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 Adaptedā 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.
"Wait what?" TYranny hated how stupid looked on her face. The woman wasn't supposed to admit that she wasn't Human as well, she was supposed to admit that they were all mutants. She slid down the wall and couldn't breath really.
The boy was talking sense and she was catching up on the mass of information that was pouring like an avalanche onto Tyranny's brittle acceptance that she was a mutant. She absently listened...and then somethign clicked...she needed to get an xgene test.
"Wow, Gawain....Who knew that in a room of three, Lenna would be the least odd name." She took a deep breath and stood back up.
She looked to Lenna...." I knock powers all the way out...in about three feet? yeah, three feet." she was dazed but ok, all the pieces fell marryily back into place...she could even start killing mutants again if she wanted to...she didn't. did she? no, not just for being mutants, she wanted to find those KP scum bags though.
"Yeah, you've got what I said straight. Both human, don't know each other. Big ol aura." Lenna replied with a less-than-serious bob of the head. Her eyes gave away the fact she found endless entertainment in this situation. Two adapteds, in the same room. Who would have thought? When she'd got up that morning, all she'd wanted was a new t-shirt, maybe some pants, but this? This was priceless.
"Crazy, isn't it?" Like a science fiction movie, though? Maybe hard science fiction.
>>"That shirt's cool by the way"
"You like it?" Lenna laughed. "Guess I have to buy it now."
>>"And nice ta meet ya, Lenna. My name's Gawain. And..." Dramatic pause. "... no, mirrorwalkin's all I do."
Heh. Okay, then. She had nothing to worry about. Onto the next matter at hand. Teasing.
"Gawain, huh? Sounds like one of King Arthur's knights. Though what a knight was doing, hopping through the mirrors in the ladies' changing room... "
>>"Wow, Gawain....Who knew that in a room of three, Lenna would be the least odd name."
Lenna eyed the dark-haired girl as the gathered her senses and got to her feet. With a name like Tyranny, it was hard to compete... Lenna merely nodded her head slowly in agreement. No need to needle the retro girly. She was looking brained.
>>" I knock powers all the way out...in about three feet? yeah, three feet."
"Three feet. Smaller than mine. Though I don't think size matters here." Lenna replied, a bit more serious this time. "Do you need... help? Further explanation about this, testing? Hate to say it, Tyranny. You look zoned."
Lenna imagined she had worn that same 'deer-in-headlights' cliche when Mars had done the big reveal. It made sense it would give a big impact. Life-changing news often does.
>>"Gawain, huh? Sounds like one of King Arthur's knights. Though what a knight was doing, hopping through the mirrors in the ladies' changing room... "
It mattered, okay? Gawain (and Maya) was everything but a dork, but if a guy has the name of the most badass knight in Arthurian legend and lore, he oughta get the details right. What else?... Oh. Right.
"... An' for the last time, I was not peeping! I was lookin' for clothes, like everyone el... Well, maybe not like everyone else, but the idea's the same. And this ain't a ladies' changin' room. It's just a changin' room."
With that set straight, Gawain huffed and sat down, cross-legged, to wait till the girls sort out the rest of the deal. Lenna was right, Tyranny did look a bit zoned. More than a bit, actually. Gawain let out a low whistle.
"Wait, ya thought ya were a mutie, and turns out ya're quite the opposite?" he didn't sound mocking, just surprised and curious "Aw girl, that sucks..."
~~"Yeah, you've got what I said straight. Both human, don't know each other. Big ol aura." "Crazy, isn't it?"
>>"That shirt's cool by the way"
~~"You like it?". "Guess I have to buy it now."
>>"And nice ta meet ya, Lenna. My name's Gawain. And..." Dramatic pause. "... no, mirrorwalkin's all I do."
~~"Gawain, huh? Sounds like one of King Arthur's knights. Though what a knight was doing, hopping through the mirrors in the ladies' changing room... "
>>"Arthur's nephew his mother's side." "Gules, pentagle or." "... An' for the last time, I was not peeping! I was lookin' for clothes, like everyone el... Well, maybe not like everyone else, but the idea's the same. And this ain't a ladies' changin' room. It's just a changin' room."
~~"Three feet. Smaller than mine. Though I don't think size matters here." Lenna replied, a bit more serious this time. "Do you need... help? Further explanation about this, testing? Hate to say it, Tyranny. You look zoned."
>>"Wait, ya thought ya were a mutie, and turns out ya're quite the opposite?" he didn't sound mocking, just surprised and curious "Aw girl, that sucks..."
Her mind reeled as it took everything and tried to make sense of it. and then she just threw her hands in the air.
She took a deep breathe and let it out slowly. āI think Iām ok, I yeah, more information would be good, but it can wait. I know what I do, it doesnāt really matter what I am or I am not. At least on the DNA Level. Its just I had to work at accepting that I was a mutant at firstā¦No offense meant G,ā she held up a placating hand. āMy parents died at the hands of mutants and for a long time I blamed every single xgene positive person I foundā¦that was until, stupid, stupid judgmental me, found out I was one. And had my view shiftedā¦All and all it was a good thing, I got some perspective out of it that I would have never managed on my own.ā She then looked up at the young manās face hoping that it wasnāt too much for him.
ā now when you say you were looking for clothesā¦were these menās clothes or womenās clothes? And if they were womenās clothes that you were looking for, did they happen to be off of the women?ā She narrowed her eyes at him for a moment and then burst into laughter.
Now here was the truly odd thing about this whole situation, if one were to take an omnipotent view at the situation below, they would see that that the facts still needed more shuffling as the adaption of the larger but less effective of the two adapteds seemed to be nullifying the smaller but more intense one. Tyranny blinked she wasnāt getting that weird vibe she always seemed to get about new people she met. Almost as if she was missing that sixth sense that was always poking and prodding them to see if they were worthy of her.
Funny how he was so quick to hop on the glory of an Arthurian knight's tale. She supposed he got that comment a lot, and might have taken pride in the connection. Maybe, instead of a lecher, he saw himself as the 'dashing hero' type? Lenna clicked her tongue.
"Okay. Dashing knights don't peep. Got it." A light laugh escaped her as she imagined a man in full plate, lifting skirts. Right. Dashing knights didn't peep, or lust after wenches, and fine Maid Marians. Lenna stalled her clanking comments for the moment, as her attention hopped back to the dark-haired girl.
Tyranny made a comment about auras. Lenna responded in-kind. That hazy hobbled look was worrying her. Lenna made a comment about that too, raising her a inquiry into health statuses.
Then Gawain made one of his own. 'That sucks' was, perhaps, not the right phrase for what Tyranny was going through. At least Lenna had tried being delicate about it.
Delicate as a 20-something ex-mercenary with a d- in tact could get. Tyranny had her sympathy. Hell, she even had Lenna's empathy. Lenna shook her head as it all came to a boil, and the girl threw her hands in the air in disgust.
>> āI think Iām ok, I yeah, more information would be good, but it can wait..." Lenna's head bobbed slowly.
"Sure." She supposed it didn't matter. Human or mutant, she was who she was. Her philosophies would likely stay the same, no matter the situation... though 'pro-human/pro-mutant' viewpoints might shift. From Tyranny's comment about acceptance, Lenna had to suspect Tyranny had once fell on the pro-humanity side of the coin. And now, she was balancing on the copper edge? Wobbling, uncertain.
Tyranny's story became apparent when she revealed the truth about her parents. Yeah, Lenna mused, falling back to Gawain's earlier comment. Perhaps 'that sucks' was more close-hitting than first thought. Though, at least it hadn't been her sister figure killing them. Tyranny had it easy with who she got to demonize. Her changing view? Eh. Lenna had surmised as much 1 minute ago. Lenna's wondering mind hadn't had to wander far at all to get to the truth.
Altogether, very sad. Very upsetting for the girl... very... laughter shook Lenna from her moment of all-too-rare sympathy. Blue-green eyes blinked.
"Um." Well, at least she wasn't crying about it! A thin-smile worked its way onto Lenna's face. "Ha? I really don't see what's funny. You do realize the severity of this revelation, right?" She asked, bemused. Haha... Because life-changing things were funny! This situation kept wobbling between crass and high-larious. Lenna didn't know whether to frown, or grin.
Would someone make up their minds, here!?
"Well," Lenna's confusion muted as she turned inwards for a moment of self-deprecation. "At least you didn't end up killing the person who killed your parents, later realizing they were just like you..." Confused, prone to mistakes. An only child, and a close friend. Haha sorta covered this.
Gawain shrugged with a half smile "None taken." Neither for the comment, nor for shortening his name to a single letter. He couldn't relate to the acceptance issue (he was born and raised a mutant, after all), but he had enough empathy to guess how it must feel. Oh yeah, and she elaborated too. Parents killed by mutants? Peachy. Gawain suddenly was very happy to be alive. Still.
>>āNow when you say you were looking for clothesā¦were these menās clothes or womenās clothes? And if they were womenās clothes that you were looking for, did they happen to be off of the women?ā
Gawain winced; at first the impossible crossed his mind - does she know I need both kind of clothes?... - then he shook his head, rolling his eyes. He was starting to get fed up with the accusations.
>>"At least you didn't end up killing the person who killed your parents, later realizing they were just like you..."
The last straw that tipped the weirdness balance over.
"Well, since we're comparing histories, my mother was a mutant and went missin' on me three years ago. So, now that each one of us has somethin' to mope about, here's my suggestion: Since neither of ya believes I was not peepin', why don' I take ya two out to grab some food and we can continue chattin' about humans and mutants and all the other stuff. Hm?"
Standing up, he looked from one girl to the other. He was hoping they would say yes. The changing room was not all that comfortable. And he needed to clear Sir Gawain's reputation.
They were both looking on a rare moment when Tyranny's guard was let down, but she threw the shield right back up as soon as she got her baring, she'd just not sleep tonight and roll around worrying about what the heck she was going to do if she found out she was a mutant again.... Crazy, crazy world.
~~"Um." "Ha? I really don't see what's funny. You do realize the severity of this revelation, right?"
"Yeah, I know, its funny because this is the fourth time I have hopped the mutant or human fence...its funny because the severe situation can't make up its dam mind."
~~"Well,""At least you didn't end up killing the person who killed your parents, later realizing they were just like you..."
Tyranny shook her head, "Did you kill their parents? if not, you weren't the same. I'd give anything to avenge my parents. my humanity, my x-gene my life or my death. none of it would bring them back though."
~~"Well, since we're comparing histories, my mother was a mutant and went missin' on me three years ago. So, now that each one of us has somethin' to mope about, here's my suggestion: Since neither of ya believes I was not peepin', why don' I take ya two out to grab some food and we can continue chattin' about humans and mutants and all the other stuff. Hm?"
"I know a couple of P.I's if you want I can see if they can find anything out.They'll put some lines out see what they come up with." She glanced at Lenna. "Oh now he doesn't even want the free show. Maybe he only goes for it when the poor innocent girl doesn't know he is watching." and then she turned back to him. "Sure, We have to check out first though. Where are you taking us?"
>>"Yeah, I know, its funny because this is the fourth time I have hopped the mutant or human fence...its funny because the severe situation can't make up its dam mind."
Um, ouch. Lenna hadn't expected that response. Or maybe she had. Either way, her next comment came out joking, and all-too close to her heart.
Tyranny shook her head, and replied.
>>"Did you kill their parents? if not, you weren't the same. I'd give anything to avenge my parents. my humanity, my x-gene my life or my death. none of it would bring them back though."
Again, ouch? "Um, no. I was just making a joke." Dammit, Lenna. Why'd you have to make the situation another level more complicated?! The inner Lenna kicked and tore at her hair.
>>"Well, since we're comparing histories..."
The brown-haired mercenary's mind trailed off as the boy started talking. Yeah... yeah... They all had horrific histories. You'd think the word 'history' in this situation meant 'terrible tale'. Like 'gallows gossip'? Definitely darker than the saddest of stories...
Lenna shook her head, and glanced back at Tyranny. Was she talking? Lenna'd missed the part at the start. And with the words... "Huh? We agree to something?" She blinked at the dark-haired girl. "Sorry about your parents," she offered a weak-assed condolence, eyes snapping to Sir Knight Gawain. "And sorry about yours, too. I'm not sure what else to say other than that, sooooo..."
Check-Out. Check out Lenna, checking out. Mentally. Little Miss uncertain grabbed her clothes and dropped the curtain. Nothing to see here, Folks. Move along.
Except, there was something to see, Lenna realized. Aw crap. She was still wearing that tee. Lenna let the clothes drop back down, and held her hands up towards the shirt like 'what the hell?!'
"Excuse me a second. I have to change..." The topic. Change the topic. Lenna turned away from the 16-year-old boy and his accomplice, then bent forward to take off her shirt.
>>"I know a couple of P.I's if you want I can see if they can find anything out.They'll put some lines out see what they come up with."
Gawain smirked. As if Mom was that easy to locate. Duh. Anyway, the offer was nice, and it was a clear sign of Tyranny not hating him all that much after all.
"Hold on to that thought, 'ranny." he nodded.
>>"Oh now he doesn't even want the free show. Maybe he only goes for it when the poor innocent girl doesn't know he is watching."
He rolled his eyes. Will he ever hear the end of this?... Stepping closer he looked down at Tyranny. He could feel something that might have been her aura erasing his powers, but right now it didn't matter. Charm is not a mutation.
"On the contrary, fair lady." he whispered, leaning in "I only go for a poor, innocent girl when I am sure she is watching."
Then he stepped back with a grin, and glanced at Lenna.
"Whenever ya're both ready. We'll go find some place with good food. I'm starvin'."
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Tyranny nodded thoughtfully at Lennaās apologies to, ā Yeah same here ,Iām sorry too.ā
And the pendulum continued its tick tock rhythm of emotional and ludicrous. Oh no our parents are dead and or abadoners! Wait no, jokes about peeping, your not a mutant, oh wait no,lets go eat!
"On the contrary, fair lady." The ball of yarn said to the cat. "I only go for a poor, innocent girl when I am sure she is watching."
āWell in that case.ā Her eye pointed Gawain to Lenna leaning over and taking off her shirt causing all sorts of gravitational fun. If he was watching her, heād see a millinioum falcon less Lenna, if he looked at Tyranny heād see her licking her lips at Lenna.
"Whenever ya're both ready. We'll go find some place with good food. I'm starvin'."
āOhhh what are we going to eat? They have everything we could possibly ever want in the immediate four city blocks.ā She held her sides for a moment trying to talk her stomach into not protesting.
āIām going to go ahead and check out. meet cha over there.ā She walked over to the counter and tossed the pile on to the counter and got out her bank card, watching to insure every item wrung up just as it was supposed to or better.
They were both lucky Lenna didn't see them staring. No, she was too focused on changing shirts, and folding the clothing she'd decided to purchase neatly away. Lenna only looked their way after all lick-lipping and back-side staring had ceased. She quirked an eyebrow at them both. Something was suspicious about this whole situation, but she couldn't place what.
>>āIām going to go ahead and check out. meet cha over there.ā
Lenna looked to Gawain with a not-so-surreptitious question in her eye as Tyranny slipped out of the dressing room.
"So. Seriously." Lenna tilted her head. "What all did I walk in on, and what'd I just agree to..." She was beginning to feel ill at ease... she didn't like the feeling.
Gawain stared as Tyranny licked her lips. What the heck was wrong with this chick? Willing to punch him out for falling through the looking glass, and now doing this? Nobody would blame him for staring. Seventeen year old guy over here, for goodness' sake. Seriously.
Gawain rolled his eyes and tried to look in a direction that neither included weird Tyranny nor topless Lenna. Once the former one left and the latter one was decent again, Gawain let out a sigh. Oh man...
>>"So. Seriously. What all did I walk in on, and what'd I just agree to..."
"Don't get y'r panties in a bunch, sugar. It was exactly what it looked like." he frowned, walking out of the changing booth with a 'I dare you to give me funny looks' expression on his face. On second thought it might have been more like 'I know you envy me for this'. Two hotties in one booth. Gawain, you bloody idiot.
"Ya two jus' have this effect on me" he smirked, trying to keep the rest of the conversation human-friendly "So are you ready to grab lunch, Mistress Solo, or what?"
Glancing at Tyranny, he shrugged "Whatever ya feel like eating, I'm not picky."
"Le sigh! Indecision doesn't look good on ya. I haven't seen a "food" " yes she did air qoutes, she hated them but did them for the emphasis. "restaurants around for the non picky eater, though I guess we could hit a buffet or something. settle for a bunch of different sub par foods that are pre-prepared."
The cashier was stacking and folding Tyranny's pile of loot. even as the others arrived, she got out her atm card with the guillotine on it(she loved cards you got to put your own picture on.) she stretched a bit and got ready for the four bags that she'd be carrying around..typically she'd spread the wealth around to a few diffrent stores, but she was going to personally take it upon her self to ensure this store made a profit as to not let it close down or be forced to relocate..
The last person who had said something like that to her had been strung up by his shoelaces in a church. Lenna rolled her eyes and followed Gawain out of the changing room in a move that showed how much self-restraint she'd gained from a malfunctioning shock collar that went off when she was mad. He'd gotten lucky. If he'd tried that sort of language around her back in April, she might have slapped him.
From that look he was sporting, maybe she still could. There was plenty of time. She had five minutes, he had five minutes. Her hand was right there. But no, Lenna just laughed his comment off. "Haha. Very funny. You're just too cute." Her eyes darted towards the shopkeeper's, over to Tyranny, then back to Gawain. She smiled. Too many witnesses. She couldn't pinch his cheek blue. She settled for brushing past his right shoulder, and stepping up to the counter behind Tyranny. Lenna glanced back at Gawain with a dangerous smile. "Lunch sounds fine. I'm not picky, either."
She set her clothes down at the register, once Tyranny had finished her purchases. Lenna smiled a fake smile at the cashier. "Though, if we're bouncing between 'I don't know' and 'buffet', why not 'Chinese'? Or maybe 'waffles'... that sounds good now, too..." She actually was pretty hungry, come to think of it. This wasn't good. She'd have to go with them, lest she suffer the pangs of hunger another minute!!
Cue faux faint.
"I-I like waffles," The cashier offered helpfully as she began ringing Lenna up. She was young, with auburn brown hair tied back in a ponytail, light blue eyes, and dimples. She smiled faintly as her hand went wild with the scan gun, running the red line up and down tags.
Lenna quirked a humoring eyebrow. "Hear that? Now, we have to go." Thank the shop girl. Waffles sounded delicious. Maybe with some ham and half an omelet? She looked back at Gawain and Tyranny with a smirk. This shop girl knew things about winning over customers, maybe even knew some good waffle places nearby. Maybe she wanted to go with them? Was she hinting? Lenna's eyes lanced down to the cashier's name tag.
'Laura'. "Well, Laura. Know any good waffle and omelet places nearby?"
"I've always liked Wa-FULL's. They're only a few blocks from here. Not too far at all." She offered. "Though NYC Omelets has a really good special today... South of the Border."
Gawain didn't need to look at Lenna to know he was pushing it. There was a clearly audible difference between girls who wanted to throw themselves at him and girls who wanted to throw something (preferably heavy and sharp) else at him. Lenna sounded like the latter.
"I know." he flashed her his cheekiest grin, and added a wink for free "Ya can't erase that, can ya."
Since he was already under her skin, might as well do it right.
"Waffles it is" he nodded enthusiastically, leaning against the counter as the two girls paid for their loot. He could see Laura glancing at him curiously - clearly she didn't remember Gawain walking in. Never mind. She'll explain to herself soon enough, somehow. Gawain winked at her before walking out of the shop with Tyranny and Lenna.