The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
Got a plot in mind?
MRO plots are player-created the Mods facilitate and organize the big ones, but we get the ideas from you. Do you have a plot in mind, and want to know whether it needs Mod approval? Check out our plot guidelines.
Posted by Sebastian on Nov 8, 2009 23:14:11 GMT -6
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A stop light would have been jealous of how fast she turned red. Now if that, coupled with what she was saying wasn't a mixed message, then he didn't know what was.
“I'm being serious, too.” As tempting as it was to tease her, he really was trying to do what she wanted. Once he figured out what exactly that was.
>>>"It's my wedding night too."
“Indeed. So how about this; you can choose what you'd like me to do. I could tell you its past your bed time, fluff your pillow, tuck you in, then read you a bedtime story,” he couldn't resist teasing her just a little after all that pouting she was doing, “I could scoop you up and carry you off to the bedroom for an old fashioned wedding night,” somehow he didn't think she actually would choose that option, “or I could give you a kiss and see what happens from there.”
Sebastian held up his fingers, one, two, three. “Your choice.” He wasn't going to try and guess, because no matter what he picked he could never be certain of whether it had been the correct choice.
Maya wrinkled a still pink nose at him. As lovely as being tucked in and read a story actually sounded... she had her mind made up. Her fists balled at her sides. She didn't have the courage to pick the second option, but she was ready for a little of the third in the very least.
"Kiss me." No please. She meant it. It was as close to a command that she'd ever come with her friend and now husband.
Posted by Sebastian on Nov 8, 2009 23:56:11 GMT -6
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Unknowingly, she had left him no option but to comply, not that he would have chosen to act any differently even if he could have.
Sebastian stepped forward, closing the small gap between himself and his wife. One of his hands he placed at her neck, his thumb just below her jaw. The other slid down her back until it found the place where her spine curved inward and pulled her forward the last few centimeters until there was no more air between them. He tilted his head just a few degrees and pressed his lips against hers, softly at first, his lips parted ever so slightly.
He took no liberties. He did exactly as much as she had demanded of him. The hand at her neck was enough to make her pulse jump. The hand at the small of her back made her feel trapped, but it wasn't as if she hadn't asked for it.
Being of nearly equal height meant that him pulling them together lined them up nicely. Thigh to thigh, hip to hip, chest to chest and lip to lip. When it meant something it was so much more.
If she could have melted that was enough to have done it.
Nervous hands alit on either side of Sebastian's face. She wanted to give him everything. Maybe they weren't ready for everything. How was she supposed to know?
It wasn't as if he would die on her. And he wasn't the abandoning type. He was kind and he was considerate and by his own admission, he would help take care of her until the day she died. Why shouldn't she want to give him all of herself?
Maya tugged gently at Sebastian's hair tie until all the white hair was free to her combing fingers. She wasn't a stranger to kisses, it was the next part that scared her. Eventually she extricated her lips and hugged him close.
Posted by Sebastian on Nov 9, 2009 15:23:10 GMT -6
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Their first kiss at the courthouse had been nice, but without the decorum, the audience, and the expectations, the second one seemed so much more natural and meaningful. Sebastian knew which one he preferred. If he had any lingering doubts about whether or not their marriage had been a good idea, they melted away at the light touch of Ghost's hands on his face. He was glad that fate had thrown them together and if he could help it, he wouldn't let anything tear them apart again.
Her fingers found his hair tie and freed his hair from its pony tail so she could twine her fingers through it. He wasn't sure if she was doing it on purpose, but her touch was doing a much better job of convincing him of what she wanted than her words had done, waking antediluvian desires within him.
She broke off their kiss, but kept him close. Sebastian wrapped his arms around her, returning the embrace and taking a moment to catch his breath again. It was hardly fair for the air elemental to steal it away like that.
Stronger than any physical impulses, was the instinct to protect the frail creature he held in his arms. She seemed so fragile. He would be heart broken if he unintentionally hurt her in any way. He felt as though he was caught on the edge of a precipice, unsure of which way to step. If they were to move forward, he wanted to make absolutely certain it was what she wanted.
For just a moment longer he simply enjoyed the feel of holding his wife in his arms, then lightly kissed her forehead. Softly he inquired, “What next?”
They stood still holding each other for what felt like a long time. Eventually Ghost's overnight bag slipped from Sebastian's shoulder and broke the revery.
Maya squeezed him tight. And tighter. "I think it's about time you swept me off my feet." She loosened her grip then and let her hands come back to his face. She studied him for a moment to make sure she wasn't asking too much and to let him see she was still serious.
But... She just couldn't help herself. They were being entirely too serious about all this. Maya smiled and pulled his lips back to hers.
Posted by Sebastian on Nov 9, 2009 23:16:30 GMT -6
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Sebastian searched her honey colored eyes as she held his face. There was a certain resolve there; she really meant it, even sealed it with a smile and a kiss that made his heart pound like it wanted to fly out of his chest and roost in hers instead.
The unicorn man ended the kiss with a smile, pulling his face just far enough away that his lips didn't brush hers when he spoke, “As you wish.”
He readjusted her bag of belongings on his shoulder, and for the second time that day swept his wife up in his arms. Even with the extra burden of the bag, it was much less awkward than when their hands had been fused. It was a short journey to the bedroom, where he set Ghost down amidst the cloud of new pillows and the bag by its lonesome on the floor. He removed his shoes, so her bag would have some company, then knelt next to her on the bed, one hand on the bed above each of her shoulders, supporting his weight, his knees off to one side.
Sebastian lowered his head, his lips straying to Ghost's jaw, then neck, then collar bone before returning to her lips once again.
The bedding was different. A marriage preparation no doubt. Last she had seen Sebastian's room he had only a mattress and box springs on the floor. Back then she hadn't know that she would be doing anything on that bed. Now she would be sleeping here night after night.
It smelled as new as it felt. They would wear in eventually.
The bag, his shoes, and soon after Maya's shoes made it to the floor. She was just sure her insides were being pulled through a straw. Up and down, but somehow the nervousness was typing knots in her stomach. Her heart seemed to drift around as needed. First, thundering in her ears and then pounding just under her skin at each new place Sebastian touched with his lips.
Maya liked that he had actually carried her. That he was gentle and slow and deliberate. She let him explore just as carefully and as timidly as he wanted so long as she was allowed the same privileges.
Soon clothes joined the shoes on the floor. It was their wedding night and they were opening their first presents.
Fade to Black.
Her eyes were open. She lay very, very still with her head on Sebastian's shoulder and her body wrapped in sheets and tucked close in to his body.
She didn't feel very different. If anything, Maya felt like she was getting away with something. Like she got invited to the club before she was supposed to be invited.
And she sort of felt like everyone was making a big to do about sex. It was special, yes, but they were all foolish if they weren't putting their hearts into it. Maybe it was the world's biggest lie.
Maybe everyone did put their heart and soul into it every time and thus lost a piece each time. Maybe that was why they all seemed so heartless and soulless.
Maya shifted very subtly so that she could see Sebastian's face. He might have dozed off, but she wanted to look at him to see him in his most natural state. She wanted to memorize every line, every pore if possible. Maybe it would change because he could change, but she wanted to carry around this quiet moment for as long as she could.
Posted by Sebastian on Nov 10, 2009 23:20:33 GMT -6
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Sebastian was sleepy, but not sleeping just yet. He lay still with his eyes closed, just enjoying the feeling of the quiet that had settled over them, the smell of his wife's hair, and the feel of new sheets freshly rumpled around them. After the busyness of the day, it felt good to just lay and reflect on everything that had happened in the past couple of weeks. He felt very fortunate that things had turned out as well as they had. At one point it had looked like the entire life he had built for himself in New York was about to crumble, but miraculously Maya had stepped in, not only giving him a way to escape his trials unscathed, but giving herself to him as well.
He still couldn't believe how lucky he was.
Maya shifted, apparently not asleep yet either. Cool blue eyes fluttered sleepily open to meet her gaze and Sebastian smiled a sleepy smile. Her hair was all mussed, short white locks laying every which way, but he kind of liked it that way. Half asleep and feeling a little silly as a result, Sebastian lifted up his hand and used two fingers to walk, mountain explorer style up the curves and folds the sheets made over Maya's form; all the way up to her nose which he tapped gently before putting his arm around her for a hug and closing his eyes again. It was getting harder and harder to stay awake.