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 11, 2013 21:49:53 GMT -6
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Blissful ignorance only lasted as long as it took Ashton to tell Quin to knock on his door when she was done getting herself together. The night before came crashing back down and Quin ran a hand through her hair as she threw on jeans and a casual plaid button up. It was warm out, but she'd be fine once they got on the plane.
Did she bring it up? Quin didn't know what to do, but she did know that every time she thought about what had happened the night before she felt like she'd been running and her face started to burn. It had been a good kiss...no a great kiss. Had it been one kiss? Or had it been multiple kisses all smashed together in a short period of time?
Dwelling on it made things worse, and Quin did the only think she could think of. She went into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face until she could think straight. This was her partner. These things most definitely were not allowed. It didn't matter how she felt (How did she feel?) All that mattered was that she'd done something in appropriate with her partner, and she didn't even have her shield yet.
The redhead looked at herself in the mirror in the hotel room and sighed, shaking her head as she watched the water swirl down the drain. What was she going to do?
It didn't really matter...there wasn't time to dwell. Moving back into the room, Quin gathered her things and went out the door of her room to stand in front of Ashton's. She didn't know what was going to happen yet...time would simply have to tell.
She raised her hand and knocked...this time on the hallway door.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 12, 2013 15:09:53 GMT -6
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Rubber Ducks.
The rubber ducks went away as Ashton closed his phone, and slid it into his side pocket. He pushed off against one knee, gaining his feet, then strode across the room to grab his bags and his coat. He slipped it on with a "Coming" aimed towards the door, spared one final glance around the room to see if he'd missed anything, then picked up his bags in one hand, and opened the door with the other. His grip on the two bag handles tightened as he nodded her way, then slipped past her out into the hall.
"Have your card key ready, so we can check them in and check out at the front desk," He said tactfully.
He reached the elevator first, and summoned it up.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 12, 2013 21:36:05 GMT -6
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Check in the card keys?
"I just left it in the room. That's how I've always done it." Quin said, leaning against the back of the elevator. She wasn't peevish, or snooty with her answer...she just was. Contemplative would have been a good word for it if there hadn't also been a heavy dose of humiliation. Ashton wasn't helping either, he wasn’t his normal self.
Or was he? Apparently, this was Schrodinger's mood. Quin didn't know what to do...was she supposed to bring up what had happened...or was she supposed to let it go?
The truth of the matter was...she hadn't had the time to process anything, she'd fallen asleep without sorting any of it out in her head.
The redhead sighed as the elevator doors opened. Good thing they had the long drive to the airport, and an even longer flight after for her to try and decide what she was feeling.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 12, 2013 21:46:42 GMT -6
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>>"I just left it in the room. That's how I've always done it."
He didn't roll his eyes, but he imagined doing it. Maybe he was just more superstitious than her. Or thought more of the hotel staff, and didn't want them having to bust out the master key. But it wasn't a big deal. They'd be fine. There was no reason to tell her to drop everything and go get it. He'd just let the man at the front desk know when he turned over his key. Problem solved. Moving on. Plus... He wasn't planning to kick a good girl when she was down.
The elevator doors opened, and they both stepped in. Down they went, to the first floor. Checked in a card, let him know about the other one, as planned. He mentioned it casually, after giving her the car key, and telling Archer he'd meet up with her at the car after he was done handling check out. Waited until she was out of the building. Made the drop. Moved on.
He lugged his bags up into the back of the rental. One was a suit bag, for clothing, to keep things from getting wrinkled. The other had all his other important personal and personnel and non-personal stuff. His bags joined hers, cuddling in the dark as the trunk slammed shut.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 12, 2013 21:52:37 GMT -6
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Quin was waiting in the passenger seat of the rental when Ashton dropped his luggage off in the trunk. She'd left it open when she'd climbed in so that she could start the car. It was still summer after all, and her clothing choice hadn't been the smartest decision she'd made all week.
Into the car her partner got, and Quin sighed slightly again as he pulled the car from the parking lot and onto the road that would take them to O'Hare. They were going to be right on time in spite of her oversleeping. That was a relief.
"All in all, I'd say that was a pretty successful trip." she offered when the silence got too uncomfortable to bear."[/color] Thinking about everything they'd accomplished with Chicago's budding MRC.
'All in all, a pretty successful trip', she'd said, his mind repeating it in a singsong voice. He grunted what could be construed as an affirmative as his hand turned the knob on the radio to the 'On' position. Obviously, they hadn't messed with it the entire time they'd had the car, because the last thing it had been tuned to blared too loudly in their ears. Death Metal. He instantly switched it off.
"Christ," He muttered. "Did the last guy who had this car have a Satan tattoo, too?" That hadn't even been music. Someone's larynx had died singing whatever that had been. If you could call that guttural roaring 'singing'.
The AC and the car were already running, so he shifted gears and backed up, then pointed them towards the airport. And, they were off.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 14, 2013 18:07:15 GMT -6
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Quin frowned at Ashton's demeanor and slumped down in her seat. This wasn't going well at all, she decided as her partner reached for the radio and turned it on. The music that blared made Quin slap her hands on her ears and look with wide eyes as he wondered about the ink work of the last driver.
"It's definitely not the sort of thing you'd expect in this kind of car."she said, looking out the windows as they drove.
"I guess that's how a lot of thing work here." she said softly. "Unexpectedly." Boy were her hands in her lap interesting...Quin decided as she stared at them.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 14, 2013 18:12:45 GMT -6
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"Yeah," His voice softened a little as he glanced her way. "Suppose it is." He returned his focus to the road. He supposed he was coming off a bit harsh, judging by her tone and body language. It wasn't like she'd ruined his autographed basketball or anything. She'd only kissed him. And made things interesting.
Interesting was an ambiguous word. It could mean a lot of things. His grip on the steering wheel slackened a little. He loosened his shoulders, and took a deep breath.
"I reckon we should talk about the elephant in the room before we get on the airplane. Unless you want to talk about it at several hundred feet." He suggested wryly.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 14, 2013 18:18:01 GMT -6
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Quin shot Ashton a wry look at his elephant in the room comment. He knew full and well that she'd hated that phrase ever since the elephant in the room had tried to kill her and nearly succeeded.
Still. He was right.
"I guess we should." she admitted, still studiously examining her nails.
"Should I say I'm sorry?" she asked, mortified, with her cheeks burning.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 14, 2013 18:24:30 GMT -6
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"Should I?" He replied patiently. Ashton made a turn and noted the speed limit. He sped up. They were nearly at the highway.
He didn't have to look her way to know she was embarrassed. It was in her tone just as much as it was written all over her face.
Her question was valid. So was his. Was this something he needed to apologize for, or was it on her? "Is it even something that needs apologizing for." He thought out-loud.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 14, 2013 18:37:12 GMT -6
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"It was good," He announced, in a tone he hoped was 'clearing the air'. "Just, not the right time, I guess..." He frowned at that. "Too sudden." Too sudden. "Had to put on the brakes." As comic timing was crucial, and the universe a trickster, he hit a red light to stop at just as he noted that fact.
He looked her way, uncertain if the look on his face was a smile, a sneer, or something twisted freakishly in-between. His tone hadn't been mad. Hopefully she didn't think it was a sneer. Certainly wasn't a smile, though. Not much to be happy about, as a whole.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 14, 2013 19:14:15 GMT -6
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Timing.
Quin still didn't know how she felt about the whole thing, and the look that Ashton shot her way would have been terrifying in different lighting. The redhead shrugged her shoulders.
"You were a gentleman." Quin said. She hadn't been that drunk though, and couldn't help but wonder...
"And it was very sudden." she admitted.
Suddenly, Quin's mouth felt dry.
"And really bad timing." she also admitted.
It was really hard to wet your lips when your tongue felt like sandpaper.
Posted by Ashton Drake on Aug 14, 2013 19:21:21 GMT -6
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Nice.
He needed a Gatorade.
She'd said it. Agreed with him. 'Really nice'. The light changed to green, and he went for it.
"We need to do some thinking," He said. "About whether or not we can have nice things."
His heart had nearly stopped when she'd been talking, and he figured... it probably had been just as difficult, cardiac arrest-wise, saying it. So, he'd gone there. Put himself out there for her. Just like she had. Thrown caution to the wind.
He put his foot down on the brake a little, realizing he'd been going two miles over the speed limit. Things evened out.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Aug 14, 2013 19:50:51 GMT -6
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Thinking...was thinking.
Thinking wasn't dating. Thinking wasn't doing something insane and running around town announcing they were a couple. Woah woah woah...Quin but the brakes on that kind of thinking before things got too out of hand in her head. She was starting to panic.
This was a big moment, even as thick as she was at such things, Quin could tell that there were two very distinct paths to take here.
Quin looked over at Ashton fully now, studying his profile as he drove.