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.
It was totally inappropriate timing, but she couldn't help it. She turned and tried to hide a laugh that snuck out from more of his creative swearing. Who cared if their lives were definitely in danger!? This guy was funny!
"Sure can!" She quipped back and reached for his hand. The money was had, he had his prized weapon and she had the duffle. All that was left was to cheese it as fast as possible.
With her bag over one shoulder, she phased the both of them and sprinted straight through the side of the van, through the wall on the outside of it, continued through a semi-busy kitchen, and out onto the other side into an adjoining alley.
"Where are we fleeing too?" She gasped out, slowing down a bit as soon as they were fully out of the last wall and she could release him from her power. "Cab? Restaurant? Evil lair?"
She wasn't going to have to force herself to go for a jog for at least a month, after all of this.
Over the normal sounds of daily life in the city, she could barely hear the angry shouting coming from their pursuers and shifted the bag a bit higher up on her shoulder.
"Knock someone off of their segue and cackling gleefully as we roll off slowly into the night?"
She watched as someone rolled by on exactly that, talking on their phone while they steered the thing onehanded.
Aaaaand more running. Because they hadn’t done enough of that already. But at least there were some good views. Inside of a van wall. Inside of a brick wall. Inside another kitchen (were they only passing through kitchens?). Inside another wall. THen finally out into not-so-fresh air.
Zek was really wanting to heave. All that running and not that long after absorbing a van. Not a great combination. His legs were starting to lock up. “Owie owie, owie,” he muttered as he stumbled away from Juni’s grasp.
Hopefully by now they’d managed to actually lose the losers. And at least his powers seemed to be working. And he had a mace. So no matter what happened, he was ready. But first the murder bucket. A ball formed right on top of the handle still in his hand and the murder bucket vanished. “I...need…ice cream….” Zek huffed. “We go...to find…. Ice cream.”
Zek absorbed the morningstar as well and bent over to rest his palms on his knees. Gasp. Breathe. Pant. Listen to Juniper’s amazing sounding idea. And watch the dude on a segway appear.
“Sounds great to me,” he said wearily. “I’ll throw, you fetch.” And then Zek straightened up and threw another ball at cellphone pedestrian man. He completely missed. Boy was he out of it. But so was the guy. “This is why you shouldn’t be on the phone when on one of these thing,” he muttered. “No awareness.” The second ball missed as well, blinking out of existence as soon as it had gone past the guy. Right before the man rolled away from the mouth of the alley, Zek finally caught him.
“Okay, now we got a random segway from out of nowhere,” he said. It was entirely possible Juniper had been talking this whole time, but he really couldn’t be bothered to pay attention at the moment. He was suddenly really wanting to sit down and devour an entire sundae. With all the toppings. He continued: “Quick: suggest us knocking someone out of their Ferrari.”
"Pfft!" She turned her head as she laughed again, covering her lips with a fist. It had been a joke, but... Oh well! If he really wanted to, she was fine with it she guessed!
"Aye Aye, Captain!" Had she worn out that joke yet?
He made the driver vanish, she scuttled out like a goblin from the shadows, hefted the whole thing over her head and scuttled back in before drawing too much attention. Now they had a segue. She'd never worked one before. She set it down awkwardly while imagining what kind of creative balancing act they were going to have to pull off to both ride on it, unless she wanted to assume Backpack!Juniper mode again.
She blinked at him at the Ferrari comment, rolled her eyes skyward for a moment as she thought about it, and then shrugged. "I can literally hop in any car and just phase the driver out, so... yeah, we could totally Epic Hiest Automoboile it right now." Of course, there were also a few parked cars on the street. "Want me to dive in feet first and knock some old lady out through her door?" She was kidding, but... "I'm mostly kidding." She jerked her hood up to cover her hair and face a bit.
"Middle-aged dorks I'm fine with, though."
Ahead of them, a car pulled up to the curb where a meter sat, and she figured if they were gonna do it now was as good a time as any! It wasn't a Ferrari by a long shot, but it'd do, and it was red (her favorite color) as a bonus!
"Here we go!" She snatched up one of his hands again, regardless of if he was ready to run or not, and dragged him with her out of the alley. The guy driving the car had just started to get out by the time she hopped through the passenger door, plopped herself in the drivers seat, and reached through his window to snag the keys he had just used to lock his car from his hands.
"H-hey!!"
She made no comment as she slammed the keys into the ignition, turned it, and jerked the car into drive. It wasn't a stick shift like she was used to, but manual was easy enough to drive.
The angry owner shouted at them as she quickly pulled away, merging into the flow of traffic and finally left that whole block (and mess) behind. "I know a guy who makes really good ice cream! Sells it out of a little cart not too far from where I live, if you're interested?" Man, Matteo would be a sight for sore eyes.
She didn't bother with a seatbelt, but she did slide off the duffle and kinda shove it through the middle toward the back.
It met resistance, and growling ensued. Juniper glanced in the rearview just as a shaggy mop of grey curls popped up from the backseat. "RRRRRR" "Oh no"
A medium-sized dog woke up from a presumed nap and was not at all happy that not-his-owners were currently in his car. Juniper EEPED loudly and ducked away, even though she didn't really need to worry, and the pup started to invite himself aggressively to into the front.
The segway was there. But now they had no intention of using it. Because they were about to get some wheels. Zek had no problem with that. After all, he’d also swiped one vehicle in this escapade and that had actually turned out pretty well, considering the ginormous amounts of cash he now had.
Who knew epic heist automobiling could be so rewarding?
Then lo and behold, a nice red car showed up, just out front of their alley. Funny how so much stuff seemed to pass right by there. It was a wonder that more people didn’t stake that alley out for such fortuitous times like this. Then again, Zek guessed that standard thieves and robbers didn’t quite have access to his and JuJu’s...er, skillset..
“Herewegoagain!” he cried, barely having enough time to leave a red orb on the segway. Cellphone guy appeared on it in the exact same position as he had been, and the segway then rolled into the wall of the alley. “Nexttimepayattention!” Zek’s voice carried as he himself was carried away and through the alley to grandmother’s house we stole.
Slickest moves he’d seen. Zek stuck his amazing tongue out at the the man they were liberating from the burdens of automobile insurance and then pointed a finger forward. “Engage, Number One! First street on the left and straight on ‘til morning!”
And they were off!
Zek started fiddling with the expensive-looking radio set and started trying to find a good station (and adjust the light display on the console) when ice cream got his attention. “I am soo interested,” he said matter-of-factly. “And remember, it’s on you. Think we’ll need to stop by a bank first though?”
He patted her fun-gotten duffle as she slid it back. Then the car started acting funny. “What’s that soun--?”
Then a medium-sized dog suffered a rude awakening and tried to make it’s way into the front. Juniper EEPED. Zek shrieked “AYIYIYIIYI” and immediately plastered himself to his side of the car. The car swerved and physics pulled the dog further into the front, where the gods decided to ensure the dog came onto Zek’s side and his lap.
“AAHHHHHH!” he panicked and immediately pushed the dog away. A blinding flash (at least, in those close quarters it was blinding) appeared and the dog vanished.
“AAAAHHHHH!!” he continued to yell because sometimes you just needed to yell. “AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!” He started to roll down the window on his side for several seconds before realizing cars only had digital window controls and no manual cranks anymore. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!” His fingers found the door locks. THe doors locked. “AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!” THe doors unlocked. “AAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!” He found a candy bar. “Oh yum.” The window started rolling down. “AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” He threw a red orb out the window. “TAKE THAT YOU LITTLE DEMON MONSTER FREAK! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!”
Then Zek sat back and patiently rolled the window up.
There was much screaming to be had, but Juniper had to pay attention to the road of they were going to end up partially merged with a telephone pole.
Once the car was free of dogs and the calamity caused by one, she pried her fingers out of the death grip she had on the wheel and breathed out a whew.
A beat passed.
"So.... I've never stolen a car before. This is a first." Liberating a vehicle from a newly dead person didn't count, right?
"what was that about a bank? I can swing that way if you want."
She was serious, but... not about her half of the money. Nope. That pile of moolah was going straight home and she was gonna bury it in the walls with the rest of her ill-gotten gains.
Whether they actually pulled an awkward and super shading looking drive to a bank or not, eventually they ended up on the block where she knew she'd find Matteo and his delicious ice cream. She ditched the car there, while it was still in mostly pristine condition (that dent in the driver side door was so not her fault, nope), and they could walk the rest of the way.
"What's your favorite flavor? Mine's choco-chip mint."
Man, her day had been pretty eventful! What had she even come out of her apartment for in the first place?
Zek was fiddling with the radio again and totally pretending the last minute or so hadn’t happened at all. Not awkward. Nope. Uh uh. Joe Cool all the way.
Zek was good at lying to himself.
“I’ve never stolen a car like that before,” he said, latching onto regular conversation. “This was way more dramatic.” He jerked a thumb toward the back. “Especially with that furry freak of devilspawn.” He paused. “Also car keys. Lonely cars tend to not have them. At least if the person isn’t driving the car.”
“Ah nope, nothing about a bank. You misheard. Completely. Yep,” Zek said uber convincingly. Honestly, he should win an award. He obviously hadn’t been trying to joke earlier and have it fall completely flat. Yeah right. Not this guy! No way.
What happened next may or may not have involved a dramatic, epic heist at a well-known major financial institution, fraught with danger, true love, a dash of comedy, and a couple of background characters you became emotionally invested in even though you knew things weren’t going to turn out well for them.
All that really mattered is that there was now ice cream.
“Hmm, I like a lot of flavors,” he said, staring at the list of options. “I think I’m gonna go for the blue raspberry though. After all, blue tastes different.” He looked Juniper dead in the eye. “So much better than the regular pink options.”
He turned away, expressionless, and went ahead and ordered his choice. “It’s on her,” he informed the ice cream guy.
Matteo was... confused. Hadn't it just been like a few weeks ago that his favorite little and big blondes had come by and announced that they were on a date? And yet here Juniper was, at his cart, with some other fellow! What was the world coming to these days?? Why, he'd met and married his wife when they were just-
"I'll have the usual, Matteo!" She piped up, shattering the long-winded rant he'd been having in his head. He knew better than to pester her about her love life after the last few attempts feel through.
"Of, Ginepro!" He was all goofy smiles as he got started on her cone, before turning his attention to her... friend?
"Blue Razberry! A favorite of mine!" It was always vanilla, vanilla, vanilla, chocolate, vanilla with the kids these days. Why in his day-!
"Have I shown you pictures of the newest grandbaby yet?!" He passed the two cones over, excitedly mishearing pretty much everything Zek said and completely missing the looks.
Juniper was not as lucky. She was torn between wanting to cackle, and wanting to crawl in a hole maybe. She made damn sure to look away guiltily as she reached through her duffle bag and pulled out a stack of bills in order to pay. Ice cream was definitely a good idea. Yep. It was suddenly very hot outside. Unbearably. She was definitely not blushing in shame. nope.
Her voice cracked a little as she handed a large bill over and tucked the rest away, and Matteo was so engrossed in pulling out the LARGEST tome of baby pictures anyone had ever seen that he didn't even bat an eye at how much money she had just been holding.
"Luca?"
"Seen er'"
"Romeo?"
"Seen im', and still need to watch it."
"Hmm...Carmelo!" He shifted through pages lightly fast as she grabbed her cone and gave it a lick. "Saw him last week! Cute little tyke."
"Bah!" Huffing, Matteo tucked the book away again reluctantly and got her change for her.
"I'll have a new one to show you two weeks from now!"
She just grinned before waving and turning away, pointing toward some nearby benches. "Wanna sit?"
Zek finally started smiling when he saw the effect his comments had on Juniper. His eyes became positively round and shiny when Matteo started catching Juniper up on what appeared to be every kid born in Italy in the last century.
He accepted his cone and his grinning just kept growing. By the time the doorstopper of a book (heck, it could stop a truck!) came out, Zek was practically vibrating with giddiness.
Juniper clearly wanted away from there. Zek decided to humor her. “Sure. My legs are really sore anyways,” he said. Then he turned back and quickly yelled to the ice cream guy, “Beautiful grandbabies, sir! Just the kind Juniper here has been telling me she wants!” He toasted the guy with his ice cream and then brusquely led the way to a bench.
Plopping down and manspreading as much as possible. He took a long lick of his ice cream. Then another. He also decided to take a third, this time spinning the cone so he could lick all around it. He glanced at his cohort. “Serious question time,” he said facing her.
“Is my tongue blue?” He stuck his tongue out at her.
She tripped, caught herself, and nearly choked to death on a mouthful of minty goodness from just one comment. One.
ONE
Zek was clearly very dangerous when it came to her limited social life.
To make matters worse, she could hear the gasp of excitement from Matteo's cart and a hush of whispers in Italian and knew her life was about to get a lot more complicated whenever she stopped for icecream.
"You monster!" She hissed, completely not serious, and not bothering to stop eating her treat either. "He's gonna pester me even more now!"
She settled down and there was a very short war for knee space until she just phased her competing leg through his, and that was that. They could both attempt to swallow up all the room with their legs however they say fit.
... Crap, her mind went places again.
Zek's "serious question" prompted her to stop mid lick and look at him, tongue still plopped out and pressed into ice cream.
Her instinct was to try ad Raz him back for the joke, but she stumbled over it a few times in her head. Huh. Blue tongue.
Real quick she darted forward and stole a lick of his ice cream, sitting back triumphantly with her tongue poked out as well.
"Lookit! So's mine!"
Now she could add 'Ice cream thief' to her growing criminal resume.
Zek froze. She licked his ice cream. She LICKED his ICE CREAM. She put her tongue on his ice cream and made off with some of it. Slowly his neck began to rotate in her direction. He stopped blinking. His face went expressionless although his eyes did narrow.
Zek stared at Juniper the ice cream thief. He glanced down her leg bisecting his own. It was one thing to invade his space. It was another thing to violate physical laws and have two legs in the same palace at one time. Both were great things to do on a Tuesday.
But take a man’s ICE CREAM?!?!
His eyes narrowed further. This meant war. And he had an idea. A nasty, vile idea.
“Cute,” he finally said, acting all nonchalantly, his head snapping back to a regular position. The evil glint in his eye betrayed his innocence though. He took a long, slow lick of his ice cream, from the bottom to the top. “You know…” he drawled. “If you wanted to lick my,” Zek coughed,” ice cream cone, all you had to do was ask.”
He licked his lips. Oh look over there. Was that a bird? Such a pretty bird. You so cool over there, just like I am so cool and collected over here. He licked his ice cream again.
Tongue and stolen ice cream vanished back into her face and she blinked at him. Blinked, and then stared, and then looked at her own cone for a moment, and then up at the sky.
So that was the game he wanted to play, huh?
When she looked back it was with a grin that was maybe just a tad too big. She was gonna enjoy this mightily since the conversation was wading into the familiar terrain of her guttery swam home. "Sure!" She gave him an appraising once over from head to toe, making sure to make it extra obvious. Technically, she'd already asked... right?
"We can go to my place. I live like, right over there." She jerked a thumb over one shoulder toward where her apartment building sat about a block down.
She leaned back on the bench and draped one arm over the back, obviously pleased with herself, and took a bit of ice cream. The ball was in his court, now!
Zek was engrossed in his ice cream. Which is not to say that it was gross. Quite the opposite, really. His tongue was getting a workout for sure, especially in the heat as the ice cream kept trying to melt, only to be vanquished by his tongue, which was now two slightly different shades of blue.
He glanced at Juni out of the corner of his eye. Hmmm. She was looking at him like he had been looking at the ice cream. His lips twitched. She wasn’t acting how he thought she would, although the extended silence was pregnant with potential, but she wasn’t over the edge yet. Let’s just see what we can do about that.
She upped the ante. Back to her place. Zek glanced at her. He mirrored her early action and gave her a very long once-over. Making eye contact he bit the top of his ice cream and licked his lips. She was playing hard to get. Zek liked a challenge.
“Okay,” he said simply. “I mean, it’s getting so hot out here.” It wasn’t that bad actually. Also, his tone was kinda flat with odd inflections. Like he was reading a script. He'd make her break character first! “It would be nice to...relax.” It actually would, but only because he was kinda bedraggled, sweaty mess at the moment. He was heavily debating making his shirt vanish in an over the top display, but he decided it against it at the moment. Didn’t wanna push too hard, after all. The goal was the troll, not the smolder.
This... was potentially the weirdest pick-up ever. Like, the dude she'd brought home who'd immediately starting bawling about his dead wife was pretty bad, but something about this was off in a similar way.
Her jaw set, she stood perhaps a bit too quickly. Weirdness or not, she was not gonna be the first to back down! "Awesome! I know plenty of ways to relax."
She fished her phone out of her pocket where it managed to miraculously survive this whole time, in order to text her roommate a warning that she was coming home with someone. She didn't need a grumpy Blue burning anything or frightening off Zek, if this was really happening. Was it weird that she still wasn't entirely sure?
She tucked her phone into the same pocket her stolen file was in and grinned, flipping back around to face him while also reaching out to slap him in the arm soundly, "TAG! You're it!"
Then, cone still in hand and phased safely, she Sprinted away as fast as humanly possible for her with a duffle bag slapping around sporadically behind her. It was a decent walk, but a short run if you did it right, to her apartment.
She stood up so Zek stood up to mirror her. “Excellent. I love to relax,” he said almost tonelessly. He was pretty excited though. She was going much further with this than he’d expected, based on her earlier reactions. And it was way better than listening to a mother wail at her kid for being a wannabe gangster!
She texted something. He made his ice cream vanish. Then she tagged him and ran.
Oh it was ON!
Instead of sprinting after her instantly, Zek instead pivoted. “Oh Matteo! The angels heard my prayers! Juniper said yes! She wants to have kids! We’re getting started on it right now!” he gushed. Then he proceeded to run as fast as he could in the direction she’d gone.
So what if his legs were burning from all this pell-mell running? He just wouldn’t run in the morning, is all. If he made it to morning. If his legs didn’t combust first and dead gods it was hard to keep moving.
Huffing and puffing, Zek followed Juniper to her apartment. The ice cream was now looking better and better.
Juniper was blissfully unaware of the evil, vile thing Zek had just done to her. She was oblivious to the fact that days later while stopping by the cart for a treat Matteo was going to pounce on her with a dozen questions about who the mystery man she was having kids with was, where Xavier fit into that picture and demand that she make him an honorary godfather so he could put her kid's pictures in the book with all of his grandkids. She was doomed and didn't know it yet.
But, in the here and now, she was having a blast! With everything in her life currently revolving around school and work- and X had somehow been duped into literally dating satan- she didn't have much time for just flat out goofiness. So what if he day had started off poorly? Now she was playing tag and had ice cream! It was fun! Also weird, but FUN mostly!
Laughing her head off and with too much of a headstart to care about her legs burning, she staggered through the carelessly propped open front for to her building, trotted for the elevator and waited patiently and triumphantly for Zek as it came down the floors to them.
"I-huff-win!" Her ice cream was melting, so she took care of that real quick.
The elevator BING'd, and the doors slowly creaked open, got stuck which she fixed with a good kick, and then finally finished opening all the way. After trudging in and waiting for her companion to join, she hit the button for her floor and leaned into the duffle bag to rest.
"Just as a warning, I have two cats and both of them will try to suffocate you with love."