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 Aug 2, 2013 18:21:26 GMT -6
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That sounded right, and Quin pouted, then took the opportunity to get more beer from the almost empty second pitcher. When she came back, he was lining up his second shot.
Damn. It was good too. Luckily he missed the third shot, and it was her turn again. Even luckier was the fact that with his miss, Ashton had cleared a spot for her to easily knock the pesky 6 ball right into its home in the right corner pocket. Quin met her partner smirk for smirk, took a drink of her beer, and tried to line up for a shot.
Things had looked good after the break, but what she'd neglected to think about was the fact that the cue ball would move as they shot it around the table. Things simply weren't as easy as they'd looked before, and from what Quin could see, every shot she took at one of her balls would hit one of Ashton's.
There was nothing else for it, she took the shot, hitting the 12 and knocking it into her 5.
The balls collided, and shot away from each other, as physics was wont to make them do. Neither found a pocket though.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 2, 2013 19:28:30 GMT -6
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And now it was on him to wrap up the game. He took a shot. It hit a pocket, and lined up for his next shot. More balls followed that as the game wound down. Finally, it was down to the last shot.
"Eight ball, corner pocket." Ashton said, setting his sights on the ball. His eyes narrowed as they judged the distance, angle and force he'd need, then-- "Checkmate." The ball went in. Somewhere in the back of his mind, colorful confetti was streaming and crowds were screaming. He took a step back and set his cue away.
"Good game." Ashton said as the cue slid into place on the wall.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 2, 2013 19:36:00 GMT -6
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All Quin could do was stare, open-mouthed, as Ashton proceeded to make shot after shot. It wasn't like in the movies where with one trick shot he knocked all of the stripes into the pockets...but it might as well have been. Pool matches were supposed to last ages, with dramatic looks and intimidation ploys. This wasn't a game though...it was a schooling.
The 8-ball found its way into the proper burrow, and Quin forced her mouth closed, blinking rapidly to try and sort out what had just happened.
Dammit. Dammit, dammit, dammit! She had to take a drink of beer before she could even address it. A big one.
Good Game? She burst out laughing and moved to put her cue back on the rack. "That's one way to put it." Bluh, this meant she'd lost the bet too.
"I bow to the master." she said, doing exactly what she'd done the last time she'd gotten cocky in a dojo and the Sensei had put her in the place and bowed at the waist. It was easy to do that in a bar when you were three or four glasses in over the course of a couple hours.
"You may claim your spoils. What do I owe you? Pizza and a pitcher? Both pitchers?"
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 2, 2013 20:07:14 GMT -6
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"A kiss." Ashton smiled innocently. "Right here." He pointed to his cheek. "That's all. I can cover the beer if you handle the pie."
He thought his request was more than fair. After all, what else would a dashing and victorious knight request? Not that he was dashing or a knight, mind you. But victorious? Hell yeah!
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 2, 2013 20:16:17 GMT -6
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Quin's eyebrows had rose as Ashton made his initial request, then fell and were accompanied by a small eye roll as he finished.
A kiss on the cheek?
Well. That was a small price to pay for a night full of fun, and the schooling she'd taken at the pool table. He was still teasing her a little too, which made Quin smile in the lopsided way that only beer could facilitate.
"A fair boon to beg, and a fair split on the pizza." she said, 'You want it now, or you want to cash it in later?"
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 2, 2013 20:42:52 GMT -6
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His words escaped him alongside a laugh. "Let's get our tab squared away and our leftovers boxed. We're going to need a cab back to the hotel." If this were their regular bar, Mike already would have called one out.
His head bowed down as he fumbled cash out of his wallet for the drinks. Ashton shot a smirk Quin's way as he glanced at her, then passed the barkeep the bills.
At some point during the night, the baseball cap duo had vanished from sight, probably off kissing somewhere. Or they'd turned in. The tab was handled. Ashton held the cab door open for Quin with a charming grin. "Ladies first," He said. That was door two he'd held for her that night. He followed her into the cab, and gave directions to Julio the cabbie. The cab pulled off into the night.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 2, 2013 21:03:24 GMT -6
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In lieu of an actual answer, Ashton suggested they settle up the bill. Later it would be, Quin decided, wondering if he was going to even remember by the time they got back to the hotel. It was just a kiss on the cheek after all.
Ashton dug for money in his wallet, and Quin dug for cash in her purse. Eventually they sorted out the bill, and got the cab. They even remembered to get the pizza on their way out. Ashton held the door when the cab rolled up, and Julio took them back to the hotel, no shortage of witty banter as they made their way. They'd have to make their way back to the restaurant for the rental car in the morning...
A few more minutes, and a well tipped cab driver later found them emerging from the elevator and standing in the hall in front of their rooms. "That was more fun than any annihilation that resounding has any right to be." she said, propping her shoulder against her door frame.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 2, 2013 21:14:28 GMT -6
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"My pleasure," He smiled.
For a moment, they just stood their by their doors. It had been a great night, hadn't it? Amazing pizza, good beer, a fun game of pool, and a beauti-- a stray thought tore that stray thought asunder. Were her cheeks a little hot? Ah yeah, that reminded him.
His head bowed for a moment as he chuckled. "The bet," he said, nearly smacking his forehead. His eyes rose to meet Quin's. "Almost forgot."
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 2, 2013 21:25:15 GMT -6
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People who worked together and knew each other well made eye contact all the time. That's why it was weird that Quin's cheeks got even hotter when Ashton's eyes met hers.
He did remember the bet. Quin shook her head and laughed, "I almost thought you were going to forget." she said.
"This cheek," she said, pointing to her left, "Or this one?" she said, mirroring the action with the other.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 2, 2013 21:40:05 GMT -6
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Simple question. Easy to answer. His answer was an action, bodily movement. He leaned forward, then kissed her right cheek.
"That one." He said, as he pulled away.
Yeah, he'd pointed to his cheek as if he'd wanted her to kiss it in the bar, and here he'd kissed HER cheek, which they hadn't talked about, BUT! It was an awfully cute cheek.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 2, 2013 21:45:15 GMT -6
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And then he kissed her cheek!
Quin couldn't hide her little "Oh!" of surprise at the lips that were quickly pressed against her face and then disappeared.
Wasn't he.....? Hadn't she....?
"Well!" she said, awash with nervous giggles as she fumbled with card that would let her into her room.
"Goodnight!" she blurted as the key slid home and the little light turned green. In she went, and shut the door only to lean her back against it a moment later palm firmly planted on her forehead.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 2, 2013 21:55:46 GMT -6
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His door clicked shut behind him. The springs in the bed squeaked slightly as his back hit the mattress full-on, arms spread Rock Star style, fingertips pointed towards each wall. His legs hung limply over the end, feet still shod.
'"Well!"', she'd said. And giggled. And fumbled her card out quicker than you could say Jesus H. Tapdancing Christ. She'd closed the door and locked herself in. He hadn't checked, but he'd assumed. He couldn't tell if he'd been incredibly stupid... or incredibly suave. Sometimes, they were one and the same.
The ceiling was especially nice tonight. Very white and smooth. With an overhead lamp. Hotels didn't always have those. Usually, you made due with the bedside table lamp and the lamp in the corner. The bathroom lamps. And the TV. He didn't feel like watching TV. He was still dwelling on whether or not he'd screwed up. She'd been beautiful, though. With a cute laugh.
The back of his hand hit his forehead. He'd have to take his contacts off soon. It was good he hadn't worn his glasses, or they'd have smacked him on the bridge of his nose. "Well!" He muttered with faux excitement. Maybe a shower would be good.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 2, 2013 22:04:56 GMT -6
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"Well!" Quin exclaimed, mocking herself with the word as she forcibly pried her hand off of her forehead. What had come over her? Giggling like a school girl and retreating into her hotel room like the Big Bad Wolf was chasing her through the forest was not the way one handled a simple kiss on the cheek from a friend.
Quin wasn't wasted, she wasn't smashed, but maybe she was just buzzed enough for her mind to entertain notions that it didn't usually allow to surface. For example. One didn't act this way over a kiss on the cheek from a friend or a partner...but they just might if the kiss came from someone else.
Quin let her arms drop to her sides for a moment, still leaning against the door to the hotel room, blinking into the semi-darkness she'd left when they'd gone out for dinner. What if?
Suddenly, her legs were moving and she was standing in front of the door that adjoined the two rooms, unlocking her side of the door, she raised her fist and knocked twice...half hoping Ashton wouldn't open the door, and not sure what she would do if he did.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 2, 2013 22:44:09 GMT -6
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First, he'd kicked off his shoes. Then, he'd slid them under the chair. He'd put the leftovers away in the mini fridge, hung up his jacket, and was just on his way towards the bathroom and the shower, when someone came knock knock knocking on his chamber door. Except the sound wasn't coming from the main door. He swung his head towards the adjoining door. Quin's door.
"Nevermore." Came a quiet nonsensical comment from somewhere in his head, too quiet for anyone but him to hear.
What did she want? Was she going to yell... or worse... talk? Maybe it was something else?
Cautiously, as if the door lock might bite him, Ashton unlocked the door. And opened it.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 2, 2013 23:02:10 GMT -6
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Well.
For a moment, Quin just stood in the doorway, looking at Ashton and trying to figure out what exactly her plan had been here. There were all sorts of feelings and questions rolling around in her head, but something about his demeanor told her that now was not going to be the time for conversation...Quin was a little drunk, but she wasn't stupid.
So she only said one thing, lifting her eyes to look at his.
"I was the one who was supposed to be doing the kissing."
And then she did. Except she didn't kiss him on the cheek...and it wasn't intended to be very chaste.