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.
~ “In your eyes, always.” His bedroom eyes met hers as he mentioned them.~
Was Venus's flirtatious reply to her 'lost' question. Tris rolled her eyes at the obvious line, but smiled brightly all the same. "Clever sod." she muttered affectionately, winking back at him.
~“Follow me, and I will show you the Sanctuary. More importantly if it survived, I will take you to my home.”~
Tris raised an eyebrow at this next part though, waiting impatiently till Venus had come around to her side of the car and opened her door for her. As she was helped out of the car by his courteous hand she replied, finding it unnecessary to disguise her interest. "I'm intrigued dear sir...." her hand still in his, she waiting to be shown the famous Sanctuary with eager anticipation.
Venus replied, he catering to the fun, overly formal tone she had set.
She was lead into a small room, and through this small room to a door, through that, down some steps, down a long and dark hall, and through some more doors until Tris's sense of direction was well and truly confused- it reminded her of her first few weeks at Mondragon Labs.
Venus however, was sure of his path, guiding Tris confidently through rooms and pointing out different things....though Tris wasn't able to differentiate much from the jumble of junk that was strewn all around them- she supposed it looked good considering the police and stalkers and such had trashed the place, would probably have been spectacular in its hey day......yet Tris was still partial to her Mondragon.
Venus paused in his tour, asking; ~ "Shall we continue the tour, or would you like to change out of that first?"~
Tris looked down at the dress Venus was referring to, the once beautiful garment ruined by gross mutant slime- try telling that to a dry cleaner, and sighed sadly- it had been one of her favorites. She looked back at Venus and smiled ruefully; "Change first please.......but I think next time I go out with you I might have to wear old clothes, just as a precaution." she winked at him.
As he was leading her to somewhere she could change her clothes, she asked; "So, is it good to be home?"
~"new clothes, old clothes, no clothes." he shrugged lightly. " It is up to you I am not exactly looking to court your clothes, you do look good in that dress though. I am sure we could find you another...if nothing else my sister would have something that would fit you. And luckily for us, she isn’t home."~
Tris chuckled lightly, enjoying his comment, but thinking it safer to comment on the latter part of the question rather then the former with laughing. "Ahhhh, taking things from your sisters wardrobe hey.....you really do live on the wild side."
Later, in response to her 'is it good to be home question, he answered; ~"Well it is a bit beat up, but that will keep my brothers busy cleaning. I am hoping that my room is still in tact." ~ Tris laughed again, nudging him with her shoulder; "Good on ya." she said, her Australian accent unconsciously coming through here. "Taking a chick for a look around while your poor brothers get stuck with the clean up." she pinched his cheek lightly- standing on tip toe to do so. ".....I knew there was a reason I liked you." her eyes twinkling.
And then they were walking again, through amazingly disorientating halls.....until finally, they came to the end of one particular corridor and a door with a black door knob.
It appeared that was their destination as Venus pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the mysterious door.
...and Tris stepped into a different world, looking round her with interest- a world of red and black and striking yet elegant sophistication.
"Wow." she approved, her eyes still taking it all in. ".....though, if I didn't know better mister Venus, I would think you were going to let your room try and seduce me." she continued in a sultry voice edged with humor. .....just as Venus flicked on the soft lighting and put on the mood music.
~"And it looks just how I left it." He said quite pleased.~
Tris smiled, pleased because he was pleased; "Well sure." she drawled softly; "Even the government goons could see a masterpiece in the making, would have been against the law to destory such a thing." she finished, smiling.
~“well I am glad for them, the security cameras would have told me who did it, and I doubt they would be to happy when I showed up to return the favor. As it I suppose no homes need to be destroyed just yet.” He said half jokingly. “If nothing else it will be worth walking on the carpet.” It was a lush thick maroon that if it was any more comfortable would threaten to be called shag.~
Tris laughed at the imagery- Venus turning up in someones tiny apartment and ransacking the place as a crazy kind of payback, that was funny, but Venus had already moved on..... Venus was relaxed and comfortable here, bending down to unlace his shiny shoes- and staying down, Tris's face showing her surprise as he asked to take her shoes off too. At his comment, she looked at the beautifully long carpet, and smilingly, nodded, allowing Venus to take her delicate high heels off for her- she holding on to his shoulder for balance. Now that her shoes were off, Tris plunged her toes into the amazing feeling floor furnishings, wriggling her feet alittle and grinned. "You'r right- definatly worth it." she agreed. "....What is this stuff?.....maybe I could get the lab to get me some." she was thoughtful now.
Venus moved across to his closet; “Would you settle for one of my shirts for now? I have the screen or you are welcome to the shower and what not as well.”
A bright grin spread over Tris's face as she pictured what Venus's shirt would look like on her slightly smaller frame; "Why not....." she replied breezily in a laughing voice. "and yeah, a shower would be great.......I keep on picturing that mutant engulfing me with his slime." she shuddered delicately. "Completely gross."
As she was crossing the room to where to bathroom door was, her eyes were still drawn to Venus's closet, Tris curious to see his wardrobe. and there was some nice stuff there.....but her attention suddenly was caught by something else. A half finished painting......of a subject that recognized....
"And what do we have here Mister Venus?" she asked bluntly as she pointed, too ablaze with curiosity to be polite. "....Its gorgeous." she added.....hoping to prompt his story.
~He nodded. “ I believe that is one of the first mutations I have seen that I would not be pleased to have…I can’t imagine that power and mutation making his life any easier, however, that doesn’t excuse his behavior. Feel free to use whatever you like in there.”~
"Thanks." said Tris automatically, then as she replayed what he'd said in her mind, she grimaced, and then was thoughtful; "Its true," she agreed finally, "I would not have thought the other persons perspective like that......." she regarded him affectionately; "Well aren't you just being Mister Fair and Balanced today." and grinned.
...and to her inquiry into the half finished masterpiece she'd found, Venus replied.
~“ I..uh, That is unfinished, and thank you.” She had caught one of his private hobbies that he typically kept for himself. "I intended on finishing it, the day this all started and will probably wait until this registration is finished to complete it.” He sighed regretfully. “Eventually I will find that spot in this world and make it my own. Getaway from all this hustle and bustle and not have to consider what anyone else thinks.”~
Tris shook her head, slightly envious; "Its good to have a dream like that." she commented and sighed. "For so long all I've wanted to do was find mutants, and get help controlling my powers......and I got that....and I love it, and the labs, and I'm so grateful to Hunter.......but now I guess I do feel kinda stuck right now- not going anywhere." She sighed again, taking the over sized shirt Venus's handed her without comment other than a small thank you smile, before ambling aimlessly toward the bathroom, deep in thought.
~ “Let me know if you need any help in there.” He was for the most part offering assistance with the digital aspects, but you never could truly be sure with Venus.~
Tris nodded vaguely, thinking he was just teasing- as he so often was want to do. She wandering into the bathroom, still lost in the thought of her aimless future, not really paying attention to the bathroom other than to grin that Venus's not so subtle tastes ran in here as well. She closed the door, stripped off quickly, and leaving her clothes in a pile on the floor, went to get in the shower...... and going over to the 'shower' is where Tris's awareness skills suddenly kicked in again- wow. Venus's huge, walk in water closet thing that had the never to call itself a shower, had the ability to overshadow all the other wonderful luxury items in the room- and that was some feat. Tris's eyes were wide in laughing surprise as she examined the intricate techno beast- she not even willing to touch the control panel incase her not so savvy tech skills broke the poor expensive thing. So instead, she picked up a towel, weaving it, toga style, in an intricate and tightly held fashion across her body, before opening the bathroom floor and popping a slightly embarrassed head out to call for Venus.
"I....um, I might actually take you up on that offer of help.....I doubt I could even turn that thing you call a shower on." she admitted ruefully.
(Wow- certainly would be an interesting shower to have)
~“I assure you this is a most unfortunate side effect of having such a shower.” He smiled as he began to enter.~
Venus, despite his somewhat interesting reputation, was a perfect gentleman as he amiably followed Tris request, explaining and programing the over complicated shower with ease as Tris stood watching in awe clothed only in her ample towel.
~He made way to the controls and and taped a few buttons, “what is the perfect shower Tris? Warm, cool, Hot cold high pressure low pressure water every where? Steam, lighting, music? Or would you like a simple normal shower?”~
"This thing can actually manage a normal shower." Tris's incredulous expression was mocking, yet her teasing didn't last long, she too curious to try this great big space ship like shower as she heard the many option available. "ummmmm, hot, low pressure, steam, lighting, and music please- whatever you got." she continued, ordering her shower like something you could get off a fast food menu.
Venus dialed up her perfect shower experience, pointing her towards afew buttons that might be useful- hotter, colder, and the off button, most important of all, and left her to get on with things. Tris smiled at his retreating form as he closed the door behind him before, with a great deal of curious trepidation, pressing the 'begin' button and her shower experience was started. She left the towel hanging on the wall and stepped in.
.........
A time later, Tris didn't really know how long, she opened the door that connected the bathroom to the bedroom, smiling. She was wearing Venus's over sized shirt which dwarfed her smaller form comically, her hair still damp as well, and she not caring about either.
Tris spied Venus on the bed, bounding over and jumping on the bed, ending up landing next to Venus in a comfortable sitting position, her legs curled up beneath her.
"That was cool." She announced, continuing to enthuse. "Like a shower and a sauna and disco all in one." Tris's expression turned dramatically sad as she looked at Venus. "However did you manage with the accommodation at the labs when you had all this?"
~" So? what do you want to do now?" He left the question in the air. ~
Tris laughed at the question and cast a sly, sidelong glance at Venus to see what he was suggesting between the lines of that question- but to her surprise, she didn't read anything other than general interest in his face, it seemed he really was okay to do anything she was. Tris wondered what he would do if she began making crazy suggestions like liberating all the animals from the zoo and turning them on the population........she had an inkling he would be fine with it.
She managed a shrug, before responding with a non committal, cryptic comment; "I dunno......I'm up for whatever you're up for........hosts choice?" she suggested with a wink.
Venus pondered, he seemingly to deliberate over a course of action before, inevitably, drawing her face down to his with a gently placed hand.
Tris looked into his eyes as she was guided ever closer to him, her own dark gaze alight with mischievous glee. He, as in the times before, drew her almost fully to him, yet always leaving that final gap between them that she must cross herself- her agreement of consent.
Tris's mouth was upturned in the slightly hint of a smile- she knew what he was doing....and didn't mind abit.
She brushed his lips with hers, the pressure feather light- still a damn tease.
However it seemed Venus wasn't having anymore of this teasingly flitter in and away again nonsense she loved to pull, as, with a sudden movement he pulled her closer. Their kiss deepened as his hands caressed her shoulders before sliding just below to lie against her back. Tris's own hands were far from idle themselves, gliding lightly up over velvety red skin in unconsciously intricate patterns to come to a rest on either side of Venus's throat. Their lips continued their dance of meeting and parting and meeting again, as the lids fluttered down to veil Tris's brown eyes from Venus's sight.
Kissing Venus was suddenly a weightless experience.....oh no, wait, that was just Tris effortlessly being shifted by stronger arms until she was now on her back, and a very willing prisoner of Venus's attentions. Her mouth curved into a smile against Venus's skin- now this was exactly her kinda fun.
She sighed lightly, a rather happy sigh, as Venus's questing mouth grazed her neck.......shoulder.......collarbone.
*fade to black*
~..."Hey Tris?"~ a quiet comment came up through the dark a short time later.
~" Should we take this slow..er? I don't want this to be it." ~
Tris, it was fair to say, was shocked into stillness herself by this unexpected declaration.
~" I don't want this to be every thing between us. I mean if you still want to? We can of course...but?" Venus sighed. ~
A part of Tris listened to her slowly decerlating heart rate, while the great part focused on Venus's awkwardly cute words....the next few seconds, as Venus kissed her on the forehead, had no reaction from Tris as she deliberated on the unexpectedness of this new situation, and the fact she had totally read Venus wrong.
Soon enough though- once she had adjusted to the new perspective on what had just happened, a slow smile spread across her features. She moved to the side, grabbing one of Venus's arms and cuddling into it.
Tris wanted to tell Venus that, while this decision had certainly surprised her, she certainly wasn't offended or anything, infact taking it slow might be a good, fun thing to do, and he was right- they got on together, they had a great time, this night didn't have to be it between them. Her code for the agreement she had reached in her mind was, as she snuggled closer to Venus's side. "You know, I could use some sleep, how about you?"