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.
Lori edged closer to the computer screen. Her wretched reading glasses were still in her room and with her nose barely 3 inches from the screen, she was sorely in need of them. This research was vital to her staying here at the Sanctuary and living a happy life.
She should have just moved out.
"I am the protector of love and justice and I will punish you!" or at least that is what the subtitles read. Who knew what was really coming out of their mouths? All Lori knew was it wasn't English and their voices were all really high. She'd never heard so many shine sound effects either. It was almost... no, it really was ridiculous. And why did the main girl cry all the time? Honestly, she'd gotten lucky to pick Venus. She was at least a sort of sexy character, if animated people with saucers for eyes could be considered sexy.
Lori sat back a bit and reached for her tea. Not even an alcoholic beverage could have made this series less painful to watch.
Her supposed favorite character hurt people with the power of love. Love, admittedly hurts, but... not like that. Her symbol was the female symbol which was also the planet's astronomical symbol so that was just an unlucky coincidence. Wikipedia had told her that later her favorite character supposedly got to wield a chain as her metal manipulation power...
At that point Lori had realized that she could not have chosen her character better if she had been trying. Minako Aino, or Sailor Venus, had been the perfect pick for her. Hopefully now, armed with this new knowledge, she could get Pluto into fanboy mode and end this before something actually started.
Pluto like a paranoid freak that had drunk way too much mountain dew had stayed up the rest of the night; he had found a properly skimpy sailor Venus costume. They didn’t cover much in the first place. But he would blame it on the pattern He then bought a special clothe from another website. That would be amusing later. I smiled to him self and couldn’t help but laughed toward his tiny blonde strand of hair around his finger. The pattern would now be printable so it was already in his possession. The cloth would be here tomorrow morning rush delivery from the city. As he was done with his shopping he did his next favorite mischievous thing: Accessing the security cameras. Not a lot of movement in the sanctuary at this particular wee hour. Except for of couse in the library. Could he resist….no he couldn’t.
Pluto rummaged through his closet donning a tunic a cloak and then a ridiculously huge sword. He was now Guts of Berserk the anime. He rose and exited his room and went strait to the library. He paced his way up to Lori and then struck a heroic pose. Weave your web spider draw the lady fly in.
Lori was far-sighted. She saw things the easiest when they were at a distance of some kind, and mostly needed glasses for reading and computer screen looking. Getting up close and personal with the screen had only served to overwhelm herself with shapes which was entirely better than actually watching it. Except when she looked up, there was a Pluto.
She swallowed, plan forming. There was always a plan. At least he'd caught her watching the show and under the context of poor sight too. Lori squinted at him. "Mars! You're awake! Good, I can grab my glasses out of the room now!" It was easy to ignore a large sword when the man himself took up most of her vision, including peripheral. Lori stood and threw her arms around Pluto. She was actually surprised to feel the ... cape.
"Did you bring a blanket?" Lori smiled and snuggled closer. It wasn't a blanket. This wasn't Mars. It was worth a shot. She was glasses-less, her cheeks were still pink from the chapping wind, her breath still smelled of alcohol... considering she'd gone out and found herself drinking more it was very plausible that a drunk would mistake a clone for his brother. "You're so thoughtful. What would I do without you?" Her voice was watery and she snuggled all the closer. Her next words were spoken against the cloth covering his chest.
"I think I did something I can't take back, Mars. I think Pluto is mad at me!" Her voice squeaked. It was almost a confession except what exactly would she be confessing to? Hopefully that little morsel and the chance to find out information while incognito was too much to pass up just for the sake of identity and truth.
"Mars! You're awake! Good, I can grab my glasses out of the room now!"
“…”
"Did you bring a blanket"
“You're so thoughtful. What would I do without you?" "I think I did something I can't take back, Mars. I think Pluto is mad at me!"
The hell is going on? And why is Mars in her room… “of course. Here ya go.” Pluto removed his cloak and threw it around Lori’s shoulders, separating them when he wrapped it around her.
She thinks I’m mars…and I can have access to her room. Bwhahahahahaha…ha.
“I’ll go get your glasses and you can tell me all about it when I get back. Don’t worry too much it is hard to get Pluto angry at you. I cant imagine you doing something to accomplish it.”
Pluto began to play towards Mars mannerisms and tried pretty successfully to match his tone and speech. It was something he did often; it was amazing how much different people acted when they assumed you were a different less friendly clone.
He began to turn around and get ready for so real fun!
Lori snuggled into the cloak. It was still warm from his shoulders and smelled... well, it definitely wasn't Mars here, that was all too obvious. She appreciated the warmth either way and she made happy girly faces like one in love. Heh. As if that were actually possible.
“I’ll go get your glasses and you can tell me all about it when I get back.”
That was a definite no-go. "You wouldn't know where to find them, silly. Stay here -- it'll only take a minute." the phrase 'Unless you're trying to get into my room unsupervised' seemed to hang un-said in the air. She gave him a cute face and trotted ahead a few paces, albeit they were crooked but they put her ahead of Pluto's path.
Now he would need to keep her from her room just as much as she needed to keep him from it. What would she think of Pluto when she saw Mars still asleep in her bed? Pluto had been masquerading as Mars just to take advantage of her! Oh this was going to be good no matter how it ended.
"Don’t worry too much it is hard to get Pluto angry at you. I cant imagine you doing something to accomplish it.”[/i]
"I don't even know what he thinks I did!" She wailed. Pluto was a rather decent Mars when he tried. "And then I thought he'd like me if I told him I liked Sailor Moon. Sailor Moon. The Anime with like the most creepy fan-guys ever." She knew admitting that she didn't really want to cosplay was dangerous territory, but could he really make her?
His tail reached up and wrapped around his sword and held it tight to his back obscuring it from view. It stayed on the opposite side of him as he turned to leave it came around to his front and then moved to his back again as he responded once more to the woman.
"You wouldn't know where to find them, silly. Stay here -- it'll only take a minute."
Why was she so cute? And more so if she was going to be cute why did she have to destroy his things and start this mess. It was doubly unforgivable, how dare she be adorable and wicked! “They are of course right where you left them, I won’t have you stumbling all the way back, when I can return with them in that same minute.”
"I don't even know what he thinks I did!" "And then I thought he'd like me if I told him I liked Sailor Moon. Sailor Moon. The Anime with like the most creepy fan-guys ever."
“Hmmm. Well, you could ask him? If he is actually angry with you being up front won’t hurt the situation, which I highly doubt he is. You would have had to have tried to succeed at that. He isn’t jupter, he isn’t going to try to knock you out or anything.”
Fat chance that the little blind liar would go that route. Doesn’t even like cosplay. “sit tight and enjoy your show. I’ll be right back.”
Pluto turned around again to go to her room. If she insisted again something was up not to mention she hadn’t asked why the heck he had a sword with him…Was this more deceit??? Oh she was just a barrel of laughs this one was...
Oh that tail, it was potentially a new requirement of her ... friends. Too bad this tail was naughty. Was the handle peeking every now and then from over his shoulder a test or a slip of the tail?
“They are of course right where you left them, I won’t have you stumbling all the way back, when I can return with them in that same minute.” [/color]
"You're right." She shook her head, an act that resulted in actual dizziness and a real need to sit down. She was tired and tired was not a good time to play games like this. "Of course you're right." except that he was wrong.
“Hmmm. Well, you could ask him? If he is actually angry with you being up front won’t hurt the situation, which I highly doubt he is. You would have had to have tried to succeed at that. He isn’t jupter, he isn’t going to try to knock you out or anything.”[/color]
"Aww, Jup was soft enough once he got his liquor... but maybe you're right about the asking. I forget you boys work differently than girls..." She wrapped herself tighter in the cloak. How was she going to stop him? Her brain just wasn't working fast enough.
“sit tight and enjoy your show. I’ll be right back.”[/color] She nodded.
"Oh, don't forget about that extra security you helped put into place..." smile, smile, lie through the teeth, cute smile. "I changed the password, but I don't mind telling you it's { f(t)} = ..." which was a very complex Laplace transform of a function f(t) which essentially solved down to f(s) which was just silly considering it was defined over 0 to ∞. Mars would see that right away.
and since she was baiting the water with a test, why not go the whole 9 yards? "What's with the sword?" She gave him the most trusting, blue eyes she could muster. You wouldn't lie to me would you?
"Aww, Jup was soft enough once he got his liquor... but maybe you're right about the asking. I forget you boys work differently than girls..."
game set match sailor Venus. Jupiter needing to forgive her via alcohol was more then enough to pin this whole theft thing on her. He doubted that the Jupiter being putty would stand after he found out it was her.
“How could I forget? But ofcourse though you’ll have to change it again when you sober up, you never know if the wall have ears and all that lot.”
"What's with the sword?"
“the sword, is more then likely going to be a gift for your new nemesis.” Pluto said with a laugh. “ as is the cloak on your back…You know what, you could give them to him, that might make the asking him what has him so rumpled go a bit better.” He said drawing the sword around and handing it to her. “ I will bring back an actual blanket with your spectacles.”
He turned and began to walk away this time with a sense of purpose. He would have to break or disarm the security on her door but she would find out about that after it was too late. Though if mars were inside this would get more complicated…
“How could I forget? But ofcourse though you’ll have to change it again when you sober up, you never know if the wall have ears and all that lot.”[/color]
That blase attitude meant one thing: he was going even knowing he couldn't solve the problem. He was going to break in. Damn that red man and his tail!
"Oh like the walls can Laplace transform." She giggled, but inside she was frowning. She was frowning a lot.
“the sword, is more then likely going to be a gift for your new nemesis.” Pluto said with a laugh. “ as is the cloak on your back…You know what, you could give them to him, that might make the asking him what has him so rumpled go a bit better.” He said drawing the sword around and handing it to her. “ I will bring back an actual blanket with your spectacles.”
Lori sighed, but accepted the sword. Her new nemesis. He called himself her nemesis and now he was walking away, she couldn't think of the right words to bring him back so she tried taking his advice. She fastened the cloak as a cloak should be fastened and leveled the heavy sword right at Pluto's back.
"Pluto..." She stood and tried to look an ounce of menacing. Unfortunately it probably just came off as cute, a common side effect of a small girl with HUGE sword. "Why are you mad at me?" Her eyes were narrowed and even if it was a play sword, if it came to using it to protect her secrets, she would. Had he planned to impress her with this cosplay? Threaten her? Would he run? Pull out a nerf gun? She tried to be ready.
Pluto’s head fell as he reached the door. Busted and a long time ago. “heh.” It sounded weak and neither like his mars impression or even his typical energetic self. it was a wounded laugh.
“well you get points for stopping me before I got to your room. I doubt you would’ve recognized it. And for coming clean about this little nearsighted or farsighted façade. I am angry with you because you hurt me. You managed to make a hard to anger man angry… a happy go lucky man, furious. Care free to simply unsatisfied. You took my time and effort and threw it to the wind. You didn’t apologize. You came over drunk and tried to make it ok by tricking me. As if I was foolish as I act.”
He turned around and began waling toward her. There was nothing aggressive in his approach. As he neared her he took a chair and set in it with the back in from of hi.
“sit down. If you want to ask, I will answer.” His voice was could but a bit emotional. A crack in his baritone. “You left a hair behind when you invaded my territory and ruined my things.” He unwrapped the hair from his finger and showed it to her. Hopefully she was actually nearsighted and couldn’t see that his eyes just might have tears in them.
Pluto Yawned, to account for them, how dare she! Now she wanted to make it ok…that was fine she could make it ok. It would be much more fun to prank her while she didn’t know it was him anyhow.
... Okay. So she wasn't ready for that. Defeat? So soon? It had to be a trap. She stood ready with the sword as he walked toward a chair. The point stayed firmly between them the whole time.
“well you get points for stopping me before I got to your room. I doubt you would’ve recognized it. And for coming clean about this little nearsighted or farsighted façade."
"I am farsighted." She wrinkled her nose at him. This emotional stuff... it made her squidgy. "Can't you just punch me and get it over with already?" But apparently he needed some hand holding or something. Augh.
"I am angry with you because you hurt me."[/i] Oh god. She would pay to not have this talk. The point of the sword dropped toward the ground. "You managed to make a hard to anger man angry… a happy go lucky man, furious. Care free to simply unsatisfied."[/i] But somehow she didn't make a verbose man silent? Hmm... she'd have to work on that one.
"You took my time and effort and threw it to the wind. You didn’t apologize. You came over drunk and tried to make it ok by tricking me. As if I was foolish as I act.” That earned him a twist of a smile. Lori made a point to not apologize unless she really didn't mean it. She thought about apologizing right then and there if she thought that would end it, but Mars had warned her. It probably wouldn't end here tonight.
"You make a lovely nemesis." She picked up the sword and leaned it back across her shoulders. Lori was still looking for the trap.
“sit down. If you want to ask, I will answer.” She hesitated of course. He sounded sad and she didn't navigate emotional minefields very well. Frick. Nemesis indeed. She sat, but she didn't have to look happy about it. “You left a hair behind when you invaded my territory and ruined my things.”[/color]
He extended a large red finger toward her and she pulled back to try and focus on a single hair he kept there. "Wow. Obsess much? Let's get this straight before somebody gets dead. I didn't ruin anything. You were gone so I cannibalized your furniture. How was I supposed to know you were coming back one day?" She shrugged. It was true. She acquired mostly furniture and other non-personal things from the clones while they were away.
"I stayed away from personal shit just to avoid stuff like this, but wow - you must have really loved that book shelf. I'll get you a new one if you're gonna freak out about it." Pluto's room had been a mess. It was hard to remember exactly what she'd touched while in there, but surely she hadn't been the only one. And surely whatever he was actually mad about couldn't be what she actually took.
"Wow. Obsess much? Let's get this straight before somebody gets dead. I didn't ruin anything. You were gone so I cannibalized your furniture. How was I supposed to know you were coming back one day?"
“It happens all the time around here.” Pluto began and then his mind caught up with his hearing. “You didn’t ruin! Ha!” his voice rose a little bit in disbelief. If there was a librarian around he woud have been shushed.
"I stayed away from personal shit just to avoid stuff like this, but wow - you must have really loved that book shelf. I'll get you a new one if you're gonna freak out about it."
“stayed away? wait! you took my bookshelf too? My goodness woman! It wasn’t enough to ruin thirty thousand dollars of one of a kind collectables, but you stole my book case too! Unbelievable…this is unbelieveable.”
Pluto looked down took a deep breathe and then breathe out slowly. “Your sailor Venus outfit will be ready for you tomorrow. You were right, I will like you better if you enjoy anime and cosplay…and please, for the love of god, give me a reason to like you.” Pluto stood up. “ You can hang on to the cloak if you are honestly cold. And I can always make another sword. So if you ruin it before you give it back its ok. I won’t tell the others…let them fall for your tricks if they like.” He turned around again and made for the door. “I’m going to bed. It has been a long few months.” He slowly paced to the door.
This conversation had the definitive smack of a misunderstanding. “...You didn’t ruin! Ha! ...stayed away? wait! you took my bookshelf too?" That was a definite face palm. Great. He didn't even notice what she thought he was angry about. My goodness woman! It wasn’t enough to ruin thirty thousand dollars of one of a kind collectables, but you stole my book case too! Unbelievable…this is unbelieveable.”
"What!?!" She was on her feet in a flash. It didn't do much for the onset of her headache and the sword clattered forgotten to the floor. "You keep thirty thousand dollars worth of stuff just laying around? With this security?" What? Did she crumble the corner of a comic when she dragged the shelves out? "Some people don't see that much in a year, Pluto." She was one of those. At least, before she'd boffed a bank with Brickson. (Try saying that three times fast.)
“Your sailor Venus outfit will be ready for you tomorrow. You were right, I will like you better if you enjoy anime and cosplay…and please, for the love of god, give me a reason to like you.”[/color]
"Sorry, your crazy hat was on back order. Hope that stuff wasn't sentimental too - thirty thousand dollars. Geez." Just talking about that much money made her nervous. She'd hardly spent any of that money she'd taken just because it was still an unfathomable amount to her. Maybe she should just package it up for crazy boy. It wasn't doing her much good where it was.
“ You can hang on to the cloak if you are honestly cold. And I can always make another sword. So if you ruin it before you give it back its ok. I won’t tell the others…let them fall for your tricks if they like.”[/color] Lori immediately took off the cloth and hastily bundled it with the sword which she shoved in his general direction. "As if I'm going to touch it, it's probably worth five grand or something. Shit, how much did you pay for a sailor suit? You let someone rip you off there too?"
“I’m going to bed. It has been a long few months.” He made for the door, but honestly... thirty thousand dollars! No wonder he was pissed! Too bad he was a spoiled monkey and that was 30G worth of crap he was lamenting over. Lori sighed the sigh of all sighs. Money. So it all boiled down to who owed who in the end. So much for mutant society being different.
"What's it gonna take?" She put her hands on her hips and became the picture of stubbornness. Man, was it always this hard to live in the same place? Maybe she should give the Sanctuary a rest until someone grew up... of course that could mean staying away forever.
"As if I'm going to touch it, it's probably worth five grand or something. Shit, how much did you pay for a sailor suit? You let someone rip you off there too?"
He took the cloak and the sword and kept them in one hand.
“pfft. I made both of those, and I was going to make your outfit. so no. not quite. And it wasn’t like that was what I paid for all of it. I worked at finding all of those pieces, some of them way before they got big. It was however how much people would have paid for the stuff….I mean I guess I could start over. It isn’t about how much it was worth but, I had a good collection going. And it was mine. Some stuff that would make other dorks like me think about taking me out to get them, not just take out someone but take m out.…first prints. limited editions, misprints…I get it, you didn’t know what you were messing with. That isn’t even the half of why this bothers me, but oh well. I’ll live. You’ll live. We’ll work it out.
"What's it gonna take?"
“take me out for ice cream sometime. I’ll get over it. Promise.”
He kept his slow pace as he left the library and even as he got to the hall way but once around the corner. He ran to the door that he thought was lori’s and snorted. Her security was a crumpled door knob. He didn’t have to do math some sort of crazy fake math to get past this.
“pfft. I made both of those, and I was going to make your outfit. so no. not quite. And it wasn’t like that was what I paid for all of it. I worked at finding all of those pieces, some of them way before they got big..." He went on, but Lori got the point already. It was sentimental. Frick on a stick. Even if she didn't do it, it no longer mattered. She'd made herself a big fat target. It was interesting to her that he actually made those pieces... he had real potential.
Nemesis. She shook her head. He was the one pitching a fit. Why did Lori have to care about if Pluto cared? Oh right, she hadn't even slept since she'd found out he was angry with her. She put her face firmly in her hands and let herself look as tired as she actually felt. She took inventory.
Her reservoir was a little under half. Her headache was due to the mixture of caffeine and alcohol and Pluto. She was pretty sure she knew one or two things to help her get some kind of good grace, but the problem was that he wasn't going to let her. He was going to make this hard at every step of the way.
The whole I’ll live. You’ll live. We’ll work it out. was bull. She didn't have to know Pluto to know a blatant lie when she tasted one.
“take me out for ice cream sometime. I’ll get over it. Promise.”
"I'm going to hold you to that verbal contract." Of course saying that was probably sealing her own fate wit the Sailor Suit thing. Whatever... he was walking away and she was too... kind of. She heard a loud clod, clod, clod down the tiled hallway and blinked... He wouldn't.
She dashed around the corner to see that not only would he... he was. She formed a magnetic field to buy herself time and make it harder to pull the door open. It wouldn't give her much since he could take the whole thing off its hinges. "You're not going to like what you see." She warned him from behind her hand. Her headache was only getting worse the longer she put up with these antics.