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.
Seth smirked and was taken aback by her...attitude. He had never met a girl who did not like being greeted like this, but not everyone was the same. Seth shook his head slowly, adjusting his glasses "You don't look like a princess, but I was raised to treat all women like they were a princess.....even if they do look like an alternative goth model. Looks don't matter, more often than not...people are more than they appear." he said as he took a step back.
"Before I say anything else why don't you tell me more about yourself Nick. Why are you here?"
Seth's eyes flashed a brighter shade of green for a moment as his rage flared suddenly and then cooled. "As for myself, I am here with...these people" he motioned to Jupiter and then looked around puzzled having not seen the rest leave. Jupiter didn't react to her presence so he seems to either deem her no threat, or he knows her. he thought as he analyzed the girl before him "As to why I'm here, I have been trying to determine that myself forever, but it has been a long and fruitless search, so I leave that question to the philosophers." he smirked "Now if what you meant to ask was why am I waiting here with Jupiter, whom you obviously know given your lack of a reaction to his...odd appearance, and his lack of reaction to your sudden appearance, and given the coincidence of him just getting off the phone with someone whom he wanted me to meet...I'm assuming you're either one of Montescue's minions...or the person Jupiter called for." He stared her in the eyes almost as if daring her to try to lie to his eyes.
The soft sounding response that spewed out of Nick's mouth like a festering boil made Syn want to rip his head off. If this gentleman was wanting to be part of the Order then he was off to a poor start. She could just picture the next time they had to fight the X-Men. An image appeared in her mind's eye. It was an image of Nick walking up to Tricity and the other females and kissing each one of their hands. "So, you walk around kissing hands of every female you cross paths with? That's a very dangerous and stupid thing to do. How do you know the person who's hand you're kissing doesn't have some sort of mutation that's passed by skin contact? In my opinion it shows weakness."
"The fact that I didn't scream in horror or that he didn't do anything either is because I know Jupiter and his brothers. They used to ensure things were kept in order around here with new arrivals. That being said you don't seem to believe there's such a thing and intruige nor coincidence. Maybe I came over here because I saw activity that didn't include police or robots. Besides all that I'm not a Montescue minion whoever that is." Syn watched Nick's expressions carefully. She already saw that she had prodded under his skin once now it was time to really test his patience and see how he reacts.
"So, you walk around kissing hands of every female you cross paths with? That's a very dangerous and stupid thing to do. How do you know the person who's hand you're kissing doesn't have some sort of mutation that's passed by skin contact? In my opinion it shows weakness."
Seth growled, this woman was testing his patience...."I don't care if it seems dangerous and stupid to you, you are young and your opinions mean little to me." he said as he straightened himself up. "You can think it shows weakness but enemies are caught off guard when their enemy seems to be a friend." he shook his head slowly as if she was missing an entire spectrum of strategy.
"The fact that I didn't scream in horror or that he didn't do anything either is because I know Jupiter and his brothers. They used to ensure things were kept in order around here with new arrivals. That being said you don't seem to believe there's such a thing and intruige nor coincidence. Maybe I came over here because I saw activity that didn't include police or robots. Besides all that I'm not a Montescue minion whoever that is."
Seth shook his head "No I don't believe in coincidence, nor do i believe in intruige....all things happen because they are willed to happen...there is no chance. As I said before, you came here because you were meant to....rationalize it however you wish but it is the truth." he looked at her, his eyes hardening and his temper quickly rising.
Seth calmed himself down "I am here to do business with whomever is in charge of this establishment....not argue with teenagers. If you have nothing constructive to say nor any so called purpose here then leave. Tonight is not a night I wish to have more blood on my hands." he looked her in the eyes, trying to contain his fury...but it started to slip and his iris' started to spin activating the power he copied from Jupiter.
His skin reddened, and unlike last time, this time he quickly let fall his trench coat so it didn't rip. His shirt and pants tore up to a certain point. His hair remained its long black shiny length and color and his eyes stayed green. Seth huffed as he tried to control the power, succeeding...for the moment. He was an identical copy of Jupiter...except for the long black hair and Green eyes.
Now it was very apparent that she had struck a nerve. Nick's paitence snapped like a toothpick. However, Syn wasn't expecting the hulking transformation that followed. When the process was finished Syn could tell the resemblance to Jupiter and the other clones and she laughed. The huffing from Nick came out in such a way that he was trying to calm himself. Although changing in such a drastic way probably had a great deal of stress as well.
Composing herself from her laughter Syn looked the man over. "You're quite amusing Nick. I may only be a teen but I'm the one who is in charge around here. So I suggest you refrain from any threats." Syn didn't move from her position and constantly kept an eye on Nick. She was about to let him know that she had more power than he might've thought.
"My name is Syn and I understand you have offered to aid us, but if you are going to be a loose cannon then our little meeting may be rather brief. I only allow those who are loyal to join me. In the past things were a little different and we were betrayed by one who used to be with us. I mean to keep that from happening again so I test anyone seeking to join us. Oh, and don't get ahead of yourself in thinking you are one of us right away. Only a select few have had that priveledge."
Walking past Nick's huffing mass Syn sat in one of the chairs that had managed to remain undamaged from the raid. She sat down and crossed her right leg over her left and placed her arms on the arm rests of the chair. "Now then, let's hear what you have to offer."
Seth panted, hard and slow using the breathing exercises that he had learned from his many esoteric studies. He calmed the rage that burnt inside him always, he calmed it...stored it...and kept it locked up inside him. Slowly the red haze faded from his mind and his iris' spun counterclockwise releasing the copied ability. Seth's body shrunk now to normal size, his clothes once more quite ripped but he stood there before Syn proud as ever.
"Unfortunately I can't say it was a pleasure to meet you, Syn." he said as he took his glasses out of his pocket and slowly put them back on, maintaining an aura of scholarly knowledge....even despite his ripped and tattered appearance. "I came to offer my services to the body of mutants that once lived here, the ones that my father's business empire gave so much in grants too...the organization lead by one called Oppressor." he said. "My father is dead now, and his empire is mine to command....I am not as worldly as him though....and I am willing to support Oppressor with my full financial backing....for the humans have gone too far this time...camps, laws, restrictions and registration...." his anger swelled again "They must be stopped."
He flipped out a golden casing from his pocket and deftly opened it and threw its contents at Syn in one swift motion. The piece of card stock flew home into Syn's hand "My business card." Seth said. The card read: Dr. Nicholas Garsha President of Horus Enterprises 1289 Beaker St. 13th Floor Offices
"I assume you speak for Oppressor." He said as his eyes studied her reactions "So I am at your service." he put the golden case back into his pocket as he adjusted his glasses again "Let us end this weak government and institute a government by those who are best to rule....mutants." the contempt for humans in his voice was so apparent he didn't address the matter.
Catching the card and looking it over then looking up to Nick. Syn laughed but it wasn't really directed at Nick so muhch as just finding the whole situation funny. "Yes, I do speak for Mr. King in the matters that involve Sanctuary and those housed within. As for your dislike of our meeting I appologize." The girl stood briefly and did a half bow then sat back down.
The clones moved about but Jupiter remained and seemed interested in the conversation. "I agree that the humans have gone too far and deserve to be punished. So tell me what exactly you are offering besides money to aid us here and what are you a doctor of?"
((OOC: Due to the lack of activity in this thread I'm going to call it closed. I feel that by ending it with Syn asking Nick what he's offering that the rest of the conversation took place so as to not allow everyone to know what was said. So Abyss, Seth and Syn now have an open thread slot))