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 Erik Volkov on Jul 15, 2018 18:27:47 GMT -6
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Now that he had time to reflect he couldn't believe how sideways everything had gone. It was supposed to have been a simple retrieval job if one narrowed it down to its simplest terms. And technically he hadn't done anything really wrong except defend himself. Even with all that said and done his considered his problems minor when compared to the task of helping Jeremy get a new life. The first sound thing he had done was get him to the medical area of the place and have him checked out and his various injuries well documented for just in case purposes. Even if it took a bit of pushing the doctors away and telling them he was fine despite his dried blood on his back and showing through what was left of his shredded sweatshirt that was more akin to an apron at this point. Even bits of his jeans had been peppered not to mention the mess of matted blood and hair that was the back of his head. He had texted Lee with a simple message 'Emergency need help. Sanctuary.' Not wanting to explain the entirety of it over the phone or text and figuring like most sane people she would be just getting up, hopefully. HIs second act had been to order himself pizza to be delivered because he felt he earned that much to himself and the kid probably haven't anything good in ages.
Now he was stuck pacing out front of the door like a worried parent waiting for someone to talk to him or more appropriately talk him down from his current antsy attitude. Having to wave away someone who insisted they check on him "After the kid is all checked up you guys can poke and prod me all you want. For now leave me be!" Unable to help a loud grumble even as logically he knew they were just good people trying to make sure he was ok. He would just have to remember to apologize later, not that he thought anyone could fault him for his current mindset if they knew what sort of morning he had! Plus he was always a bit grumpy when he was hungry and swore under his breath wondering where either Lee or his pizza was.
Lee could smell her coffee brewed beside her on the nightstand, and she heard her alarm blaring, but she hadn’t yet dug up enough energy to reach out when she heard the distinct noise of a text coming through on her phone. Lee frowned. Who would be texting her at this time? She doubted it would be Blaine, he knew that mornings were slow and rough for her. Plus, he was very rarely up at this time, either. And there was no reason Tarin would be texting at this time, Kevin had been with her the night before, and anything else could surely wait until after coffee if it wasn’t important enough for an actual call.
Once she finally checked her phone (after shutting off her alarm and drinking her coffee), Lee frowned again. Erik had texted about an emergency at the Sanctuary but had given her zero details. Nothing from Devon, nothing from the Sanctuary itself, just from Erik. A personal emergency.
So Lee got herself and Kevin ready, including more coffee for the trip, loaded them into the car, and drove to the Sanctuary. Luckily the early hour meant that the roads weren’t that bad yet. Then, making a couple of inquiries after she got there, Lee walked through the hallways with Kevin.
And stopped dead once she caught sight of Erik. ”Why don’t you go see if you can find some breakfast?” Lee asked, turning to her son. Then, not moving until Kevin had walked around a corner, Lee made her way over to the young man that had asked for help. ”What happened?”
Posted by Erik Volkov on Jul 16, 2018 18:08:02 GMT -6
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Erik hadn't even hear the small exchange between her and her son a she paced back and forth. Hearing someone moving to speak with him he turned "I told you-" Cutting himself off a she realized it wasn't the annoying well intentioned 'nurse'. The normally well spoken young man halted as all the things he needed to say jammed into his brain all at once making his mouth hang open a moment before he took a deep breath and trying not to keep pacing with all the effort he could muster. Regardless of whatever self control he thought he had his first words blurted out with a heavy russian accent "I zink I just kidnapped someone." Crap that sounded terrible! "I mean maybe!" He quickly added before she could get all judgemental with him.
"There was this kid and then there were bad guys with knives and bats then a shotgun. He was going to kill him!" The energy returned to his legs and he started pacing again as he tried to sort out everything in a more logical manner. "I brought a mutant kid back with me here. Bad shape all abused and stuff. Wouldn't leave without a keepsake from his mom so I snuck into his house to get it and it all went crazy town." Almost running a hand through his hair before stopping realizing what a mess THAT would be. "Got the doctor checking him out now, but I would guess a busted eye socket and bruised or cracked ribs for sure." The pace of voice quick and clipped and if he was objective of himself he was probably coming down from his adrenaline high and in a bit of shock from his encounter and imagined brush with death.
Lee stood looking at Erik after she asked her question. He almost looked like he was in shock. Though, based on the blood he had on him, that could be very likely. Then he spoke, and Lee could only blink at him for a moment. ”What do you mean you think you kidnapped someone?” she asked. Either he had kidnapped someone, or he hadn’t. There really was no in between, was there?
At least once he opened his mouth, Erik started explaining, and Lee listened closely. It sounded like a rescue to her, though Lee knew from experience that others might not see it that way. Not since it was a mutant, multiple mutants, involved.
And then Erik started pacing, and Lee was able to see the extent of the blood, and the shreds that his clothing had been torn to. ”My god, Erik!” Lee exclaimed, moving toward the younger mutant. ”Are you ok? Why haven’t you let the doc-” Lee’s words cut off abruptly as she reached a hand out, gingerly moving a strip of cloth so she could see his back.
A back that, despite the vast amount of blood present on his clothing and skin, looked to be completely undamaged. ”You heal,” Lee said after another few moments, letting her hand drop. Then she turned her eyes back to Erik’s face. ”Are you ok?”
Posted by Erik Volkov on Jul 22, 2018 13:09:51 GMT -6
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>> "My god Erik!"
His eyes almost bulged out of his head at that little exclamation, freezing and looking suddenly around. "What?! Oh." Realizing she had just noticed what probably amounted to too much blood for a normal person to bleed. The doctor. The annoying helpful doctor whom he would have to apologize to once he was done with the Jeremy. He kept still so she could look at the damage or lack of. Erik almost didn't believe it himself.
"Am I ok?" He wasn't entirely sure he could answer that question and he couldn't meet her gaze as she looked at him. "Physically sure. Mentally? No. I know I can heal, but how much? What if all would have taken was one more shot? My power is the sort where you learn your limit by dying. I feel like I should be dead, but I am not. Granted it is not my first time being shot, but still! I wouldn't recommend it!" his was trying hard to keep calm and he reached out a dirty hand to the wall to keep himself grounded, relishing in the cool surface for a moment as he took in a deep breath.
"Now we have this kid that needs our help and I am most likely a criminal for doing so. Can he even stay here without causing trouble for this place? Hell! Can I?"
At least Erik recognized that there was a difference between being physically alright and mentally and emotionally alright after something happened. Despite being shot, and the amount of blood, his body was alright, Lee had seen that his skin had healed behind the shreds of cloth that had once been a sweatshirt. But that didn’t mean that Erik was alright.
”You’re right, getting shot is never good,” Lee said softly. She knew that from experience. And though she couldn’t heal like Erik did, thankfully circumstances had worked out perfectly to bring her back. ”And hopefully you never find that limit.”
Then Erik started worrying about whether he or the kid he had rescued could even stay at the Sanctuary without causing problems. Lee couldn’t stop the slight smile that curled her lips. Despite what he had gone through that night already, he was worried about the problems he might have just caused for her and the Sanctuary. ”No, probably not,” she admitted. Then continued quickly before Erik had a chance to freak out even more. ”But this place has been full of mutants for years. Unfortunately, problems come part and parcel with that. But I’m sure it’s nothing that we can’t deal with.
“How about we go check to see how the boy is doing?”