."
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Sept 5, 2007 18:17:49 GMT -6
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"Well, my father doesnt really know because... He has altimers, so he doesn't remember me at all, he's at a mental facility, for some reason I dont know."
"Alzheimers? Man, that's gotta be rough. I'm sorry to hear that."
"My mother...is the one who sent me to the mansion. She wasnt actually happy about it, but she knew, I had to go. But she acted very weird, when she foundout, like she has had this experience before."
"Really? Hmm..." Neena paused, then asked, "Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
She noticed that there were three opened jars of peanut butter in the cabinet, and no jelly. She shook her head, and wondered what percent of the mansion were teenage boys. If she didn't know any better she'd swear her brother was living there.