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.
As non-Alice pointed out, it was kind of a long shot to equate her with Alice based on hair color choices and last name. Not scientifically sound, anyway. Powers could have decided it, although judging from Becca's example, that was not a sure-fire way either.
>>"What? No of course not, that's f------ stupid. Who the hell has video games as a damn power. Where's she from, this Alice. Because there's no way she's from the same place as me."
"Um... somewhere around London?" Gawain ventured, knowing that he was losing this thread of questioning, and with it his only excuse for lingering in a mirror of two underdressed women. He should have left a long time ago, honestly. But now they were the ones asking the questions, and he did not want to be rude. Or tagged by the big guy as a perv, whoever the big guy was.
>>"OK Paige, I'm not the only one thinking this is weird right? Because this is weird. Talking to a mirror, like some weird wonderland book or something."
>> ”I mean, it’s weird. But it’s not weirder than the hole in the universe, I guess. Still… hey sweetie? Are you… you know? Able to step out of that thing? It might make things less weird talking to you face to face. Right now you’re kind of like a talking TV.”
"Done that..." Gawain muttered under his breath, before he cautiously stepped out of the glass, but stayed close to it "As long as you don't punch me or anything..."
>>”So… I mean, probably a long shot if your New York is as big as ours, but do you happen to know anyone with the last name Bookman?”
"Um... nope, doesn't ring a bell." he sighed "Look, sorry, this was totally my mistake. I recently met my own... uh, copy, and my brain is kinda stuck in that space." he shuddered, then blinked, alarmed "What time is it?..."
Oh. That was a weird coincidence. That and the name. And the hair. This was real wasn't it. There was another her, in another world doing normal stuff. How different were they and worse, how similar?
Sitting back down and barely taking note of the mans exit from the mirror her mind was racing with so many possibilities and ideas. Problems and contradictions with all of this weirdness. A creeper was easy to deal with. Call security and they'll get ejected. Roughed up a little too but that was a fair price to pay for being a dirt bag. But this was on a whole different level of messed up.
Sighing and just waving away the punching comment, she wasn't in the mood now for casual violence. Well, that and if she was dealing with it herself it wouldn't be a punch she gave the guy. Skye might have a decent life now but she didn't ever think she was safe. The paranoia of years on the street wasn't something she was getting rid of, especially in situations like this.
"Paige, you are an angel. Doing this sober is not something I want and you're just not cutting it right now. No offense." A buzz was all well and good but it just wasn't the same as a cool, refreshing cocktail. Those were sweet, sour and oh so alcoholic.
Eyeing the man now standing in their room, she glanced at the clock over the door, "It's near midnight. Bit of an earlier shift than normal but I have work tomorrow as well. Why does it matter though? Not like we have anywhere better to be and I imagine you want some questions answered. I know I do." Just a minor understatement, she had to know what the hell was going on. Paige was probably more than just a little curious too, for all the wrong reasons Skye imagined but she wouldn't begrudge the girl a chance to learn about another world. On their doorstep.
Looking him over now that he was in 3D she had to admit he was cute. Had a rugged charm to him and if they'd met in another way she'd be a little interested in getting to know him. Shame he was still very much in the creeper box for now, until he could prove himself anyway.
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Posted by Vanessa Berry on Sept 21, 2017 12:12:21 GMT -6
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Their guest was willing to step out of the mirror on the condition that Skye did not throw a punch. It was… well, a valid concern, Paige had to admit. Skye was frustrated and Paige’s aura was not helping matters. Extended time spent near her increased the sensation of drunkenness at a quick rate, and while Skye was usually an affectionate drunk, she could easily flip the coin and become a raging drunk. With the newcomer corporeal, Paige’s aura would be giving them a buzz quickly, so she hoped things would end up staying civil in spite of her powers.
Paige was inspecting the (wo)man closely now that he was out of the mirror. (S)he was definitely a cutie, not that good looks dismissed the peeping, but there was something else. Suddenly, (s)he was… was it concerned? Worried? Something occurred to her and it had to do with the time.
Skye checked the clock on the wall, but Paige shook her head, remembering the one constant of the changing room through her buzzed haze. ”Skye, don’t be silly. That clock’s been slow since I started here. It should honestly be midnight now, more or less.” She turned back to the intruder, furrowing her brow. ”Is there something wrong, hun?” Just because they were suspicious of the brunette’s intentions did not invalidate that they seemed generally nice up to that point.
Gawain felt slightly outnumbered when he stepped out of the mirror. Not because there was one of him and two of the girls, although he was sure they would have put up a good fight, and probably kicked his ass back into the mirror, if he made any trouble. Rather, it was the space. He'd never meant to intrude, not really, but now he was in to deep to just walk away. Especially if this one chick was really... Other Alice.
He shuddered again.
>>”Skye, don’t be silly. That clock’s been slow since I started here. It should honestly be midnight now, more or less. Is there something wrong, hun?”
"Well... sh*t." Gawain sighed, and sat down on the closest chair "I was... not gonna do this here, but oh well, you might as well see that I wasn't lying."
The shift happened in a minute or so. Gawain's frame shrunk a little, his hair grew out, and when it was all done, Maya looked up at the two women.
Oh yeah, that clock was slow but that didn't really matter did it? Not like they had anywhere to be at the moment and their new 'friend' wasn't leaving without answering some questions. Like who the hell was this person being her and what the hell did she think she was doing? That and when the hell were their drink getting there? She needed way more than a buzz.
Skyes' eyes widen at what happened next though, just about anyone would be surprised if they saw that happen right in front of them. What had been a tall and admittedly good looking guy quickly changed (the process itself raised a few hairs for her) into a cute girl in overly large clothing. A very cute girl actually, well built like the guy but damn was s/he easier on the eyes. "Well, that's a trick you should have pulled out earlier sweetie. I'm sure we'd both have been more amenable to you like this." She had a type, so sue her. Not her fault girls were just so much more fun to hang around with.
Not that she was going to let it distract her though, she still had questions and she'd not been on Lust long enough that night to be easily distracted. Much. Giving Paige a grin before turning back to the seated woman with a serious expression, "You need some water or something after that? Can't imagine it's the most comfortable experience."
Offering a bottle from one of the little fridges they had, s/he did have to admit that was one hell of a power set. With that mutation s/he be one hell of an impressive dancer. Way more versatile too, being able to dancer as a guy and girl, wow the tips would be amazing. And the mirror walking, the possibilities int hat during a set were kind of limitless.
Colour Code:054288 - Alice speaks in a strong, very posh, British Accent Massive thanks to Lix for the awesome Sig!
Posted by Vanessa Berry on Sept 24, 2017 1:22:36 GMT -6
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chocolate
Hella Gay
Taken by Belladonna
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Aly
The mirrorwalker was not looking like (s)he was living her best life. There was some preoccupation with Midnight and a warning. They got him/her a seat, and Paige and Skye got to watch as a handsome man shifted quickly into a very attractive woman.
A soberer Paige might have questioned the display, but the delightfully buzzed Paige was more concerned with finally receiving an explanation for the “sometimes a girl” comment from earlier. ”Ooooooh, sometimes a girl. Gotcha,” she said dreamily. It was definitely a mutation gender-identity psychologists would have a field day with.
Skye immediately softened to the intruder, which left Paige grinning. It was no secret that Skye had a preference toward women, particularly when they were cute. The pretty, slightly butch brunette certainly fit the bill. The blue-haired dancer resolved to help their guest get comfortable, going so far as to grab her a water bottle.
While Skye was rummaging through the minifridge, Chloe arrived with something stronger. Handing over a bottle of apple pie moonshine to Paige with a smile, she looked around the room. “Are you two just looking to start your night early? Oh!” She spotted a new girl sitting in one of the chairs. “Sorry, three. Did we get a new girl?”
Paige grinned and kissed Chloe’s cheek. ”Just a pretty new friend dropping in for the night.”
“Pretty is right,’ she said, eyeing the new girl mischievously.”
”Easy there, you’re still on the clock” she joked. ”Good luck tonight, sweetie!”
“You’re no fun,” Chloe replied with a pout before leaving the three women to themselves.
Paige returned to the others, unscrewing the cap on the bottle of moonshine and passing it to Skye. ”Ladies, I return bearing gifts!”
Maya looked a little sheepishly at the two girls as the transformation completed. Her clothes were a little loose, and she was obviously not wearing a bra, with which the two girls obviously had no problem. Go figure.
>>"Well, that's a trick you should have pulled out earlier sweetie. I'm sure we'd both have been more amenable to you like this."
"Oh, so girls are okay but guys are not?" Maya arched an eyebrow. It was a weak argument, given that this was a women's dressing room... but she was a little loopy from the shifting still.
>>"You need some water or something after that? Can't imagine it's the most comfortable experience."
"Yeah." Maya nodded. A drink sounded nice. "I usually do this while asleep, but... I guess it's later than I thought."
Someone else showed up with a bottle. Apparently it was time to drink something stronger than water? Maya was not sure it was a wise idea, but she didn't really have a clear out either.
"Damn straight they're not love. This is a changing room, one of the few damn places in the club we can get some privacy so excuse us for being a little protective." If s/he got shirty over some kind of perceived issue now of all times she would have a field day. She was already in a mood, their would be creeper mouthing off wasn't on the cards for her.
OK, she had to give them that, that transformation didn't look fun while conscious. But sleeping through it? That seemed insane. No way Skye could sleep while bones shifted and muscles grew/shrank. True the mutation might compensate for all those.....moving parts she just had a hard time imagining that not disturbing her while she was out.
Okay, actually it might not be an actual problem anyway, she never went to bed before three on any given night anyway.
Accepting the drink and taking a very hearty chug, she barely blinked as the stuff burnt it's way down. "Paige, you are the best. Seriously." Beer she'd been expecting, maybe even some fruity cocktail but hard liquor was clearly the right choice. It just hit hard enough that she was really starting to not care anymore. Another two shots and she'd be in the giggly part of drunk and that, that was the best part to be in stressful times.
Putting down her worryingly empty glass, already pouring some more booze, "Yep, early night for me. Got a big event to do tomorrow and the boss wants me rested up. Are you on it two Booksy? Can't remember off the top of my head." Made sense if she was, keeping gamblers buzzing made them way less capable if someone started trouble. Sure they were annoying but that was better than sober, angry and capable of actually hitting a target.
Colour Code:054288 - Alice speaks in a strong, very posh, British Accent Massive thanks to Lix for the awesome Sig!
Posted by Vanessa Berry on Sept 30, 2017 22:35:33 GMT -6
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Hella Gay
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Aly
There was an argument to be made that the girls’ tonal shift corresponding to the intruder’s gender was hypocritical, but in their defense, it was the women’s changing room. ”Don’t get me wrong, sweetheart, you shouldn’t just be strolling in here, girl or guy, but at least things feel more appropriate this way. Plus, Skye might have a little bias,” she added cheerfully, taking a swig of the sweet apple pie moonshine. As she savored the mild burn, she poured a glass for their new friend. No sense in being rude hostesses, after all.
”I’m on tomorrow. The boss likes to have me around getting a buzz going on big nights,” she confirmed. Her powers were still going to last for a few hours, so the newcomer should have already started feeling the effect of having a drink or two under her belt.
Thinking of dancing and the new girl did make Paige curious. ”So do you like to dance? The mirror thing’s a nice angle and the club has guy nights and girl nights, so you could really make a killing. What’s your name, darling? I could be your reference,” she said playfully, winking as she grabbed a seat, finally getting comfortable with the situation.
>>”Don’t get me wrong, sweetheart, you shouldn’t just be strolling in here, girl or guy, but at least things feel more appropriate this way. Plus, Skye might have a little bias,”
So, the dressing room was a girls-only space in more ways than one. Maya made a mental note about one more similarity between Alice and... Blue Haired Girl That Might Also Be Alice. She definitely felt more comfortable now that she was Maya, even though her clothes were a little off after the shift. At least the girls did not look hostile anymore. And there was booze.
>>"Yep, early night for me. Got a big event to do tomorrow and the boss wants me rested up. Are you on it two Booksy? Can't remember off the top of my head."
>>”I’m on tomorrow. The boss likes to have me around getting a buzz going on big nights,”
"A buzz?" Maya tilted her head. She'd assumed the girls were mutants of some sort, even if Alice's powers did not transfer over to her doppelganger. She did feel a little buzzed, probably from the club setting. And she would definitely accept a drink if they offered one.
>>”So do you like to dance? The mirror thing’s a nice angle and the club has guy nights and girl nights, so you could really make a killing. What’s your name, darling? I could be your reference,”
"Thanks, I've got a job already" Maya grinned "I mean, I like dancing, but mostly for my own entertainment. My job involves more punching and less flirting..."
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Nodding a little drunkenly, "Mhmm. Booksie here gives the best all natural buzz with almost no side effects. Pretty handy around here for keeping folks generous." The boss did know how to pick them. While all the dancers were mutants, most had what could be called, useful, talents to add a little extra to a night's spending.
Looking her up and down not so subtly, her mental cogs were already whirring. The too big clothes certainly added a little something to the overall look but the right touches would really make her a top earner. She was tall, a very good good trait in the industry, and damn was she well built. What ever job she had did it certainly did wonders for the body. "Shame, you definitely have the looks for the job and you move a natural born dancer. Whatever this career is I think we need to exchange work out plans."
Shaking her head to try and clear the haze that was getting worse by the minute, she put together some more useful thoughts. She'd mentioned doubles, or was it tears? Or other sides? With the booze and Paige it was hard to try and differentiate between thought and words. But it was important wasn't it? Something about what the woman was saying meant a lot, but damn it if she could remember why at that point.
"W....what did you mean double? That have anything to do with all the weirdness happening lately?"
Not that life was normal for Skye by any stretch but the dial of strange had been turned up a little in recent months.
Colour Code:054288 - Alice speaks in a strong, very posh, British Accent Massive thanks to Lix for the awesome Sig!
Posted by Vanessa Berry on Dec 18, 2017 4:06:37 GMT -6
Haven
Member of Haven
chocolate
Hella Gay
Taken by Belladonna
351
150
Apr 26, 2023 0:39:04 GMT -6
Aly
It was obviously uncomfortable to have someone intrude upon a situation where two women were unclothed. Even if it was their career to be naked in front of strangers, that did not mean they were not allowed privacy off-stage. It led to a rough start, but everyone seemed to be calming down. Alcohol always helped, as did Paige’s aura. With the intruder on their side of the mirror, her faux-mutation’s effects would start hitting the butch brunette.
The new girl was curious and Paige was not one to intoxicate someone without their knowledge (outside of work, at least.) ”It’s my mutation,” she lied, keeping her cover. Most people were oblivious to the affects Ambrosia was taking on her and they likely would be until they became far less subtle. A bridge to cross when she got to it.
”Being around me has a pleasant, boozy effect. Well, as long as you don’t stay for hours,” she added when Skye suggested her power had ‘no side-effects.’ Most people never had to worry about the effects of overexposure, though Paige still remembered the first bedmate she had while on Ambrosia. She… did not look great by the end of it. ”The girls who work here are all mutants. It’s a job requirement.”
While the newcomer was not going to join them at their job, Paige was not quite done with the girl. So much about her was still curious. Her job involved punching, she shifted genders and walked through mirrors, and she had an actual understanding of whatever might be going on with the tear in the world.
Paige grabbed a seat and wrapped an arm around the girl’s shoulders, taking a sip from the bottle before passing it over. ”Consider this pregaming. Or penance for peeping,” she joked playfully. ”I’d love to know what you know, and after that, there’s pretty much no way we’re not dragging you out for a night on the town, Little Miss…” It took Nessa a moment of thinking before she realized why she was drawing a blank, and the culprit was not her inebriated state. ”You still haven’t given me your name, cutie!”
Maya was definitely feeling the buzz the two girls were talking about now. What a mutation... getting people drunk? No wonder she got a job at a club, although Maya's increasingly foggy mind was wondering if it hurt the alcohol consumption on the long run. Whatever. All the girls here were mutants, apparently. Some kind of an exclusive club. Not that she was looking for a job, no sir.
"Mirror. They call me Mirror." Maya muttered, not sure how much information she was willing to give to the girls "I... uh, work in law enforcement. On the other side of the rip."
Even among mutants, the X-men were not exactly popular on this side, from what she gathered. Better safe than sorry.