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.
Lee had been putting laundry away while waiting to wake Kevin up to get him ready for school when she came across something she hadn't expected to see. Something she had forgotten about.
A black t-shirt depicting a dog playing a bass.
Lee had forgotten that she had borrowed that shirt from Jay, had worn it home from his house. Forgotten because she hadn't seen it since then. But in the mass catch up of laundry she had done the day before, she apparently uncovered it.
Lee frowned. She did not want it, it's not like it was a reminder of good times or anything. So Lee decided it was going to be returned. He has done her the 'favour’ of returning her bra.
So after dropping Kevin off at school, Lee made her way to Jay's apartment. Knocking on the door, Lee only briefly wondered whether she would be waking Jay up. And after the stunt that he had pulled at the bar, it'd be all the better if he wasn't alone.
Posted by Jay Fisher on Jan 7, 2018 20:11:09 GMT -6
The Syndicate
Soldier of The Syndicate
Lightskyblue/Lightgreen
Heterosexual
Open--Loves Zelda
586
40
Apr 18, 2019 21:30:44 GMT -6
Fishy
It was a relatively quiet day, for Jay; he'd had rehearsal last night, and had gotten a solid three hours of sleep before he found himself awake again, drinking coffee. He was sadly alone that day, since Zelda did have a job and a house of her own, so he pulled out his bass, turned it up loud enough to disturb the neighbors--not that they were home; jobs--and just began to play out random tunes as he closed his eyes. The music was soon all that was on his mind.
That is, until his keen hearing picked up on a knocking sound bleeding through his thumping bassline. A very annoying, gradually getting louder, knocking sound. The door. Sighing, he put the bass down, not bothering to put on any pants as he got up to answer the door in his boxers. He figured it was Zelda, after all. Who else could it be?
After a few moments, he opened the door, "Hey ba--" But it wasn't Zelda. It was Lee. "****, hang on..." closing the door a little, he grabbed a pair of pants off of the floor nearby and put them on.
"Hey, Lee....uh...what brings you here?" he asked, hoping she wasn't here just to hit him again. Sure, he may have deserved it, but that woman packed a mean punch...
Lee knew that Jay was home. The reason she knew was that she could hear him playing his bass inside the apartment. Playing it loudly enough that she was sure it would be disturbing the neighbours, were any of them home. So Lee just started knocking louder. And louder. And then louder still as the music continued to play. The fact that he hadn’t stopped yet to answer the door was starting to annoy Lee.
But finally, Jay did stop playing his bass. Yet she kept knocking for a few moments so there’d be no question in his mind that there was someone at his door. She only finally stopped knocking as her siphoning felt a person approaching from the other side of the door.
And then the door opened. A moment later, Lee’s eyes widened. There was Jay alright. Wearing nothing but boxers.
Something Jay realized a moment later as he swore and closed the door slightly. Lee was just reaching out her hand to stop the door from closing all the way, thinking that Jay might actually close the door in her face, when she felt him approaching again.
He had found pants, but was still shirtless as he stood there. Rolling her eyes, Lee shook her head slightly as Jay stammered a question about why she was there. ”Well, I hope I’m interrupting,” she said. Was she still a little bitter about the whole bra incident? Damn right, she was.
Then she reached into her purse and pulled out Jay’s shirt, holding it out to him. ”I found this,” she told him simply. ”I don’t need it, have no use for it, so figured I’d return the favour.”
Posted by Jay Fisher on Jan 8, 2018 4:19:46 GMT -6
The Syndicate
Soldier of The Syndicate
Lightskyblue/Lightgreen
Heterosexual
Open--Loves Zelda
586
40
Apr 18, 2019 21:30:44 GMT -6
Fishy
Luckily she seemed not to notice that he'd almost called her 'babe,' and she still seemed pretty salty over this whole ordeal. Though when he thought about it...he couldn't blame her. But honestly, he felt it was too late and he'd dug himself in too deep a hole to try to repair things with her. He'd messed up, and he knew it. She may have burned the bridge between them, but he handed her the torch.
"Well, while I'd love to brighten your day by telling you I was in the middle of sex or something like that...I wasn't," he said with a slight shrug, a little bit of charm bleeding through with his humor; though this time he wasn't using his charm to sleep with her, as great as those times had been. Right now, he was just trying to be charming enough that she wouldn't kill him.
He nodded, gingerly taking the shirt from her. "Thanks. Look...I'm sorry I've been a jerk, I just...don't know how to handle these things. And the night with the bra? I was already sort of pissed because..." he gave a dry chuckle. "Let's just say I'm not the one who found it."
Lee frowned when Jay straight out said that he hadn’t been in the middle of sex or anything like that. Which she knew, obviously. He wouldn’t have been playing his bass if he’d been having sex. ”Too bad,” Lee ended up saying anyway. ”It’d only be fair if I interrupted you like that with someone here.”
But then he was taking the shirt out of her hand, and Lee couldn’t help but notice that he was very careful about doing it. She noticed, because once upon a time she had been that careful when taking things from people so her hand wouldn’t accidentally brush against theirs.
Lee just raised her eyebrows when Jay apologized. That’s how he was going to apologize? But he continued, and Lee just burst out laughing. ”Oh, that must have been great!” Lee exclaimed, actually happy for once in weeks while having any kind of thought about Jay. ”I’m guessing she wasn’t happy, then? Did she even know you slept around?”
Posted by Jay Fisher on Jan 8, 2018 16:48:30 GMT -6
The Syndicate
Soldier of The Syndicate
Lightskyblue/Lightgreen
Heterosexual
Open--Loves Zelda
586
40
Apr 18, 2019 21:30:44 GMT -6
Fishy
"And what makes you think we would have stopped?" he asked, a somewhat teasing tone to his voice, but he was sporting that usual sly, mischievous look that he often carried, and his eyes sported that all-too-familiar twinkle of mischief.
And then....well he was trying his damnedest to be sincere, and she took some sort of sick enjoyment in it. Or maybe it was in the fact that he sucked at it, but at least he was trying, right? "Not as great as the look on your face that night in the bar...though you made a lot of great expressions," he said smoothly, his voice cool and steady as he spoke. Maybe he was trying to get another rise out of her, or maybe he was just trying to throw her off her guard a little bit.
"If you must know, she wasn't happy about finding the bra, but she knew about the....extracurricular activities you and I engaged in before becoming serious. In fact...she was probably more angry about the fact that it'd gone unnoticed on the floor for so long."
After a pause, he looked at her. "So, can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea? Beer? Eye of newt?" Okay that last joke kind of slipped out, but luckily his free hand was still on the backside of the door, just in case he needed to make a quick getaway.
Lee raised her eyebrows at Jay’s question. ”Did you not learn how determined I am?” Lee asked. And it was true, she was very determined when she set her mind to something. Stubborn is the other word that had been used by people to describe her.
”Plus, I could hear your bass, and I know you’re not that talented.”
As Jay started speaking again, Lee’s face blanked in shock that he would actually say that. But as he continued, and Lee heard what she thought might have been a hint of wistful reminiscing behind the tease, it stopped her from acting, stopped the hand from rising to slap Jay across the face. Though, even if she had done that, it would have been far kinder than what she had done the last time they saw each other.
Then Jay was actually explaining, and for once Lee thought he might be telling the whole truth without prodding. Lee frowned at the explanation, though. Her bra had been on the floor for that long, unnoticed by Jay? ”You never actually clean, do you?” She asked, shaking her head slightly. She knew that there had been times when things...flew during those extracurricular activities, as Jay put it, but for him to have not noticed a bra for that long?
As Jay spoke again, all Lee could do was stand there and blink at him for a few moments. Was he...He was actually...After everything that had happened? ”Beer would be great. Maybe then I can wrap my head around how you, of all people, couldn’t see a bra that was sitting in your apartment for weeks.”
Posted by Jay Fisher on Jan 8, 2018 22:05:55 GMT -6
The Syndicate
Soldier of The Syndicate
Lightskyblue/Lightgreen
Heterosexual
Open--Loves Zelda
586
40
Apr 18, 2019 21:30:44 GMT -6
Fishy
"True, but at the same time you gave in to my charm pretty quick," he noted, then smirked as he thought a moment. "Well, on the one hand, I've never tried that. On the other, I don't plan to. I make a rule not to multitask while....yeah," he said with a slight shrug, winking out of instinct.
"Well, in my defense, it was under the couch. The couch had...moved slightly, and she saw part of the strap," he said, explaining the situation as vaguely as he could while still maintaining his defense. Shaking his head, he turned back to his apartment, going to the fridge and grabbing a couple of beers; on the way he draped the shirt on the kitchen chair. Then, he handed one to her.
"Look...I was a jerk about this whole thing, I know that. But I'll try to keep that to a minimum," he finally said, making one more attempt at at least making this somewhat peaceful. Sitting on the couch, he cracked his beer open and took a sip.
She gave in...despite everything that had happened between the two of them since that first day she had actually met Jay, Lee couldn’t stop the blush from spreading across her cheeks at his words. She had done that, hadn’t she? Maybe that was the mistake she had made, not the fact that she had become more attached to him than she had planned to.
But then Jay explained that the couch...moving was what had caused the lost bra to be found, and Lee rolled her eyes slightly. ”Again, Jay, it’s called ‘cleaning’. It tends to be a good thing to do.” Still shaking her head, Lee watched in slight confusion as Jay walked away from the door, but leaving it open. And into the kitchen he went.
He was actually getting her a drink. Slowly, uncomfortably, Lee followed Jay into the apartment, closing the door behind her. It was strange, she had never thought she would be back here again, but the place was still familiar enough that she knew exactly where to hang her coat, set her purse, before following behind Jay to the couch.
Taking the offered beer, Lee opened it and took a sip as she listened to Jay. Then took a deep breath as she nodded her head. ”Yes, you were. And if I had known you could be that much of a jerk, nothing would have ever happened between us. To be honest, it probably would have been better if nothing had happened between us.”
Posted by Jay Fisher on Jan 8, 2018 22:50:29 GMT -6
The Syndicate
Soldier of The Syndicate
Lightskyblue/Lightgreen
Heterosexual
Open--Loves Zelda
586
40
Apr 18, 2019 21:30:44 GMT -6
Fishy
"Yeah...I'm kinda working on that," Jay murmured about the cleaning, shrugging slightly.
And then, the next thing he knew, they were sitting on the couch, drinking and talking. And...it was deeper than he'd have liked, but then again, his favorite thing to do on that couch was nowhere near talking. "I know, but...what's done is done. I was stupid, yeah, and maybe I did throw away something good," he said, taking liberal sips of his beer. "Maybe it would have been better, but at the same time...I don't necessarily....regret what we had. Yeah, we'll never be there again, but...there was some good in it. Well, I thought, anyway." He shrugged, occasionally looking over at her.
"I hate you had to be that girl, but...seeing what I'd done to you...I don't want to be that guy anymore. All my days of fun and meaningless sex may have only been meaningless to me," he murmured as he took another sip of beer, then sat in silence for a spell.
And then Jay was talking. Never had he gotten this deep with her before, not once had he come this close to talking about feelings with her. And that had probably been where the problem came from.
But Lee listened as Jay spoke, slowly sipping on her beer. And as he continued, Lee’s eyes dropped down to look at her beer bottle held in her hand. He didn’t regret what they had had, thought that maybe it could have been something really good?
Lee just took a deep breath, but then he said he hated she’d been that girl, and Lee’s eyes darted up to Jay. ”But isn’t that the kind of girl you meant me to be?” Lee asked Jay. ”Use me, have fun with me, and then leave me? I know we had agreed on nothing serious, but that doesn’t change what you had intended. And emotions don’t always listen to the head.”
Posted by Jay Fisher on Jan 9, 2018 8:16:54 GMT -6
The Syndicate
Soldier of The Syndicate
Lightskyblue/Lightgreen
Heterosexual
Open--Loves Zelda
586
40
Apr 18, 2019 21:30:44 GMT -6
Fishy
He nodded, taking a long, slow swig of beer. "That's honestly what I intended everyone to be...though usually I never saw anyone more than once. That was the life I'd chosen, but...maybe that wasn't one of my best choices." He sighed a moment as he looked at her.
"No one wants to be someone else's lesson. And yet...here we are. You taught me that emotions will get involved no matter what, and I taught you not to trust every jackass with puppy dog eyes," he said with a dry chuckle, shaking his head.
"I know what I'm about to say doesn't affect you in the slightest, but...I'm trying not to be that guy anymore. I know, too little too late." He finished off his beer, setting the empty bottle on the table.
Lee closed her eyes as she listened to Jay speak. And then she was silent for a few moments after he finished, just sitting there.
Finally, she took a deep breath before looking over at Jay. ”Apparently, in good at getting emotions involved when they're not supposed to be,” Lee said softly, almost a little sadly, her eyes dropping bank to her beer. ”My ex-husband was the same, one night stands, zero attachment. Then I centre along, except in that case, it was him pushing for more, wanting to have a relationship. One I didn't think I was capable of having.
“So as much as it hurt,” Lee said, looking back up at Jay. ”As much as you were a jerk and went about it all in a horrible way, I do, sort of, understand.”
He wasn't good at the whole feeling and emotion thing? Yeah, Lee kind of got that the first day when the mention of anything long term had made him look like he was about to panic.
”Well, it does help when you don't say something idiotic that makes me want to deck you,” Lee said as she watched Jay stand up. And while he was gone, Lee just leaned back against the couch, sipping on her beer.
Once Jay came back, Lee was only silent for a few moments before she spoke again, her voice soft. But there was no longer the same pain or anger in it. ”So, is she the one?”