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.
It seemed like forever since Lisa last saw Sanctuary. The structure looked very neglected and run down. The great golden doors had been layed inside the entrance. A sign that the building had been visited at least once. Maybe the government had gone snooping around, or perhaps some would be residents were seeking refuge from being registered. Nonetheless, the sight drew out a sigh from Lisa.
As if on que Lisa's cell phone began to buzz in her purse. Retrieving the device she looked at the caller ID. The caller was Syn.
"Hello"
"Hello again Lisa. It's been awhile since we last spoke. How are things going?"
"Things have calmed down for the most part. Very rarely do I hear of any raids or battles between mutants and the humans. It's still rather creepy knowing those death machines are still wandering about though. How are things on your end?"
Syn clenched a fist when Lisa mentioned the robots but she soon relaxed again. "Things aren't going too badly, but they're not exactly going how I'd like to see them progress. A large number of mutants have taken safety in a place called Mondragon Labs. It's a facility ran by a man named Hunter Antonescu. He seems to be the man in charge around here. Thankfully he's allowing us to utilize his resources for the time being, but action is something that seems to occur slowly." Taking a calming breath the girl continued. "Have you seen Sanctuary lately?"
Lisa could hear the frustration in Syn's voice as the girl spoke. Electing to jump to the last topic Syn spoke of Lisa looked up at the structure she stood in front of. "Yes I have. In fact I'm standing at the front entrance as we speak. It's in shambles and needs lots of attention, but the doors are still here."
"Lisa, I want you to get our home fixed back to it's glorious image. I also want improvements to be made as well. We don't need someone to come barging in like they did last time. We need better defenses and security measures. I also have some new additions I'd like to have done."
The tone in Syn's voice changed as she talked about getting Sanctuary fixed up and it lit a spark within Lisa. "I will get it done don't you worry about that, and anything you want to add will be added."
Though Lisa couldn't see it Syn smiled at the response to her instructions. Syn hated humans but there were a few she actually liked and Lisa was at the top of the list. The woman knew her place in things and she could always be relied upon. To ensure this Syn gave Lisa praise. "Very good Lisa. I know you'll get the ball rolling and I'll let you know of the new addition later. I'll leave you to your task. Keep me informed."
"Thank you and I'll get right on it." There was no good bye. There was only the click of the line disconnecting.
Once Lisa was given the task of rebuilding Sanctuary she wasted no time in calling around and getting things started. Most of her calls she made were while she was walking through the structure. Oddly enough the hallways had been picked up. There weren't stray pieces of chairs or blocks of wall laying about. It was as if someone came in and did some picking up. "Well, this will make things a little easier."
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Days later there were crews working round the clock to restore Sanctuary as well as installing new equipment. The great golden doors had been repaired and were now in working order once again. New floors were installed as well as new furniture. The majority of the rooms were refurbished as well unless there was stuff in it from an occupant. Things were looking really good.
When Lisa was able to explain what was going on with the construction she recieved the plans for the new addition. Syn wanted a gothic style cathedral attached to the west side of the building. The outside would have a similar appearance to that of some of the gothic style cathedrals in Europe with gargoyles and pointed spires.
The inside would be a bit different however. Instead of having rows of pews for mutants to sit on it was layed out more like a thrown room with an elaboratly detailed throne as the center piece. The throne was as black as pitch with carvings of skulls and black roses adorning it. There had also been several secret buttons and a secret compartment constructed into the great chair as well. Other fancy chairs lined to the left and right of the large black throne.
The floor of the throne room is covered in black marble. The walls are made out of stone and images of knights being attacked by dragons and demons have been articulately carved into them. Though the room is illuminated by electrical lighting there are still candles in red glass holders placed at the entrance into the cathedral. The lights are kept at a level that gives the throne room a darkened and mysterious look yet visible enough that people won't trip over things.
Lisa shook her head. "This is definitely Syn's style. Only she would want something like this made."
((OOC: Here are some images just to help get an idea of the layout. www.flickr.com/photos/theverynk/2467427049/ This would be lit up by white and red lighting instead of the colors in the video
((OOC: Feel free to post at home my fellow Order members, recruits and anyone else. Things have been cleaned up and most of the rebuilding has been done with only a few minor touches left being attented to.))
Packmaster stalked down the road, giving baleful looks at anyone, human or otherwise, that gave him an odd look.
Not that he could blame them, he realized with a grumble, he did look very out of place. He quickly looked over himself, making sure he hadn't forgotten any of his clothes.
'Nope, camo pants, beat up black leather jacket, and my shades. Everything's here.' He finished his mental check.
He stopped after a while, and noticed the building. If 'Sanctuary' wasn't put about the doors, he would still recognize the doors. Those large, golden doors had stood as a symbol of refuge for Mutants and outcasted humans alike for quite some time.
He frowned. Packmaster had heard about the attack from the robots. He flipped his long dreads away from his face, and walked up to the doors. He tied his dreads into a loose rat-tail as he opened the doors.
"Might as well help out my fellow Mutant." He mumbled, his guttral voice giving the words a growl. "After all, the more members of the pack there are, the higher their survival chances."
With her desk always in a position to notice when the great golden doors opened Lisa spotted a new arrival. She had been organizing her desk making sure she had all the new forms and booklets ready. Lisa's desk was always kept very tidy.
She watched as the figure approached. He was a tall and very well built with camo pants and a leather jacket. Not much clothing in fact but it didn't seem to bother the guy. Lisa smiled as she welcomed him. "Welcome to Sanctuary. I appologize that we're still finishing up our renovations but I assure you that most of the areas are open. So, are you needing a place to stay?"
Packmaster walked over to the woman who had spoken. He looked her up and down, trying to figure out if she was a Mutant or not. Not finding any defineing Mutant characteristics, he just shrugged it off. Until he knew if she was one of his own, he would refrain from flirting with the attractive woman.
"I wanted to talk to the person who runs things for the Mutants here." His growling voice echo'd just a little. "I wanted to add my strength to theirs."
He had a very gruff voice. It was almost as if he was growling when he spoke. Lisa smiled her usual polite smile however. "In a way I run things here. Rather, I'm more of the caretaker of Sanctuary. But, I still need to know if you're going to be staying here. If you are then you will need to fill out a brief form starting with general information as well as explaining your mutation. We try to keep track of residents powers in case special needs are required."
Lisa got a hint of the mentality that this new man had. She had a feeling she should direct him to see Syn.
The always polite Lisa smiled. "I would be glad to help you out. That's part of why I'm here." She pulled out one of the packets and opened it. "Why don't you fill out what you can and then I will assist you with the rest. Lisa could see the look of being uneasy in the man's eyes. "You don't have anything to worry about. We're here to help you feel comfortable in this uneasy world."
Packmasternodded at her, hiding a quick smirk at the embarrassingly cheesy line she had just said, and started filling out the paperwork. He got to the part where he had to write out the dynamics of his Mutation, and stopped, rubbing his eyes.
"All these bloody words are killing me..." He growled, and went back to writing.
Surprisingly, he managed to finish it all by himself. And it was legible!
He walked back over to the desk, and handed the secratary the paper.
"Can you read it ok?" He asked in his growling voice.
While the new guy seemed to struggle with filling out his information Lisa made sure to give him a look periodically. Just to make sure he wasn't having any trouble. She continued her seemingly never ending task of arranging things and making sure there was enough of everything. This was true of ensuring everything within Sanctuary was well stocked. From food items and cooking utensils to basic toiletries and linen. This was to help ensure the comfort of those housed within, but secondly it was to ensure there was enough stuff should Sanctuary ever have to be locked down for one reason or another.
Lisa looked up when she heard the man comment about the words killing him. Though she didn't say anything she was ready to help him if he needed it. This would not be the case however. The man finished all on his own, but he wanted to make sure his scribblings were readable.
Looking over his paperwork Lisa gave an occassional nod as if making mental check marks. "Well, Jeremiah everything looks good. You have an interesting mutation." Pausing for a moment Lisa tapped the paper briefly before returning her gaze to him. "I do have a question though. What happens to the wolves when you don't want or need them anymore? Do they just vanish?"
Packmaster winced a bit at the sound of his birth-name. He hadn't heard it since before his mother died. Another wince was given at the question.
"I re-absorb them. Since it's a painful proccess, I tend to only do so when required." He gave her a bit of a droll look. "And I always want them around. There are times when I prefer their company to any Mutant or Human."
He convieneintly forgot to mention that the sometimes was actually alltimes.
"Well, that sure doesn't sound like a fun experience. Re-absorbing them I mean." Lisa closed the packet and handed Jeremiah a general map of the layout of Sanctuary. "Here you go. That should be it unless there's something lese you'd like to know."
"The sleeping quarters are marked in blue. Just pick a room that doesn't have a name already on it. As for where to eat..." Lisa paused. I think I'll let someone escort you there if you're hungry. Lisa gestured to her right with a slight bob of her head. There stood a girl with long black hair with red streaks wearing a black long sleeve shirt that has a red skull in the center of the chest. She also has on a red mini skirt and black fishnet stockings with black combat boots.
"Jerimiah, allow me to introduce Syn. I'm sure she can answer any further questions you might have as well as guide you around." Syn smiled at Lisa's statement and nodded to Jeremiah. "Welcome to Sanctuary."