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 Chase Taylor on Jun 17, 2017 11:23:44 GMT -6
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The human-shifter sat solemnly at a coffee table in the living room, nibbling the eraser-end of a pencil. His right hand, free from pencil-holding duties, propped up his head and added to the absolutely befuddled impression that Chase gave. It was his greatest enemy-- math homework.
To be fair, Chase was not a strong student to begin with. He found his mind wandering all too often-- the appeal of drawing geometric suits of armor in the margins of his work or staring out the window were far too appealing
Now he was paying for it, in the form of make-up work. While Chase had managed to skid-by with an average grade in all of his other classes, he outright hadn't passed math. This earned him summer school, so that he could progress to the next grade-level in the Fall.
Presently, the shifter child was puzzling over his homework, apparently tasting his pencil for edibility. He was staring down a paper that read, "Using the Order of Operations". Spare the untidy "Chase Terrazas" scrawled at the top of the page, the worksheet itself was blank. When would they use the Order of Operations in the real world, anyways? Math was like... the subject designed to torture twelve-year-olds.
Chase lay his head upon the coffee table, glowering at the first problem upon the page.
1. 40 ÷ 1 + 3 - (3 x 7) + 7 - 5
In big, bold letters, the teacher had reminded them to "Show your work for full credit!!" but that implied that you knew what work needed to be done. Last time, Chase had just gone down the line, left to right (the way you read) and hadn't gotten a single answer right.
Sigh. The twelve year old kept his head upon the table.
"I'm dying," he groaned to no one in particular, "Bury me in math worksheets."
"Alright, I see you chicas later!" Ignacio waved to a couple of his female friends as he entered the living room. It was rather spacious which meant that he could lay out on one of the couches. Turning his head to examine to room, his eyes fell on a boy younger than himself working on homework. Ignacio should be doing the same thing, but decided that he would put it off until the last minute like he always did.
Ignacio headed out to the large window and moved the curtains. The sunlight hit his skin, bringing a bright smile to his face. He felt a little bit of tingling on the tips of his fingers before turning around and sitting down on the couch adjacent to the table that the boy was at.
"Hey, there," Ignacio greeted in his Spanish accent, "what are you doing? You look stressed out!" He sat up and pulled his knees to his chest. "Homework tends to that to you."
Posted by Chase Taylor on Jun 18, 2017 14:50:19 GMT -6
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Chase continued pensively nibbling his pencil when the bigger boy came in. He was yelling farewell to some “chicas”, opening the blinds (which Chase had closed because it was getting hot), and then of all the couches he could have chosen, he chose the couch adjacent to where the boy was working.
>> "Hey, there. What are you doing? You look stressed out! Homework tends to that to you."
If he already knew it was homework, why was he asking in the first place? Chase thinned his lips, an annoyed orange weaving its way into his gaze.
“It’s math homework,” the boy mumbled. Why wouldn’t math homework stress him out? His ears were starting to flush with embarrassment, “I hate math.”
That was better than saying that you weren’t good at math, which was also true. Chase wasn’t good at school in general. Now that this big kid was watching him, though, shame was compelling him to act like he knew what he was doing. Still on the first question. He’d work down the line.
Let’s see, forty divide by one was forty. Easy enough! Chase wrote “40” on the paper. Forty plush three was fourty-three… Minus… parenthesis three times seven. Chase froze. What did you do with the parenthesis again? Ugh, and the big kid was watching him.
Ignacio scrunched up his face. "Ew, math homework, no bueno." The older boy could feel his pain. He was never a fan of math either for obvious reasons. English? Yes. History? Heck yes. Science? Eh, Math? No. Though, he assumed that Chase's homework was easier than his algebra two.
"Do you need any help? I'll be more than happy to!" Ignacio smiled brightly and hopped up from the couch coushins and went over to the younger boy. He sat down across from him and took a peep. "Oh! I know how to do this! Do you want my help?"
Posted by Chase Taylor on Jun 24, 2017 10:50:33 GMT -6
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The boy bristled at the big kid's bright exclamations of sympathy and proposals of assistance. He didn't really even give Chase the opportunity to answer, he just clambered off the couch and meandered on over. Chase puffed his cheeks out at the assumptive older boy.
He did, however, claim to know how to do this kind of math. And the sooner Chase finished his homework, the sooner he could get around to things he actually wanted to do—like video games or playing outside.
“Do you really know how to do this?” Chase demanded, his tone thick with skepticism.
"Of course!" Ignacio exclaimed happy, "it is simple math, but I can understand how one your age could get confused," and he didn't mean if in a bad way. It was just simply true. The teenage sun god looked over the problem and tried to do it in his head. He mumbled the mental math as he worked it out. Iggy's eyebrows knitted inward as he thought.
He was about to pull out his phone to calculate the final answer, when he got it himself. "¡la solución es veinticuatro! Estoy intelligente que yo pensamientos." Ignacio said to myself with a bright smile. He then turned his attention to the preteen.
"Está bien, first you solve what's in the parentheses, then work out the rest of the problem from left to right." Ignacio sat back in his seat, "then tell me what you get."
Posted by Chase Taylor on Jun 26, 2017 20:41:25 GMT -6
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The child slouched churlishly into his hand, his lips thinning in annoyance. Perhaps the older kids didn't mean it in a bad way, but Chase took it in a bad way.
“That's me,” he grumbled, “The stupid twelve-year-old.”
Chase showed no verbal indication of understanding the teen's Spanish exclamation, but he penciled “24” into the answer key. He scrunched his brow at the older boy. He spoke the same language that his biological parents did.
The boy squinted back at the page. He did have to show his work. Answers were only worth partial credit… he knew seven times three was twenty one. Chase did that equation and then dropped the rest down.
Ignacio gasped and looked at Chase. "What?! No, no! That isn't what I meant at all!" He touched his forehead and sighed. Sometimes he let didn't think about what he said so this was a real disappointment on his part. "Lo siento." He whispered with a huff.
"Well, the paraenthesis come first because it's simplist to solv-- hey, how did you get the answer already?" Ignacio asked, pointing to the final answer. "I thought you didn't know how to work out the problem?" Ignacio playfully nudged the guy. "I'm Ignacio by the way. What's your name?"
Posted by Chase Taylor on Jun 29, 2017 0:38:52 GMT -6
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“That makes no sense,” the child protested, “If it's by what's easiest, addition and subtraction should come first. That's way easier than multiplying or subtracting!”
The older boy noticed that Chase had penciled in the answer and demanded he reveal his process. Chase's eyes cut guiltily sideways. Instead he continued processing the equation which, at the end, also came out to twenty-four. Chase circled the answer.
“You, uh… said the answer…” the boy admonished. He had said the answer in Spanish, and Chase had understood it.
“I'm Chase,” was the boy's dutiful response. Back to the worksheet.
2. 1 - 5 + 1 x (4 x 4 - 31) x 8
Chase looked up at Ignacio. Slyly he asked, “So, what's the answer to this one?”
Ignacio shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not a math teacher, I just follow the rules and hope that it doesn't bite me in the butt later."
"...But I said it in Spanish. I didn't know you spoke Spanish too! ¿De dónde eres?" Ignacio asked with a wide smile. Did Iggy finally find someone to speak Spanish with?! That alone made him very happy.
"Nice to meet you, Chase." Ignacio then turned his attention down to the next math problem. "Uh, 4 x 4 is 16. 16-31 is a negative number." He didn't know the answer off of the top of his head, but he knew that the answer had to be somewhere in the teens.
Posted by Chase Taylor on Jul 7, 2017 14:22:23 GMT -6
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"I don't remember the rules," Chase whispered, nibbling the eraser at the tip of his pencil. He squinted at the worksheet before him, trying not to look bashful. Ignacio rattled on about how he'd said the answer in Spanish, how surprised he was to find someone else who spoke Spanish, before talking to Chase again, in Spanish. The boy's brow furrowed.
"I don't speak Spanish," Chase corrected, "I just understand it... My first family spoke Spanish, and in the homes... so... I don't know, no one really taught me to speak it, I just understand some stuff."
"I'm from here," Chase said lamely. Was he from somewhere else? He couldn't remember. He was only twelve, but most of his earlier memories were foggy. Ignacio surveyed the math problem, calculating through a few steps. Chase's pencil wiggled along with his calculations, jotting the numbers down in an untidy scrawl.
"right, well it's Pigs Eat Moldy Dainty Apples Slowly. So first do the parenthesis, exponents, multiplication, division, addition, then subtraction." He smiled widely at Chase and hoped that he understood what he was seeing.
"Ahhh, I understand what you're saying. I know a couple of people who can understand Spanish, but can't speak it and vise versa."
"Here where? What state?" Ignacio asked as he continued to work out a couple more of Chase's problems. He didn't mind doing homework if it was like that.
Iggy nodded his head and picked up the pencil. He then started to jot down the way that helped him. It was a pretty simple thing for Ignacio now, but when he was Chase's age, it was hard as well. After he wrote it down, he dropped his pencil and looked over at Chase with a grin.
"There! Do you want to try some on your own with the acronym?"
>> "New York State...The Mansion?"
"New York State. Lo siento, I should've clarified."
Posted by Chase Taylor on Jul 19, 2017 23:59:56 GMT -6
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"An acronym?" Chase echoed. He wasn't sure what that meant, either.
Chase let the pencil roll, puffing his cheeks at the phrase that was now written on his paper. Having it written didn' help it make any more sense, either... He rolled the pencil without picking it up, groaning. The teacher taught this. He knew that the teacher had. Ugh. Why couldn't he remember it?!
Chase could always just go straight to the teacher to ask, but he was too embarrassed. The boy nudged the pencil with the tip of his middle finger, letting it roll against the tabletop.
"What do you do?" Chase asked, completely off-topic, "You know-- your mutation! Whaddya do?"
This topic seemed to perk him up considerably. It was much better than math. And acronyms. It even got him to lift his chin off the table.