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.
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The seat at the bridal party table gave ranger a large view of the room. There was very little behind him and everything in front. From that position he could convert the table into a barricade to protect the couple. There also was the added benefit of him being seated to eat as he watched the room, and give his wound a chance to get a break.
At one point the same tall Korean man who had advised the Ranger of the grooms arrival came by and briefly spoke to him. He just wanted to inform the Ranger the unpleasantness with gunfire earlier had been handled and he thanked the Ranger for assisting in the bride recovery.
And nothing exciting happened. No attacks, not even someone getting to drunk and making a scene. Though some people were getting extremely lit.
The dinner done the evening moved to the dances. The couple no longer behind the table the Ranger rose and made his way around the table. He would keep where he could make it to the groom in a moment's notice. One thing the Ranger could say about the kid, he knew how to dance. He'd worked a couple other weddings and yankees just didn't seem to know how to partner dance properly. Though to be fair, some of the people back home were the same.
Casually making his way around the dance floor, the Ranger scanned those watching. No new faces in the crowd, no one looking hostile. He looked off to the exits and the landing on the second level. Only other guards.
When the Ranger made his way around to where Noel was he stopped. He checked his watch and said, "Two hours an' they'll do the send off. Abe is still bein' sat on, lets hope he stays put until then." After that it didn't matter. The Ranger would leave and Abe forgot why he came so it wasn't like he would pursue the kids.
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Two hours more of watching a party they were neither invited to or allowed to participate in. All the dancing had to have increased the ambient temperature by a few degrees. The Ranger got a half smile without any humor as she took a moment to watch the dance floor with him. It was inefficient for them both to point their eyes in the same direction, but some of those people had no shame. She was embarrassed by just watching.
"I should go help with Abe, but they didn't hire me knowing that I can dig in people's brains." And she certainly wasn't about to tell them what it could, in theory, cost her.
A few kids dashed under and between tables, playing some mixture of tag and hide-n-seek beneath the table cloths. When a kid ducked under the bride and groom's table there were much excited oohing and ahhing.
An ancient and wrinkled man— or woman? Noel wasn't sure since they were wearing some kind of ceremonial dress-type thing— came up to the Ranger and Noel to tell them a story about way back when. Apparently they hadn't looked busy enough.
The party continued. Eventually the DJ called for an all skate and started playing more pop music. The Ranger groaned, but the guests seemed to appreciate it. The dance floor became the place to be. And the place to do whatever it was they were doing. “...Bumping around, gyrating, and making an ass of oneself...” to quote Company.
To the Ranger it was just a train wreck of dancing and like a train wreck he kept watching. Eventually he realized Noel was watching it too. Hopefully the rest of the security detail was not as transfixed as they were.
Noel broke the spell by speaking, “I should go help with Abe, but they didn’t hire me knowing that I can dig in people’s brains.”
The Ranger looked over to her and shrugged, ”He won’ like what happens if he tries t’ stir up trouble again. If you think you can keep him down migh’ be worth a shot. Y’re way’ll scare the guests less.”
Out of the corner of his eye, the Ranger saw kids run under the bridal party table. He was about to go shoe them away when someone in ceremonial garb approached him and Noel. While the elderly...person spoke, the Ranger kept glancing over to the table where the kids had still not materialized from.
After a few minutes into the less than riveting story, the Ranger excused himself. The ancient speaker took offense to this. The Ranger wasn’t 100% sure of this, but the tone of the sentence they spoke in Korean was a pretty solid clue. He threw out an apology as he slipped off.
When he reached the table, the Ranger stuck one arm under the table cover and withdrew a little Korean boy holding his case. ”That ain’t a toy, Son.” He reached and took the case from the boy who ran off. A moment later a whole herd of small humans The Ranger looked at the combination dials, they’d been turned.
As the Ranger bent down to slide the case back under the table a call came over the radio. “That Abe guy is up and yelling.”
The Ranger looked across the dance floor to Noel and mouthed, ”You or me?” when he said me he raised the case and put his hand on it to indicate that is what he had in store for Abe.
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Could she keep him down? Yeah. Almost definitely. Noel turned to go, but then oldie came and the Ranger scooted out of the social vice that was tightening. The old person didn't like it and so Noel's escape was cut off in the name of not having to eject someone's drunk grand... person... out of a wedding.
"... taught me, personally, the best way to roll a noodle..."
Eye contact was important to show respect. They'd been briefed on that. But then, so was keeping tabs on the bride. Noel did an awkward split between the two.
"...and his son Ji-hyun, well, if not for the stomach ulcers..."
Where was that Ranger? This was totally his fault. Noel split her attention further by searching for the groom's man.
"...you would just love the salty air..."
The rascal was off playing with kids!
"Young lady? Let me see your eyes."
The urge to roll them on the way was nearly overwhelming, but somehow Noel avoided that particular offense. The oldie grabbed her chin and for a moment Noel was afraid she was about to get smooched. Thankfully he? she? —It was still impossible to tell.— stopped when they were nearly nose to nose. The termagant raised his or her eyebrows in order to make room enough between their wrinkles to see through. The eyes beneath were lavender and rheumy with age.
"I see too much stone in you. You haven't let anything grow."
Oh. Was this a horoscope or something? "I don't believe in such things, si--a'am." She adjusted mid-words, still, even in this moment unsure.
"Don't be so rational. Go, have some fun." The chin holding turned to a cheek pat and just like that the old person toddled away.
> “That Abe guy is up and yelling.”
Noel checked on the bride, who seemed to be on her umteenth glass of champagne. Thank goodness this was all going to be over soon. She raised her hand to the Ranger who had helpfully offered to shoot him instead. To that, she shook her head and radioed to have someone else take over watching the happy couple.
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Noel would handle Abe. The Ranger gave her a thumbs up across the crowd and re-stashed the case. This time he slid it behind a set of speakers. The case being under the table was no longer going to make it a quicker access and there were little brats who had already made one attempt to get in.
The case stashed, the Ranger located the bride and groom again. Making rounds and visiting guests. The Ranger moved to follow from a distance.
He saw the old person walking toward him. They appeared upset and likely wanted to tell the Ranger off. He gave it the great white ninja and slipped through the crowd and around a series of tables. Once again he located the bride and groom and maintained his surveillance.
A check on the exits, a scan of the crowd, and, "Y've got t' be kiddin' me." Again the old person was gliding through the crowd like a hot knife through butter.
Moving to another position where if the old codger? Codgess? If they caught up to him he'd still be able to track the bride and groom.
"I see nothing but snow in your past and sand in your future." The Ranger turned, the old person was immediately behind him.
"Excuse me?"
"You wear scarlet but come by most of it honorably." The old person got incredibly close, "You burn to hot, beware when you find yourself."
The Ranger stared at them, completely confused and unsure of what to say. After a moment the old person smacked the Ranger on the back of the head. "That was for your rudeness earlier."
Bringing his hand to his head the Ranger said, "I'm sorry, that was rude of me. I had t' wrangle the kids from somthin' that could hurt them." This was met by a searching look, then they broke into stories of the family. Which family the Ranger was not sure. It was like they went back to the person they had been before the Ranger had left. Every glance to see the groom was met by an irritated 'Hmmm' when he looked back.
On a look away he keyed his mic and asked in a hushed voice, "Need a hand, Noel? I cain' shake... it."
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A quick explanation of what she could do and those heading the assignment had ideas for what she should do to help with Abe.
She took her earpiece out before Ranger sent his plea.
Less than half an hour later, Noel walked back out with a few pages of notes. Abe was white-faced. Two of his fingers were dislocated and the man refused to speak another word or meet anyone's eyes.
She debriefed those in charge in the most clinical, detached way she could and passed over her notes. With that, they had some of his own memories to use against him in negotiations. She had also looked into his motivation and, for now, removed it. Noel tugged her own notes off and crumpled them, done with her own reminders. She did not have to erase too much of his memory, she knew where she was and what she was doing.
And she didn't like it.
Noel was less than happy to arrive just in time for the send off. She tucked her ear piece in and took her spot to help keep a completely sloshed bride in heels as they were all pelted with rice.
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The Ranger received no reply from Noel. Had she turned off her radio? Whatever the case, the Ranger now had to endure a half hour of long stories that seemed to have no point and the odd berating. Eventually his tormentor went off in search of other victims.
It have been difficult, but the Ranger had kept track of the bride and groom who had split off to visit with guests separately. His focus then moved to tracking the groom more than the bride. The bride had whoever was covering for Noel.
The rest of the party went off without a hitch. People had a good time and got more and more intoxicated. No fights broke out. On a few occasions good songs to dance to were played and the Ranger lamented the fact that he would attend a wedding and not have a chance to dance. Maybe he could talk Noel into dancing with him once after the sendoff? The wedding would be over, but hey he would get to dance. Next to shooting and fighting it was the thing he enjoyed most.
And in regards to Noel, he hadn't seen her since she left to deal with Abe. He also had not heard anything more about Abe over the radio.
Time for the send off. The Ranger wrangled the drunk groom and the Noel stand in assisted the drunk bride. The guests lined up leading out onto the front drive where the fanciest limousine Ranger had ever seen was parked. Rice had been distributed and everyone was set.
The Ranger took his place behind the groom. Another security detail had moved ahead and cleared the bridal couple to go ahead. It was at this time that Noel reappeared. The replacement seamlessly slid out of step for Noel to slide into formation. And then down the gauntlet of rice they went.
Of course some people thought it funny to hit him with as much rice as they could bring to bear... Children.
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She wasn't herself. The rice was a minor irritation compared to what she'd just done.
The groom slipped into the vehicle, knowing that the bride's dress would take some maneuvering, and the bride turned to give Noel a sloppy hug.
"I will never forget this day." Her mouth was smiling, but her eyes were not. Hye-jin managed to look both angry and tired and accusatory. Noel helped her into the vehicle anyway because it was her job. Maybe Hye-jin would forget. Or maybe Noel could help that along... but not right now.
She tucked the dress' train in and shut the door and then tapped the roof of the ostentatious limousine two times.
Rice continued to rain on them as Noel looked to the Ranger.
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The security in the lead opened the doors. The couple got in. The groom slid in, awkwardly, without a second thought about anyone else other than his new wife. Hye-jin needed some help, Noel handled helping her into the limousine. While Noel handled getting the bride in, the Ranger turned his back to the limousine and watched the way they came.
"About that drink..."
”Already ahead of y’.”
The crowd began to disperse and security went about their business ensuring the safety of guests. The Ranger job ended with the leaving of the groom, as such he set off back into the house.
In the house a few guests still milled about, music still played, and most importantly the liquor was still flowing. The alcohol was already paid for, this went not just for the beer but also the wine and spirits. The Ranger noticed many of the bottles were rather pricey.
The Ranger ordered a glass of bourbon. Said, ”Prost,” and drained it. Then ordered another. He had an awful pain in his side to deaden.
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Technically, Noel should have been shuffled back into general security, but with the excitement earlier and stepping up with Abe, she got a ping over the radio to take the rest of the evening easy now that the bride was gone. That was good. It was probably about dinner time considering her late lunch.
The party went on even without the guests of honor which was officially, as of this moment, not her problem anymore.
The Ranger went straight for the bar and had already downed a drink before Noel eased into the seat next to him. They’d reached a strange mutual camaraderie despite knowing next to nothing about each other. Ninja and meeting at the alter tended to do that, she supposed.
“Water for me. One for him too.” No point in getting dehydrated. He could sip it between drinks or ignore it. At least it’d be there.
She flicked her eyes to him, but made no comment about the second drink. The way he chugged it meant it wasn't that strong, right? Or maybe that was a side effect of being able to leave skid marks with your shoes.
Noel ignored the crowd and the music and the dancing behind them and took a second to just breathe one big sigh of relief.
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The Ranger had expected to just work this job and that be that. Sure he knew he would work with personnel from the other security firm, but that should have been just him taking care of his business and not getting in their way. Instead he had forged a bond with Noel, the kind you form with comrades in arms.
High stress with someone and then them stitching up your side. What better way to settle on a drinking partner for the evening could there be?
Noel slid into the seat next to the Ranger as he finished his second drink. “Water for me. One for him too.” He slid his glass back to the bartender and motioned for him to fill it up again. This time he did intend to drink it like a normal person. He wanted to deaden the pain not black himself out.
“Stitches still good?”
The Ranger pulled his jacket out of the way and after looking for blood felt around the area, ”Yeah, they’re holdin’.” He let the jacket fall back into place and looked over to Noel, ”Thank you.”
The bartender had refilled the Ranger’s drink and provided both him and Noel with glasses of water. The Ranger drank a more normal amount of the bourbon this time. ”Today wasn’t as I expected...Seriously. Ninjas?” He chuckled slightly.
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She got her water and took a sip in order to brush off the bartender's expectant look. No. She didn't want anything else. But she did suppose it was already paid for... if she was ever going to try it, now was a moment when she would at least not have to pay for the alcohol if she didn't like it.
Noel pointed to Ranger's drink and indicated that she just wanted one too while the Ranger was checking his wound.
>"Thank you."
"Thank you for not keeling over." She took her cup and offered it to the Ranger to tap his against. "But really, you took stitches like a champ and you earning them made my life easier, so. I'd do it again."
She took a healthy sip after their glasses clinked and immediately started coughing and sputtering.
It was terrible!
"How do- why!?" She gave it a sniff and even that was strong enough to prompt another couple coughs.
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”Glad t' help.” The Ranger said. ”I’ve been through SERE. Stitches ain’t the worst thing I’ve felt.” SERE school for Tier 1 operators was at times just subjecting them to torture to make sure they wouldn’t break. ”Still hurt like hell though.” And why I jumped to the bar.
Noel had ordered her own drink and after receiving it held it up. The Ranger raised his and clinked his to hers. He brought the drink to his lips and as he was taking a drink Noel had a noisy reaction to the drink. It took an effort of will to keep from snorting and firing whiskey out his nose.
“How do- why!?”
After the second time Noel started coughing, the Ranger reached over and patted her on the back. ”Not a whiskey drinker I see.” He said while laughing. ”But to'answer y’r question; some of us have burnt all our taste buds off an' need somethin’ that is a kick in the teeth.” This, of course, is not why people drink whisky. It is however a common excuse provided for whiskey drinkers by those who don’t understand whiskey.
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"SERE? Isn't that military?" She had no idea of the branch, but a lot of private security were former DoD employees of one kind or another. And SERE... well, the Department of Defense loved their acronyms. She liked to joke that it helped the guys bond over their secret code words.
> ”Not a whiskey drinker I see.”
"Not a drinker at all." She eyed the offensive liquid. She could almost pretend it was iced tea until it got close enough to breathe in. Seemed like something you had to learn to like.
And then, he provided possibly the only reason that Noel might ever want to learn to drink.
>"...some of us have burnt all our taste buds off ..."
"You can do that? Burn your tastebuds off?" She eyed her drink again and took a hesitant and slow sip, letting it rest on her tongue. This time, she actually could taste some of what might be the allure of the drink. It was still fiery and seemed more than a little like turpentine, but there were also... spices? Or was she crazy?
She scrunched her face and breathed out what felt like it should have been fire that originated from her chest. "Quick. Tell me a lie."
"It is. SERE is school military and DoD civilians are sent t' t' learn how t' survive, evade, resist, an' escape. I went t' the ARSOF... Army Special operations Forces... school where they really try t' break y'."
The Ranger wondered why she would order whiskey if she wasn't a whiskey drinker. Perhaps he made this particular bourbon not look so bad. Then she did something very strange. First she asked, "You can do that? Burn your tastebuds off?" following this she drank more, and based on how she said her next statement just let it sit on her tongue. "Quick. Tell me a lie."
It took a moment for the Ranger to respond. He hadn't had that much to drink yet. This was the first time someone holding liquor in their mouth asked him to specifically lie to them."...I've honestly wondered what's in a Wonder Ball." He has never even cared to try a Wonder Ball.
Two could play at saying weird things.
"If y're lookin' t' burn y'r tastebuds a little jus' eat what I cook. It sends people up here runnin' and y'd swear their mouths were on fire." Honestly, habaneros were not that bad.