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.
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Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 11, 2008 23:38:44 GMT -6
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Nov 20, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
Sara had grown adept at keeping herself calm; only a few flecks of grey wisped through Iris's hair as they rose, and her nails didn't reflect her friend's claustrophobia at all.
About halfway up, Starling's eyes suddenly widened.
"You have birds here?!" she blurted out, to her mother's surprise, sending waves of yellow through her moody hair. Iris didn't think there were birds other than penguins in Antarctica, and wasn't expecting them to be so close right off of the bat.
The little girl darted off of the elevator as soon as the door whooshed open, followed closely by her mother.
"Oh my...."
Iris's gaze was pulled away from her daughter, and up. And up, and up, and up! She wasn't sure what she'd been expecting, but this was not it. She had a sudden imagry of what the City of Atlantis might have been, had it been made of ice. The frosted bubble-like dome overhead surely would have been at home underwater. She couldn't see any form of lighting, yet the area was well lit. Also she felt quite warm in her bundled clothing, indicating the inside temperature had been regulated as well. This was definitely a work of art of a number of elementals.
The spiral staircase at its center, leading upward, at least seven floors that she could see, immediately made her dizzy. Her eyes were drawn in numerous directions by flashes of movement everywhere, and she wasn't sure where to begin.
A squeal nearby momentarily quickened her heart, until she recognized the excitement at its core. Iris' eyebrows shot up in amazement to find her daughter surrounded by a flock of birds. Not penguins, but actual flying birds, sparrows from the look of it. They fluttered around the little girl, landing for a few brief moments, before taking flight again. A number of them argued with each other over perch space on her shoulders and arms.
"I'm Starling! Nice to meet you, too!" the little one was saying. "You all live under the ice?!"
Iris shook her head and looked at Garrett and Peter, and then at Sara, at a loss for words.
Sara felt her heart speed up as the lift jumped to life. Making her stomach feel like it sank through her innards. Ok once things were sorted out, Sara should take a potty break. She found herself biting into her lower lip, harder, Her ears flicked back, but her eyes closed, and she started forcing herself to settle down again and slow her breathing. They were almost there. Sara… Such a big sissy. She thought to herself.
"You have birds here?!"
Sara opened her eyes in time to see Starling run out, and the sounds of her friends and the smells, came. She followed the sounds to Starling, and smiled, before taking in the rest of the sights. “It’s beautiful.” Sara could feel her artistic side, jealously, memorizing the beauty, so she could take aspects of it, into her art, back at PAX.
Sara walked out a head of them for a moment, Trying to see the city, from a different angle. To better admire it’s beauty. “This place is more impressive than my imagination allowed me to think was possible.” Sara admitted very truthfully. She had expected them to be doing well, but also, she expected things to be more primitive.
Garrett looked over at Peter, who mirrored his look of amusement at Starling and the ladies. Everyone had that look of awe when they first arrived. Garrett wished he still had it, but was so overrun with duties that he really didn't have time to smell the roses. Peter stepped up to Garrett for an aside." Mind if I head home for awhile? I think you have this covered. You know how I hate the tour guide business." Garrett chuckled and nodded. " Ladies, Peter is going to leave us for now to attend to things he had left behind. We'll see him again, of course, when you return to the States."
Peter bowed in Shaolin fashion to the ladies." It was an honor and pleasure to meet all of you. I'll see you later." With that, he disappeared into the hustle and bustle of the Colony. Garrett took a deep breath before beginning the tour, doing his best not to sound like a recording. " The encased staircase above us goes to the highest point of the Colony. It is an observation deck and lookout tower. While we have residents who can sense things without sight, there's never anything wrong with simply looking around. This general area is known as the Hub. Imagine a wheel, with us at the center. There are eight tunnels around us which lead to the smaller domes of the structure. We will visit them all, of course. Or whatever you decide."
He led them over to the miniature model of the Colony, crafted of ice and showing a cutaway and small labels emblazoned on each dome. Garrett pointed there location out and then began to explain the functions of the other domes." The smaller domes you can see here are where the bulk of business occurs. First, there is medical. That is where I work, of course, along with my nurse Rita. Next one is Harvest, where we produce and maintain the staples of food here. As far as the non meat products go, anyway. Those are produced at the Farm dome, over here. There is also the Market dome, where residents barter and trade for goods and services. For the most part, we work as a unit, but this gives them a way to prosper as well as find an outlet should they be artists and the like. Next to the Market is Energy, where we keep many of the turbines and arrays that transfer the energy from our wind fields and solar collectors outside. This dome here is one of the more popular ones, obviously. Recreation. Everyone needs a break now and then. Which leaves us with Education, where new arrivals are taught our ways and and basic knowledge of the area and our peaceful methods. This last dome up front is the Lobby, where we meet new arrivals and screen them for Haywire. Speaking of, I'll need some samples from the three of you, so if you would follow me to Medical, please."
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 12, 2008 23:46:01 GMT -6
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Nov 20, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
Assured that Starling was safe for the moment, Iris bowed and waved her goodbyes to Peter, then followed Garrett to the Colony display. Her head twisted back and forth, picking out the applicable tunnels and domes as he described their functions.
In her mind she listed the various areas according to interest for PAX students. The Market dome drew her interest, because of her desire to meet the resident artists. Education and Harvest ranked quite closely, for obvious reasons. She wondered if there might be a chance for more than just a tour available for the students; a sleepover or lab-type working week would be a wonderful experience for the kids.
"This last dome up front is the Lobby, where we meet new arrivals and screen them for Haywire. Speaking of, I'll need some samples from the three of you, so if you would follow me to Medical, please."
She winced slightly at the mention of Haywire; she'd had so many brushes with that nastiness it was almost funny anymore. And it brought back memories of her husband, as well....
She turned, and looked around. "Starling! C'mon, Sweetpea. We need to make a quick stop. You can chat with your friends later!"
" 'kay!" The flock of feathered critters dispersed quickly. As the little girl trotted over, however, on small creature circled her head. "Can I bring Jibby? He's not finished showing me around yet?" she asked, referring to her ability to see the images in the bird's mind.
Iris glanced at Garrett for confirmation before agreeing. "As long as Doctor Wills says it okay."
She turned to see how Sara was reacting, knowing her friend didn't care much for medical procedures.
Peter was leaving and when he bowed, Sara returned the gesture. Graceful in the movement and obviously much more relaxed now that they were out of the underground, and the elevator business was done with. With Peter gone, Sara turned her attention to the miniature of the done. Bending her knees so that her eyes were level with the miniature, as Garrett pointed out the different areas. It was odd seeing the areas closer to them, that they were closest to, and Sara admired the ice maker’s eye and attention to detail.
"This last dome up front is the Lobby, where we meet new arrivals and screen them for Haywire. Speaking of, I'll need some samples from the three of you, so if you would follow me to Medical, please."
Sara sighed, and she felt Iris’s eyes shift her way. She had been expecting this, a test of some sort. She didn’t lift her gaze to meet Iris’s though. Doing that would mean she had worried because she had something to worry about. Sara was currently convincing herself she had nothing to worry about.
Slowly, with concentrated grace, Sara stood up. “Mind if I’m tested first?” Sara asked Iris as they began to move to the next area. Sara was most definitely not nervous. As long as she kept this frame of mind and didn’t look at what was being done. She just wanted to get it over with. Before she had time to think. She had handled the underground, she could handle this.
(I don’t know how Sara’s healing will effect getting a sample. lol)
Garrett turned to walk toward the tunnel to Medical when little Starling had made her request to bring her new friend. The little girl's mutation was obvious and was a helpful and interesting one. He got down on his haunches in front of the young girl. " I think it'll be alright to bring Jibby. Just make sure he stays there with you and behaves himself., okay?" He smiled at Starling and then Iris, nodding. He rose back to his feet and turned to Sara as they began walking.
" I think you'll be pleasantly surprised at our testing protocols, Sara. As many of our residents came from varied backgrounds, many share the mutant's general distrust of procedural medicine. I can assure you, once you see the device, you should feel at ease. Not that you don't now." He generally joked with nervous adults about suckers, but since Sara seemed to be holding herself together, he decided to skip the corny mannerisms and remain professional. They walked up to the metallic doors of the infirmary, which opened at their proximity. The office wasn't too busy, with just a few people seated in the waiting area, all seemingly relieved to see their regular doctor.
" As you can see, Medical is one of the few places here that has actual structural integrity outside of the ice. I felt it was necessary both in emergency situations and also for health reasons. If you will excuse me for a moment?" Garrett greeted the few patients in the office and disappeared around a corner, gathering the tester and his doctor's coat from his office, leaving his business jacket in the locker. Rita approached him and updated him on the current cases and reassured him that all was well.
He came back to find the three waiting for him, so he moved them to one of the exam rooms, leaving the door open for Sara's sake. He sat down on a stool in the room, producing a small black circular object. " This, Ladies, is my own patented Haywire tester. It works in a similar manner to a blood sugar tester used by diabetics. Just a simple prick should do." He turned the face of the device to them and showed them how it operated, the small button that pushed the lancet out, the LED screen that posted results. " Since you are my friends, I will allow you to use the device on yourselves. I loaded it up already. I believe you wanted to go first, Sara? He handed the device to Sara and waited.
" I think you'll be pleasantly surprised at our testing protocols, Sara. As many of our residents came from varied backgrounds, many share the mutant's general distrust of procedural medicine. I can assure you, once you see the device, you should feel at ease. Not that you don't now."
Sara tilted her head curiously. Was she really that transparent? When they reached the smaller room and he left the door open, she decided that she was. Ears flicking back in slight disgust with herself.
This, Ladies, is my own patented Haywire tester. It works in a similar manner to a blood sugar tester used by diabetics. Just a simple prick should do."
Sara watched carefully as the device was demonstrated. “Just a little prick.” Sara repeated, softly, to herself. Ok she could do that. No little needles. But a prick. Heck if he really wanted her to stab herself, she could do that. A smile drifted across her lips.
" Since you are my friends, I will allow you to use the device on yourselves. I loaded it up already. I believe you wanted to go first, Sara? “
Sara leaned forward and took the device. She jabbed herself then turned it in her hand, so that it could take in the test, and… nothing happened. “Ummm.” Ok so she had to do the test a little faster. Sara put in a sterile lance, reset the little device, and jabbed herself again. Her fingers flicked, and the device was turned again to collect the needed blood sample only to have her flesh heal where the lance had entered her skin.
Sara repeated the process again and again, trying the skin around her scar on her right wrist. The skin from her paw pads on her palm, the skin on her arm, through her fur. Each time she healed completely, before she could collect enough blood for the test and each time, she had to reset up the lancets. Finally, the last time that Sara failed to set the test of right, her jaws snapped forward for her right hand.
Sara sank her teeth around the index knuckle of her left hand. There was a swift and slight jerk of her head, as she flinched from the pain of her teeth, but that didn’t stop her from finishing the test. Her teeth pulled away showing crater, in the back of Sara’s hand, where her fang had entered. Just deep enough to be considered a gash, but not nearly as deep as Sara actually could bite. She could have removed half of her hand, if she hadn’t of been careful.
The device was shoved into place, just before the hole could close in around it. “There ya’ go.” Sara showed Garrett the screen. Negative.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 15, 2008 21:41:00 GMT -6
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Nov 20, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
Starling beamed as her new friend was allowed to accompany them. The little sparrow perched atop the girl's dark hair as the quartet made their way to the Medical area. Iris's own eyes turned a bit grey-blue with her own discomfort. It wasn't that she was afraid or nervous; medical areas just brought back so many unpleasant memories, the majority of them saddening. But she remained outwardly at ease.
“Mind if I’m tested first?” Sara asked. Iris shook her head and smiled.
"Not at all. That's fine."
" As you can see, Medical is one of the few places here that has actual structural integrity outside of the ice. I felt it was necessary both in emergency situations and also for health reasons. If you will excuse me for a moment?"
Iris glanced around at the other patients as they waited. She noticed an older man seated away from the others, twisting a thin, silver case nervously in his hands. As usual, her daughter proved her own uninhibited spirit, and made her way over to the man.
"Why are you sitting alone?" Starling asked. "Are you new here, too?"
The man looked up in surprise, then nodded. Starling grinned. "So are we. We gotta be tested for 'Hairwiry'. Doctor Willis said it was pro... proco.... pro-co-tal." She frowned at herself, knowing she hadn't said that right. "Momma, what's 'procotal'?"
"Pro-to-cal, Sweatpea. It means everyone has to do it."
The man seemed worried, his eyes shifting toward the door uneasily. Starling looked up, crossing her eyes at the bird on her head.
"Jibby says the poke doesn't even hurt. And its fast."
Iris chuckled, and tuned out the rest of the conversation. She did notice, however, that by the time Garret returned, the shy man appeared much more confident, and Starling was grinning. She called her daughter to her side. The little one waved at the man, then held something up for her mother to see.
"Look, Momma! He made it for me!"
Garrett was speaking again, so Iris nodded and put a finger to her lips. 'I look in a minute, 'kay?' she mouthed. Starling nodded enthusiastically, and turned to listen as well.
" This, Ladies, is my own patented Haywire tester. It works in a similar manner to a blood sugar tester used by diabetics. Just a simple prick should do. Since you are my friends, I will allow you to use the device on yourselves. I loaded it up already. I believe you wanted to go first, Sara?[/i]
For once, Sara's healing abilities proved a hindrance, rather than a helper, keeping any blood from being drawn. Iris, as well as the bird, jumped a bit in surprise when her friend chomped on her own hand to finally draw the needed blood. Starling frowned, but only because of Jibby's reaction.
"Of course she's not going to eat you. She's not a kitty-cat cat. She's my teacher. She won't eat my friends. Don't be silly, Jibby."
Iris jumped again, more at the sound than anything, when it came to her turn, and the lancet snapped out. Starling didn't even flinch. Her feathered friends at home bit harder than that little poker could. Both Srisai girls tested negative.[/color]
Garrett watched as Sara began hitting herself with the device, cleaning and changing lancets each time. He had dealt with testing healers before, but she seemed so set on gettting it right that he made no effort to stop her. He hated that medicine had made him into a pencil pusher, but whereas regular countires and states had volumes of paperwork to struggle through, an unaffiliated colony populated with mutants only only made matters worse in the paperwork department.
So rather than be amused by the process, he was actually calculating the price of lancets, as trivial as it might seem. Fortunately, she chose to take a bite out of her knuckle, which worked just as well. He was quite pleased that the results were negative, though, as he saw the blood hit the examination room's floor. He smiled back at her. " You know, I would have been happy to provide a scalpel for that. My own nurse Rita is a healer, though I must admit, she doesn ot heal as fast as you. I had to cut her to test her myself. Anyway, glad you turned out alright."
Garrett chuckled a bit at Starling's side of the conversation with the sparrow. " I suppose no matter how far we come in relations, cats and birds are just decidedly not going ot get along. Thank you for testing, Ladies. We have kept the virus at a minimum here. The conditions outside kill it before it has a chance to affect us through air or water, so we must screen all new arrivals to ensure we isolate any carriers, for the sake of the colonists. Believe me, an airborne strain inside the dome would be catastrophic. I'm sure you can imagine. Let's continue, shall we?"
He waved at Rita, who merely smiled her winning plastered smile as a form of scenery. Surely she was fuming at his lack of presence of late. Garrett merely tried to ignore it for the time being. As the walked back toward the hub, he spoke more. " Next we will head to Harvest and Energy. Oh, while I am thinking of it, should your tours work out with your students, they will all need to be tested for the virus each time they visit. I know it may seem extreme, but rules are rules. Even I test myself when I am gone." He turned and headed down the corridor toward Energy, the less interesting of the two to come.
Sara bit into herself and tried to balance her hand so that the blood didn’t spill far. The bleeding stopped as abruptly as it had started and there were only a few drops that made it to the floor. Sara’s blood could be scene thickening at the cut, as is clotted then the skin closed around the crater beside her knuckle, and the scar that had raised up, over the hole, smoothed out. Fur was then slowly replacing the area, and Sara had little trouble cleaning the rest of the blood up.
"Of course she's not going to eat you. She's not a kitty-cat cat. She's my teacher. She won't eat my friends. Don't be silly, Jibby."
“Of course not” Sara said with a glance to the bird. Sort of sorry she hadn’t turned away when she bit herself. At least for Iris’s sake. “You guys have too many tiny bones.”
" You know, I would have been happy to provide a scalpel for that. My own nurse Rita is a healer, though I must admit, she doesn ot heal as fast as you. I had to cut her to test her myself. Anyway, glad you turned out alright."
Sara shrugged, with an apologetic look. “I don’t know if I would have gotten a sample with that even. Not without either cutting deeper, or hitting n artery. With me, clean cutes heal much faster than torn ones.” And if they didn’t heal right away, the two cleanly cut sides of two wound healed together and worked to stop the bleeding faster. Torn ones, like what her teeth had done, was a sure thing. The way bullets entered one’s body, when they had entered Sara’s body, had taken her several minutes to heal, enough to move. But that was in the past.
Garrett went on explaining about the way they avoided the haywire virus, and Sara nodded. Her chin dipped with the memory of how hard the virus had hit her and those around her. “you certainly have thought of a lot in the colony. It will be good for our students to be checked for Haywire as much as possible, Weather they are coming here for the field trip or not.”
They began to walk and Sara had a question for him, as they made their way to the harvest. “What do you do if someone with haywire does get this far into the colony, and test positive?”
Garrett chuckled a bit at the mention of the protocol here and how it had been thought through. In reality, those that led the Council were blind. They had come down here to be arctic ostriches, their heads buried in snow rather than sand. It had been Garrett's own push to enforce a colony-wide testing schedule and put the gears in place for a plan that demanded new arrivals be tested. In the Council's collective mind, since they were where they were, they would be safe. It was just stupid.
" Thank you for your compliments. To be honest, normally no one would ever make it in this deep without a test. I felt though that your own credentials were good enough for me. I am the only person involved in the enforcement procedure, which, I guess, would be me immobilizing someone and quarantining them." Sad but true. As many colonists among them that were volunteers, as many were simply trying to live alone and not contribute. It would probably the ultimate downfall of the place. He tried to keep his mind on the current situation.
Energy and Harvest domes were linked together by an icy tube with steps in it. This was in the unlikely event that the light manipulators were out of service that sun and heat lamps could be moved over easily, the lines running through the tube. " Energy here is the dome that contains all of our electrical generators, which power devices that we can't do just yet on our own. A work in progress. The energy is clean, as it comes from about 300 acres of land that we own out there that is completely dedicated to wind power. Antarctica is the windiest place on Earth, so why not harness that advantage?"
They moved through the icy tunnel that was spanning the two domes. Stepping out onto a large platform, the senses were soothed with various delectable sights and aromas. High in the top of the dome were suspended seated devices that collected and amplify the harvesters in the seats. There were all sorts of trees, berry bushes, corn and the like. This dome was easily as large as the main dome. An agricultural sphere. Garrett turned to his guests." Perfecting the growth in here is still something we haven't attained. However, we have the bulk of the staples here in this dome. We are going to have to expand, however, since the population is expanding. Light and plant manipulators sit up in the area at the top, overseeing growth from here and others doing so below. Among the trees and crops, you may see people moving about. These are , among other things, harvest and plant manipulators, plant empaths and controllers. We have been experimenting with using the melt-off of the ice dome as a water source for the plants, making it more sustainable. Another work in progress."
He turned on his heel, moving back toward the main tunnel to the entrance and then stopped. Turning again to face them he spoke. " I apologize for being short. Did you have any questions about those areas? I suppose giving tours is not my forte."
" Thank you for your compliments. To be honest, normally no one would ever make it in this deep without a test. I felt though that your own credentials were good enough for me. I am the only person involved in the enforcement procedure, which, I guess, would be me immobilizing someone and quarantining them."
Sara let the corners of her mouth turn up. “Thank you but for future visits, please treat us like the rest. It would be better for the students that way too.” She glanced around as they walked. “Though I hadn’t realized that our credentials were that highly thought of.” At least by Garrett.
As Garrett explained about the energy, Sara nodded her head. Wind power was a good thing. She was born in Michigan, and sometimes visited just for old memories. She’d often wished that Michign had picked up on wind power sooner because of all the air currents that came across it’s lakes. After all. Waist not, Want not.
They moved on to the harvest dome, and Sara continued following Garrett. Just a step behind him. He was right about her seeing people among the trees, and She counted a group of five, some yards to their right. It was odd in this dome for her. She sort of felt at home, in an odd way. Her senses meshed with the atmosphere and she could easily pick out the different workers, on sight, smell, and the sounds they made in the trees. Her ears flicking back and forth to listen to the different sets of communication as the walked.
“Actually you’re quite good at the tour so far.” Sara complimented. “you’re highly informative.”
She stopped just before they left the harvest dome and turned to look back at all the plants. “We have some advanced students interested in inventing and science. Perhaps we could present them with some of the projects and things you’re colony is working to improve and see what they come up with. If you don’t mind that is. You really never know what they will come up with. It could end up helping you out as much as them visiting here, would help us.”