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 Quincy Archer on Jul 29, 2013 19:28:25 GMT -6
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Jules
"Come on Drake..." Quin said incredulously, "You're going to have to man up. Loosen that belt a notch or two and put on your game face." They were at the car now and Quin moved to the passenger side out of habit.
Once they were in the car, and they were driving down the Chicago streets, Quin took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It was almost a sigh. "Today felt good. Hashing it out like that, meeting like-minded people in a different place. It makes me feel like maybe we're not just in a silly little New York bubble." It had felt good, and Quin was almost buzzed off the feeling.
"Though, I was about to punch that little redheaded punk in the face. Could you believe him? "
Posted by Ashton Drake on Jul 29, 2013 20:02:12 GMT -6
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Mugen
>>"You're going to have to man up. Loosen that belt a notch or two and put on your game face."
"No, but--- Quiiiiiin..." He faked a whine, like some sort of nasally teenager, then instantly straightened up and put his game-face on. "Okay."
The key clicked into the ignition, the engine started with a turn, and he got comfy. The rental was a nice black vehicle, low-key, only a few years old. The product placement wasn't high value enough for him to know its brand, but it drove like a Ford. As Quin let out a happy sigh, a pleased smile pulled across his face. "Good." It was good Quin was getting some fresh air, seeing some new faces, and feeling better about things. Although, he agreed, the redhead could eat a donut.
"I'm just glad we're getting the NYPD's name cleaned up." Ashton added. "Even if some people want to talk smack." 'Talk Smack'. That's what the cool kids called it these days. Right?... Right?
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 29, 2013 20:07:42 GMT -6
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"I know...right?" Quin said, barely noticing the slang her partner had used. If he was trying to blend into the current generation, he was going a good job.
"Do you think there are always going to be people like that? People who call it the 'mutant problem'?" Quin had dealt with the prejudices, but she'd never let them define her, even to a point where she acknowledged their existence. Times like this made it hard, even if it wasn't nearly enough to ruin her mood.
"Turn left at the third light." she said, pleased with herself for still remembering where this place was located after so many years.
"The crust at this place is so good that it melts in your mouth."
Posted by Ashton Drake on Jul 29, 2013 20:15:22 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
Cinnamon
872
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Sept 20, 2024 14:57:11 GMT -6
Mugen
As they spoke, he'd pulled the car out of the lot, and onto the street.
>>"Do you think there are always going to be people like that? People who call it the 'mutant problem'?"
His hands kept a steady grip on the wheel. If he'd been worried, his knuckles might've gotten white with the grip's tightness, but nothing like that happened here. "I think all things change with time. Eventually, one generation is going to catch up with another and get their heads out of the sand. Like they did with slavery, and women's suffrage, and myriad other things. Although sadly, there might still be people living out in the country, with a shotgun full of buckshot and their head up their ass." A complicated opinion on a complicated topic. But he'd used the 'ass' word, which helped.
"Right, Left." He chimed, in answer to her direction.
"Can't wait," He added with a small smirk. The car rolled along and along.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 29, 2013 21:04:14 GMT -6
Haven
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Jules
Lucky for Ashton, they didn't have to wait long. He made the turns, stopped at the proper stop lights and a few minutes later they were pulling into the parking lot at the pizza place.
It was busy, but the main dinner rush hadn't had a chance to start. People ate late in Chicago, and Quin had to smile at how different it felt here than in New York. She'd originally planned to come here to work, she'd had lots of great reasons, but MRC had outshone all of them and pulled her to the Big Apple. It didn't do to muse on 'what if's' so Quin tucked those memories away for another time and simply followed Ashton into the restaurant.
They chose to sit in the bar, and it was beautiful in its simplicity, reminiscent of the pizzeria they frequented at home. There was something about this place though, that kept it from feeling like home. There were pool tables instead of dart boards, and the bar (while spotless) lacked the old-world polished feel of the bar back in New York.
Still, the pizza smelled incredible and Quin beamed at Ashton, "This will do quite nicely. They don't sell this pizza by the slice, so we're going to have to share." she pushed a menu towards him, "Pick your poison."
Posted by Ashton Drake on Jul 29, 2013 21:23:55 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
Cinnamon
872
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Sept 20, 2024 14:57:11 GMT -6
Mugen
Leaning forward, he eyed the menu. Pepperoni was but one of the several choice choices. It was also an old standby. "One can't go wrong with pepperoni." He commented, holding the menu her way. "Unless you see anything that screams out at you 'pick me, pick me!' Pepperoni and sausage could be good tonight, too." His mouth was watering, just thinking about it.
It was a nice little place Quin had found for them. He liked pool. Beer was probably good, too. Maybe they could get a local brew on-tap, or a nice ale. Maybe they could even get it cold. Whenever they ordered at Mike's, he always liked it warm. An old world recipe. Didn't say it, but didn't need to. If they brought it home and served it cold, he'd deem them savages. Perhaps the guy here would have a less absolute opinion? Who knew? Maybe all barkeeps kept a score, and exchanged notes.
"We'll have to pick a good brew while we're at it..." He put the burden on her.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 29, 2013 21:44:37 GMT -6
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Jules
"Pepperoni it is." Quin said, mildly relieved that Ashton didn't choose every protein under the sun. "Though we could add some vegetables." she'd leave that to him, but there would be no disguising this meal as healthy.
As for beer. "They normally have pitcher specials. We'll start with whichever local brew they've got. If nothing else, it's a start."
The waiter, or in this case the bartender, approached, and Quin smiled at Ashton. "Order away, and we'll take your favorite pitcher." This guy was the professional, he wouldn't lead them astray.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Jul 29, 2013 21:58:37 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
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Sept 20, 2024 14:57:11 GMT -6
Mugen
Vegetables was right. What went well with pepperoni and sausage...? Well, he liked green peppers or red peppers. Maybe onions... eh, but not tonight. And mushrooms? Yeah. What was their rule on toppings? He looked. "Hm. How about pepperoni with sausage and green peppers, with mushrooms?" He suggested, even though it was his choice. It worked. He filed that mentally while preparing their order, and listened to Quin's helpful comments.
The barkeep approached, and she did a faux pas. Ashton covered for her. "What's one of your popular local brews? We'll have a pitcher of that. And for pizza..." He glanced Quin's way. He suddenly recalled she had that whole 'health kick' thing going on in her head. Hell, he could do without all the meat. Today, at least. "A cheese pizza with mushrooms and green peppers. Some crushed red pepper packets on the side? Thanks!" Order taken, the bartender moved to do his job. Well, Ashton decided, it was probably cheaper, too.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 30, 2013 8:03:31 GMT -6
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Jules
The pizza Ashton had suggested sounded awesome, and Quin's stomach grumbled to let her know that she appreciated his taste. It hadn't been a ridiculous amount of time since she'd eaten, but there was just something about being in a deep dish pizzeria that made a person hungry.
Things changed a bit, however, when the bartender arrived and asked what they wanted. Cheese and veggies in a Chicago pizza hole? Ashton got a look that said he was nutso, but when he ordered the brew, Quin could see the light go off in the waiter's head. Tourists, they were excused, but it was still their loss. "Be right back with the pitcher." He said over his shoulder as he turned, and Quin laughed as she turned back to Ashton.
"I'd have been fine with the pepperoni...but thanks for the thought." she said, pushing her hair back behind her ear. "Though in all honesty, the crust and the sauce are enough to clog whole sections of arteries...so I'm okay with skipping it too. Not many places here serve spinach and goat cheese on their pizza anyway."
Still wondering whether or not Ashton would have eaten spinach and goat cheese pizza, Quin was delighted when the beer arrived a moment later, with two frosted glasses.
"Don't tell Mike." she said once again as she poured herself a glass of the dark lager and took a nice, big drink. The beer was hoppy, and just a little bit bitter, but flavorful and ice cold. "Mmmmm, to Chicago."
Posted by Ashton Drake on Jul 30, 2013 10:12:03 GMT -6
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Cinnamon
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Mugen
"To Chicago," He raised his glass. To his lips. Mmmmm. He liked what he tasted. Enough to take a second sip. Then, he set his glass down momentarily. Kept his hand on it, though, to make sure it didn't fly away (with how heavenly it tasted, one couldn't be too careful). "I've had Mediterranean pizza before, and liked it. Goat cheese and spinach might be just as good. You'll have to make it some time." He smiled.
A thought struck him. "You see to be awfully familiar with Chicago. Did you used to live here?" Maybe she'd just spent a few summers visiting. It had his curiosity piqued. As he listened to her response, his beer found itself ascending towards his mouth with wings and halo.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 30, 2013 10:31:26 GMT -6
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Jules
"I've got a great recipe that's also got tofu on it. The crust is also whole wheat that you make with your own ground flour. I'll definitely let you try it some time." she said, while she took her time coming up with a proper answer to Ashton's other question. The beer lubricated the wheels in her mind and she smiled fondly at the memories.
"No, never lived here, but my parents were always looking for excuses to visit. Conferences, vacations, I think that they loved this city even if they never wanted to admit it." she mused and sipped, mused and sipped. It was kind of the way of things.
"It seems like this was the only place we never camped. It was always hotels here, and nice ones too. We'd go to the museums, and the aquarium. Sometimes we'd walk the Miracle Mile or go to Navy Pier." They were good memories, and suddenly made Quin homesick. How long had it been since she'd visited her parents? Too long, but things had been busy.
"I think they wanted me to be well rounded, and we could get here in the clunker station wagon we had before they found out about electric cars and hybrids. They also had this weird thing for Illinois. It's how I got my name." That had been a little more than she'd planned to share, but Quin was in such a good mood, it didn't seem too outlandish.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Jul 30, 2013 10:49:57 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
Cinnamon
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Sept 20, 2024 14:57:11 GMT -6
Mugen
>>"I've got a great recipe that's also got tofu on it. The crust is also whole wheat that you make with your own ground flour. I'll definitely let you try it some time."
At her mention of whole wheat crust with tofu and ground flour, he had to shake his head and laugh. That... was probably asking too much. But hell. "I'll have to try it." He said. If she had faith in it, he'd have to give her the benefit of the doubt. He trusted her. Maybe it'd knock his socks through his shoes.
He listened as she explained her answer, mulling it over with his cold drink. Yep. It was still good, according to recent surveys. Sip, sip. Parents, visits, vacations. Yeah, it had been option 2. Summers in Chicago. Shi caw go. Hotels and museums. He nodded along, smiling at the mental imagery. In his mind, kid Quin was a gangling redhead with twisted pigtails and braces on her teeth. She seemed wistful about those memories, happy. Suddenly, she was sounding like she missed some of it. Probably her parents, since they became her new topic.
He smiled and laughed along with her, at her description of a clunker station wagon. Electric hydrids and Illinois. How Quin got her name. "They sound like they're amazing," He said. "And, wait. Illinois? I don't know of any Quin, Illinois. Only..."
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 30, 2013 10:57:13 GMT -6
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Jules
"Quincy." she said with a wry smile and a toast to her parents. Another thing Quin hadn't planned to disclose, but since he already knew her middle name...there was no harm in the ugly truth about her first. "As I got older, I realized what a blessing it was that I'm a girl. They were going to use the name either way, and at least I can cut it down and make it a little less weird."
As for amazing? Quin shrugged and smiled, "I definitely could have done worse in the parent category. They have always been what they have always been though. My friends thought they were amazing, I thought they were humiliating." That brought on another fit of small giggles.
"They were those gross parents who were always affectionate with each other. They always supported me though...even if they didn't agree with my choices." she said.
"I know they weren't thrilled with my decision to be a cop...or my decision to move to New York. They equate Manhattan and Wall Street to the deepest circle of hell."
That was enough about her though. Looking through her glass, Quin regarded Ashton seriously, "What about you? I know your hometown isn't far from New York, but what were your parents like?" There may have been a brief conversation about this once before...but if so, it had been a night like this at Mikes, and there'd been too much good beer to remember all the details.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Jul 30, 2013 11:50:19 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
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Sept 20, 2024 14:57:11 GMT -6
Mugen
Quincy, huh? Not as cute as Buttercup, but... still cute. He did her a big favor, and only nodded. No laughing. No pointing. No knowing smirks or jibes. He got it, embarrassing name. No need to put salt in an old wound. There would be plenty of time for that later, if need be. But for now, Buttercup only got a 'Smart. That makes sense' and respect.
He got the feeling maybe she hadn't been expecting to give out this much information all at once, but didn't mind sharing. He felt like when he got the chance, it might not be a bad idea to do some sharing himself. He smiled when she laughed, and nodded along to her stories. Her parents really did sound interesting, if not as awesome as humanly possible. When she turned the question to him, he'd already had some things worked out in his mind.
"They're nice enough, my parents." He looked at his drink. "Mom raised me and my sister right. Dad could, when he was there. Navy job, so that wasn't always. He did his best. Was kind of hard to please, though. He wasn't too happy when I wound up deciding to be a cop, rather than a naval officer like him. My mom was far more supportive. She hadn't had any illusions of me becoming an oncologist like her." A wry smile spread across his face at the notion. "I don't think I'd have made a very good doctor. I'm better at reading people than I am at reading medical text books. Bore-ing."
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 30, 2013 11:57:18 GMT -6
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Quin nodded and listened, grateful that for once her partner wasn't teasing her about one name or the other. She knew he was filing the information away though, ready to spring it on her when she least expected.
His family sounded far more normal than hers had been growing up. Doctor Mom, Navy Officer Dad...they'd probably had things pretty good. Ashton didn't play like a rich boy though, so they'd obviously done things right. His dad had been hard to please, and from what she knew about her partner, that really didn't surprise her. He didn't really do things unless he did them well.
There was more talking, more sipping, and it was already time for a refill. Quin did it artfully, then laughed at Ashton's talk of alternate professions.
"I think you made the right choice." she said, then scowled at how warm and fuzzy that sounded. Besides, more concerning than his dislike of textbooks...
"I'm not sure that bedside manner would have been your forte either." she said, brown eyes twinkling.