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.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Nov 15, 2012 16:49:55 GMT -6
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Ashton didn't argue and Quin counted that as a win in her column. Maybe coming here hadn't been a bad idea after all. They were partners, they were friends. Ashton went to cook the bacon, and Quin trailed him, slightly awkward and unsure what to do with herself while he cooked.
"Thanks again." she said suddenly, a frown momentarily crossing her features again.
"You know, for putting up with me showing up with no warning and interfering with your game."
Up she reached, pushing her hair behind her ear as she leaned against the counter top and spoke to her shoes.
"I didn't even realize this was where I was coming until I was knocking on the door."
Posted by Ashton Drake on Nov 15, 2012 18:53:18 GMT -6
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Ashton glanced over one shoulder at her. He smiled. "You'd do the same for me. Except..."
He turned and went back to the bacon, smiling to himself as he let her stew in her curiosity juices until she just had to ask "Except what?"
"Except you'd probably be making health food, instead of frying bacon." He cut her off the second she opened her mouth. Ashton flipped his bacon smugly.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Nov 15, 2012 19:03:54 GMT -6
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"Bacon is health food." Quin said without even the slightest pause. She meant it too. There were exceptions to every rule, and eating bacon was one of them for Officer Archer's usually healthy eating habits.
"I would though..." she said, shifting back to serious. It was apparently a mercurial evening as far as emotions were concerned.
"You know that, right?"
Man, the way that bacon was cooking, their sandwiches would be done in no time. Now where was her beer?
Posted by Quincy Archer on Nov 15, 2012 20:14:20 GMT -6
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As Ashton washed his hands, Quin let her eyes roam around the kitchen. She was looking for something, and she found it. No longer would she stand idle while her partner did all the dirty work.
"I'll make the toast for the sandwiches!" she said. There were, after all, still tomatoes to be cut and lettuce to be washed.
As she found the bread and started toasting pieces, Quin smiled a bit to herself. She was still sad, and if she thought about it enough she could feel the dull ache in her chest that she knew would be around for a while. For now, though, there were only sandwiches and light hearted banter.
Things would get better.
Once the toast was down and browning, the redhead turned back to Ashton. "Need any help with the veggies?"
Posted by Ashton Drake on Nov 15, 2012 20:42:02 GMT -6
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"Yeah," Ashton looked up from his tomato-chopping. "Lettuce should be in the crisper in the fridge. Knives are in that drawer over there." He gestured.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Nov 15, 2012 20:52:32 GMT -6
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And so they made BLT's. The lettuce and tomatoes were chopped, the bacon was dabbed, and the sandwiches were assembled. The end result was two happy people sitting in Ashton's living room with beer and deliciousness.
Quin took a long draw from her beer bottle as the football game played in the background. Neither team was Quin's favorite, but they were competitive with each other and the game was entertaining.
The chair was super comfortable, as was the silence while they watched.
So comfortable, in fact, that after a while, Quin's eyes slipped shut.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Nov 23, 2012 20:28:17 GMT -6
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He didn't notice Quin sleeping at first. A beer was in one hand, a remote control in the other. The crumb-covered plates BLTs had once sat on lay perched on the table. The game was on, and his team was still losing, but it had his focus. Ultimately, it wasn't his eyes that noticed the sleeping. It was his ears.
Ashton blinked. Her head was tilted back, and a sound like a lion was coming from somewhere deep inside of Quin. He wasn't sure where. She was snoring. Ashton shook his head with a quiet laugh. Then, he pushed off his seat and walked into the hallway to snag a blanket from the hall closet. Carefully, kindly, he covered her up with the checkerboard quilt. He left her in her seat, flipped off the game, and went to bed.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Nov 24, 2012 9:40:40 GMT -6
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Quin was the type of sleeper that went from being sound asleep to being wide awake in a manner of moments after leaving the sleep cycle. It was just something that had always been. Her parents had loved it because they'd never had to fight to get her up for school, and it had been helpful for getting to college classes. The alarm had gone off, there was no point in trying to go back to sleep.
The redhead's eyes flew open and for a moment she had no idea where she was. Her neck was cricked at a strange angle though, and someone had covered her with a blanket. Memories of the night before came back in a rush and Quin frowned. Last she knew she'd been watching a game...
Ashton.
Boy he'd been great the night before. Letting her vent, making her food, covering her up when she passed out from emotional exhaustion in his living room. Now, he was nowhere to be found. He'd gone to sleep. Still frowning slightly, Quin pulled the covers back and quietly extricated herself from the warm confines of the chair and tip toed her way to the kitchen. Breakfast was the least she could do..if he had the proper materials.
Opening the fridge and peering in, Quin ignored any bachelor type foods that may have been present and looked straight for the eggs. They existed! So did some bacon, even after last night's BLT's. This was going well. They hadn't eaten all the bread, so there was even material for toast.
Gathering items, and poking around in cabinets, Quin was soon standing over a pan of scrambled eggs, seasoning them yummily and trying to figure out exactly how she was going to wake her partner up if he didn't wake up on his own.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Nov 25, 2012 16:21:11 GMT -6
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Ashton was the type of sleeper who slept super heavily. He was also the type of sleeper who wakes up abruptly when they smell good food. It explained why he suddenly appeared in the kitchen, from out of the hall.
He was wearing a blue bath robe over his PJs, which were a white undershirt and boxers, that Quin wasn't allowed to see. And since he'd just woken up, he was wearing his glasses. Contact lenses were a pain.
He twirled a finger in one ear and said sleepily "Something smells good."
Posted by Quincy Archer on Nov 25, 2012 16:30:59 GMT -6
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Oh good, Ashton let her off the hook. There he was in all his morning glory, bathrobe and all.
Man he was old school.
Quin had to laugh as she shook her head, "To be honest, I was impressed by your selection of herbs and spices."
She paused, "I also stole some half & half. It makes the scrambled eggs fluffier than regular milk." Speaking of which, they were actually just about done.
"I made them the way I've been making them since I learned how to cook eggs. Don't ask what's in them, just taste them and tell me what you think. Bacon is on the plate over there." she gestured with the spatula in her hand and offered Ashton one of the plates she'd found while digging around in his cabinets.
"Coffee should be brewing any time." she said, and as if on cue, the coffee maker sputtered to life and began filling the pot.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Nov 25, 2012 16:43:09 GMT -6
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Well, his collection of salt and pepper was pretty impressive. He did have barbecue spices, though, so he wasn't sure if she was being sarcastic. He smiled and rubbed the back of his head, either way. And realized he probably needed a shave. He scratched his chin to be sure. Yep.
She was little miss home economics. He approved. And she'd made coffee.
"Aren't I the lucky one?" Ashton murmured.
>>"Least I could do. That chair was comfortable."
He played out a bow. "Chez Ashton is grand."
>>"I didn't know you wore glasses."
He smirked up at her. "Wait till you see the bill."
Posted by Quincy Archer on Nov 25, 2012 16:48:38 GMT -6
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Quin laughed again, removing the eggs from heat. Ashton was capable of dishing up his own eggs. He was obviously grateful that she'd made breakfast. Just like she was grateful that he'd let her sleep and covered her up with that blanket.
As for the bill...
" I thought that this would settle us up. You let me sleep, I provide you with sustenance."
Posted by Ashton Drake on Nov 25, 2012 17:32:39 GMT -6
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Ashton pretended to make a big deal of it, rubbing his beard, glancing away, and considering it for a moment. "Yeah," He decided, moving for the cupboards to grab himself some plates. "Yeah, I suppose that works for me. But only on one condition."
He inserted himself between her and eggs, dishing up one plate, then another. He held one of the plates out for her, waiting on her reply.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Nov 25, 2012 17:38:12 GMT -6
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There. They were even. Quin had already started thinking past that precise moment when Ashton moved between her and the eggs. How old was that bathrobe, she wondered. It wasn't that it looked particularly ratty or anything, but it had that comfortable, well-worn kind of look to it. Like it was soft.
Ashton offered her a plate and she took it, contemplating conditions.