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.
Cheers to the Freeloaders, to good company, to Other Maya and her husband, to wolves, grasshoppers, free food, and Rupert, for sending him to the Mansion in the first place.
Okay, so the Greensleeves comment was not the best idea. Bubblegum turned pink (lovely color, by the way, thought Gawain in a very Maya-like manner) and looked down at her dress. There was nothing wrong with it. Really. The bottles clinked together, and the party was underway. Gawain looked at the other three; here he was with a bunch of teenage superheroes (in training, possibly maybe), and it was fun. He realized he didn't know all that much about them. There was only one solution to that.
"Sooo. What are y'all in for?" he looked at Emerald with a lopsided grin "Well, ya I can guess. Cool fangs by the way. But you" he looked at Ted "I can't tell. And now that I come to think of it..." he turned back to Twyla, tilting his head "I never got around to askin' about your talents either."
He leaned back in his chair, balancing on two legs, and sipped his coke. "As for me, I..." I'm a cross-dressing half lesbian runaway "... I'm a mirrorwalker."
Ted took a sip of his coke. He supposed it was his turn to talk. The question wasn't very subtle, but with this crowd and with the friendly atmosphere of the wedding it didn't really need to be subtle. Did it? He took a deep breath. The stuffed animal shifter still wasn't exactly comfortable discussing his powers to people that he considered still strangers. Learning someone's name didn't exactly make them someone that you could trust. It also didn't tell you anything about them, as was evident at this school. In fact most people couldn't have any guess what another person was about just by learning someone else's name or sharing a drink with them. "Well. My powers, or talents as you put it..." Ted gave a short laugh. "Well you might think they're weird." He was getting really nervous talking about this.
"I can turn into any stuffed animal I can touch. I can also control the movements and stuff while I'm a stuffed animal. So like I can walk around and run and jump and such while I look like a stuffed animal. But I have to work on it. It takes me a while to get used to being in a new stuffed animal form. So if you catch me as a certain stuffed animal for the first time and you didn't know it was me you'd think I was just a normal stuffed animal cause I wouldn't be able to move or do anything." Ted explained. The explanation came out easier than it ever had in the past. He picked up his drink and drank quite a bit from it. He hoped that it would calm his nerves from what he'd just said, and he was right. After Ted put the drink down he was feeling more relaxed. Teddy waited for their responses to his statement or for them to continue on with explanations.
Posted by Silver Streak on Dec 1, 2009 15:12:02 GMT -6
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"Ya she shifts into a wolf." Streak answered matter-of-factly. He had completely forgotten that he'd assigned Lily a roommate. "That's good. I'm glad you like her. She seemed like a nice person when I was talking to her. She actually seemed really shy when I was talking to her. But I think that was just because she was scared of being in a new place. I'm sure you'll be able to get her to relax here. After all you were one of the most nervous people here and now look at ya. You're an X-men trainee, you've been in a fight and saved my life, and you're at a wedding with some of the most interesting people alive." Streak said smiling at her.
It was nice to have this conversation right now. Just the two of them and with no interruptions from others, they would be able to talk about just about anything that crossed their minds. For now he was content talking about her new roommate. "It's always nice being with a roommate that you like, rather than getting stuck with someone that you're not compatible with at all. Kind of like college only it's easier to change rooms here." Since he hadn't been to college he could only assume that it would be hard to change rooms once you were assigned to one. Streak wasn't alone enough usually to want to have a roommate. And if he was there always seemed to be someone that he could meet up with and hang out with until that feeling passed.
Posted by Verdigris on Dec 1, 2009 15:45:49 GMT -6
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She nodded at the “rough around the edges” description, something about a skunk in the main foyer and a giant red man who, minus the colour, matched the brief description of the enlarger who had killed her brother’s friend, made for an atmosphere far removed from any of the homeless shelters she had entered before.
~~“Then, there is Xavier's Sister School, which is where we are right now. They offer free rooms as well as classes up through high school levels or can help you sign up for college classes. I guess there is some way to take classes on a computer now.”
This wasn’t just a school, this was the school. Andrea’s school. The school she didn’t yet have forms for, but had been looking forward to, regularly racing to the park to fake indifference near where she had met her green skinned pirate mate. As captain it was her duty to jump on this opportunity as it presented itself. She listened politely to the horned groom as he finished speaking and considered for a moment.
“Would it be possible to work for… Mondragon was it… and stay at the mansion simultaneously?”
She had no aversion to work, in fact it would be good to finally feel productive, even if she had no particular skills. Dropping out of school in year ten limited most of her work options barring a trade, so this offer made her fingers tingle in anticipation. Years of stealing and sneaking made the thought of being able to legally enter a store and leave with legally purchased merchandise very appealing. She would not give up the chance to see her pirate companion again, however, and possibly spend more time with her, on a regular basis even better. If it were one or the other she would choose the school, but multitasking was so much more interesting.
“Do you know who I would have to ask to get the forms to enrol at the school? At age nineteen surely I wouldn’t need parental permission. Proof of identity could be a slight problem though. And I might take you up on that introduction too.”
She brushed her hands off on her pants. She knew first impressions were important, especially to authority figures or potential employers, so she double checked that her clothes were all straight and her hair was securely pinned. Too bad about the bloodstains on her knees, but there was nothing she could do. At least her top was clean, unlike a girl she could partially see over by the cake. The girl seemed to be dripping something red and sticky. A slight clench of fists and a stiffening of the body later and Verdigris was pretty sure that it was punch, not blood. Popping the last puff pastry delicacy from her plate into her mouth she placed the plate on the edge of a table and shoved her left hand into her pocket to withdraw her marbles and clutch them protectively. There was no harm in being prepared, just in case.
At everyone else’s toasts Emerald smiled and took another drink of her soda. Just as Gawain pointed out her obvious mutation, well the one that was obvious she didn’t need to point out yet about her other mutation. She listened to Gawain state how he was a mirror walker and thought how it would be useful to be able to walk through mirrors. Hell it would probably cut down on a lot of gas mileage. Emerald wondered if Gawain could maybe drive a motorcycle through a mirror and come out on the other side like a bad ass.
Then she heard Teds power and an amused smirk crept across her face. This kid turned into stuffed animals? How would that even work and what poor twist of fate did he have that he could turn into stuffed toys. Hell she could probably bite through his ‘fur’ and accidentally kill him. Emerald made an inner note not to pick up random stuffed animals by her jaws when she was in wolf form because she may end up accidentally killing someone.
Emerald turned to Gawain for a moment with a curious look on her face. “Do you think you can mirror drive a motorcycle through a mirror if you used your powers? Or does it only work on you? Because that would just be all forms of bad ass.” Emerald was obviously very enthuastic about it. The challenge loving extreme sport doing she wolf would absolutely love trying that. “I will gladly drive mine through to test it, but im driving you get to sit in the back.”
Now came Teds ability, which made Emerald resit saying. ‘Wow you’re power makes you even more vulnerable.’ So instead she merely decided to make the statement of. “Well at least you can stealthily infiltrate things because you would be just a toy.”
Emerald didn’t say any more on the matter because she didn’t want to hurt the boy feelings. Now onto her powers the young female preceded to focus on the condensation on her coke bottle and span her fingers around a bit to show the water that seemed to dance around her fingertips.
“I myself am not just a Shape Shifter but I am also a Water Controller. Beats me how those powers mix, but I just sort of go with it.” Emerald smiled sheepishly as made the water form into a large drop and drop into the coke.
The Water manipulator turned to Twyla, “Tag you’re turn.”
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Sebastian tilted his head thoughtfully at the green haired Verdigris, “You'll be up for a bit of a commute and quite a busy schedule, I would imagine, but I'm sure you could work and go to school at the same time. I believe the registration forms are located in a wall holder right outside the mansion greeter office. From what I have seen they aren't terribly difficult to fill out, even if you don't have official papers.” Sebastian completely sympathized with her lack of official papers. He had some now, but they hadn't been exactly easy to get.
“Introductions are easy enough, if you'll just follow me,” Sebastian swept out his right arm to indicate the direction they would be walking and offered her his other arm if she was willing to take it.
They made their way, twisting and twining through the crowds toward the buffet table. There his stunning bride and his employer were discussing something.
“Mind if I interrupt?” He smiled at Ghost before turning to meet Slate's baby blue gaze with his own icier version. “Maya, Slate, allow me to introduce Verdigris. She is interested in employment at Mondragon Labs Medical. I thought perhaps you could discuss the company a bit with her?” He raised his eyebrow questioningly at his pupil before turning to Ghost. “And while they discuss business, would you honor me with the first dance of the evening?”
Posted by Twyla Ashby on Dec 2, 2009 16:20:22 GMT -6
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‘What are y'all in for?’ To Twyla it sounded like something from a prison movie. Hopefully her mutation wouldn’t end up being her imprisonment. She tried to find ways to think of it in a positive light–so far her list consisted of ‘being able to hide my face on bad zit days’ and ‘being the winner at Hide and Seek every time’. It was a work in progress; there were more good things out there but she didn’t want to spend the energy to look or to dwell on herself. In any case, the girl found it funny that this was their third meeting and Maya/Gawain still hadn’t either happened upon her power ( usually flustered=camouflaged legs) or been told about it by her. Then again, maybe it wasn’t so odd considering their first meeting had been spent dodging rough subjects and their second had been an attempt to convince her that the boy in front of her had been Maya’s twin. Mutations never really came up in either of those conversations.
Mirrorwalking...that explained his quick getaway that night in the library–assuming mirrors meant anything reflective. She tried to make eye contact when she noticed that Gawain left out the fact that he also changed gender back and forth. Obviously it wasn’t something he shared often and she felt a little guilty about her extra knowledge. Brown eyes tried to convey ‘my lips are sealed’ across the table. He could trust her, she had no reason to rat him out and even if she did it wasn't like Twyla Ashby to be like that.
Twyla already knew Ted’s power, having helped him look for books that covered similar topics but she smiled a dopey smile anyway when he shared it with the table. She couldn’t get the image of dancing toys out of her mind. The wolf-girl’s second power came as a bit of a surprise–it wasn’t everyday someone had a tail and the ability to manipulate water. Twyla used to envy people with active powers like Emerald’s. Her thought process had changed after she realized that with her poor control in high-stress situations coupled with an active power could be a catastrophe. “That’s pretty sweet.” She commented, nodding at the trick.
A smile was thrown at the girl across from her when she was ‘tagged in’. Now how was the best way to go about explaining? A demonstration had worked well in the past when she’d explained her power to David. Placing a hand on the white table cloth she relaxed and began to speak. “Well, I can camouflage myself.” Slowly the hand on the table began to lighten until it was almost the same shade as the cloth beneath it. “As long as I move slow and focus I can keep it up for a while.” The hand was ‘gone’ now. “I can also mask other people, but the same rules apply and I have to move extra slow.” Turning to Gawain she said: “Give me your hand.” Her white hand was raised above the table and outstretched, waiting to continue it’s demonstration. “See, it’s useless when it’s not perfectly lined up with the backdrop.”
"I'm sure you'll be able to get her to relax here. After all you were one of the most nervous people here and now look at ya. You're an X-men trainee, you've been in a fight and saved my life, and you're at a wedding with some of the most interesting people alive." Lily grinned at that. Even though she didn't really like being reminded of the fight, she still filed it under 'success' in her mind. "Yeah, I know. How did it come to this?..." she mused in a mock serious voice "I used to have such a comfortably dull life... before I started lookin' for trouble." she winked at him. Trouble tended to find her. Where were they again?... Right. Callie. "She's all right, just needs some support dealing with her powers. I mean, have you seen what she can do? Pure Chemistry. I would be freaking out too." she chuckled "I'll keep an eye on her. I never had a little sister anyway. It should be fun."
Turning into stuffed animals? Seriously? All right, so I'm not the only one Mother Nature decided to screw with. Sweet. Gawain grinned at Ted. "That might be the weirdest thing I've ever heard. No offense, mate. Emerald's right. There are a bunch of useful things ya can do with that." There are some beds I'd love to be a teddy bear in. If the kid figures that out, he might grow up to be serious competition. That earned him a thumbs up.
As soon as Emerald started asking her questions, Gawain turned to her, all ears.
>>“Do you think you can mirror drive a motorcycle through a mirror if you used your powers? Or does it only work on you? Because that would just be all forms of bad ass.... I will gladly drive mine through to test it, but im driving you get to sit in the back.”
Whoa. The chick was getting cooler at a frightening pace. Gawain flashed a grin. "Dunno, never tried to take anything as big as a motorcycle into a mirror" he said truthfully "But ya're right, it would be badass. I'm not sure about people though. I think the whole mirrorwalkin' thing only works on me. But tell ya what, I'll keep practicin' and ya'll be the first one to try." he winked at the wolf girl. He really did like the idea. Even with having to ride on the backseat.
After all these surprises, he couldn't wait to see what Twyla had up her green sleeves. Camouflage?... The word 'cute' popped up in his mind as he watched her hand change color. A smile played on his lips. Hiding from people much, Bubblegum?
>>“Give me your hand.”
He could have sworn he had a cool line to answer that request, but he might have misplaced it in his head somewhere, because all he did was he put his hand into hers. Trying to look casual all the way. Minus the blush. A light one, mind you.
Lee couldn't help the small smile from spreading across her face as she heard Tarin's slightly stammering half question. Based on the look on his face, and the tone of his voice, Lee was pretty sure she knew exactly what it was he was asking, even if he didn't get the whole question out. Though, how he could even think she'd be wearing something like that under this dress, Lee didn't know. Other than the laces criss crossing across her skin, there was no back to this dress at all.
But Lee didn't exactly have a chance to point that fact out to her husband since someone she had never even seen before, never mind had met, was down in front of her, calling her a goddess.
She probably could have been more delicate in her response, Lee realized as she saw the expression on Juka's face. What she had said hadn't exactly been the kindest, but at the same time, it's not like she should have been expecting to have to react to something like this.
The words that then came out of the kneeling person's mouth only confirmed their thoughts on her reaction. Even if she knew she was no goddess.
Before she was able to do or say anything else, though, Juka was getting up, saying that he would just leave her be then. And as Juka got further away, Lee heard Tarin starting to laugh behind her. "What are you talking about?" Lee asked, turning to look at her husband. "I'm far from being a goddess."
Lee stopped there, though, as she heard what else Tarin had to say. Then she looked over her shoulder at the retreating form of Juka. She had been slightly rude, but at the same time, wouldn't it be a bad idea for her to go after him, letting him think that head a chance for anything?
Though, this was Sebastian's and Maya's wedding, there wasn't any use causing problems by purposely upsetting people here, was there? "You really think I should apologize?"
Lee took a deep breath as she looked over her shoulder again. "Fine, but you better save me if this going weird," Lee told Tarin. "Er. If it goes weirder."
With that, Lee started moving, striding away from Tarin as she closed the distance that had formed between herself and Juka. Weaving in and out of the couple of people that had filled in the space between them. "Juka?" Lee called out as she got closer.
Ah, to be able to hurt the one you love, not that he was in love…in like? Could you be in like? And why did all of that sound like you stepped in something? That sounded bad…more like a puddle or a pool…a pool made sense, you could drown in a pool. Everyone could hurt the one you loved. So she could flay him alive and he could break her bones with a hug as easier than anyone else could snap a toothpick.
Pluto’s eyes searched Meld’s trying to figure out exactly what she was thinking about, it didn’t seem positive whatever it was, but her words countered that, at least slightly.
~~"Its certainly good to hear that they probably won't attack me in the street or anything,"
Pluto let his lips crook a little. “ You have atleast as good as odds as anyone else, maybe even better.” They were still the order after all.
~~"I am sorry that I had to leave Isabel," "If its any consolation to you though, I continue to do my part for the betterment of our people."
He watched as Meld Politely nodded, and enjoyed the fact that she hadn’t once showed any sign of trying to get him to release her hand. She turned with a smile on him that was meant to be there. Meld needed a bit more carefree in her life, he thought.
“Do you dance? We could dance after the couple has their way with the floor…Um, dancing. Has their first dance.” He wanted to smack him self, a newly wed couple and having their way was no polite way to say anything. Gah. Was she tripping up his tongue already?
Posted by vampyremage on Dec 2, 2009 23:43:09 GMT -6
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Meld tried to read Pluto's expression, but reading expressions and people had never been her strong suit. Outside of fear, of course. That she could read. And she could read very well when someone was a threat, when it was their intent to go on the attack, though that was more in the body language than the expression of a person. It wasn't as if her life had given her much opportunity to learn to read people and, unfortunately, she felt that lack keenly. It would all be so much easier if she could at least intuit what Pluto might be thinking. The fact that he had yet to let go of her hand had to be a good sign though right? Either that, or a bad sign, considering nothing could ever come of it. Could it? She refrained from shaking her head at her own personal confusion.
“You have atleast as good as odds as anyone else, maybe even better.”
Meld chuckled, a sound that, much to her horror, came out sounding suspiciously like a giggle. A nervous giggle. And Meld certainly did not giggle. Therefore it had to have been a chuckle. "You know those people well I see. But at least I have a better chance of defending myself than most." She flexed a clawed hand, the one not being held so tenderly by Pluto, and smirked.
“Do you dance? We could dance after the couple has their way with the floor…Um, dancing. Has their first dance.”
"Um dance? I don't...that is, uh, I don't think I'd be very good at dancing. No one's ever really asked me before..." Because no one would ever think of asking a freak like her to do something like that. Meld looked at her feet, blushing and feeling more and more like the teenage school girl she hadn't been in years. What was wrong with her to be acking this way? She was supposed to be a cold blooded killer, not some shy little girl in the throes of her first crush.
The pouty doll turned on her very high heels. The glass was apparently to be the apparent one. The knife, for show? She definitely wasn't interested. He wondered what might make her more interested. Last time it was a threat. Even that garnered little more than a chuckle from the vixen in Colombia. Nothing on Earth could be done to get respect from her. So, fear was the soup d'jour, so it seemed. " My apologies, I guess I got distracted and wasn't necessarily looking at the glass. The knife, however..." With a glance and a twist of the wrist, the knife was in Roland's hand." The knife. A blade should never be overlooked, especially in such capable hands." He placed the knife down manually on the table beside him and flashed her a grin.
A long swig of the glass in hand and it made its way to a passing caterer's tray. He just couldn't resist. This was going to be one of many times that Roland's ego put him in nose deep. C'est la vie. In a swift and sideways motion, similar to a snake descending from a tree branch, Roland moved his body to within a hair's aura of touching her. His mouth lingered for a moment at her ear as he whispered in his natural British accent." I've missed you since Colombia. We should get reacquainted properly." Roland moved himself back to his original posture, his hand extended, his accent returned to its practiced American tone. "Dean Adwin, pleasure to meet you."
Posted by angelsilverrose on Dec 3, 2009 4:52:46 GMT -6
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Kasumi smiles more standing by Shin soon she sees what happen as she blinked a few times kined of stuned. Wow she nods as she looks to Alchemist she smiles softly she was not sure what to talk about at this time she rubs the back of her head as she thinks of something to speak soon she speaks "So what do you think about the food here?" She would not talk about the wedding it's self she knows that men seem not to like them unless if they are getting married.
Kasumi looks to Slate as she nods to him. She smiles as she does so. She can not tell him thank you due that she is by Alchemist and well with what is going on with Kokoro. Soon Kasumi notes not to be on her bad side. Yet she tought that it was cute about Sailor Moon but Chun-Li. Soon she she shakes her head as she closes her eyes. She tits her head to the side there is more people getting into this. God she hopes that nothing goes worng that would be so bad. Kasumi keeps her eyes on Shin and Kokoro. Kasumi pushes some of her hair behind her ear as she keeps with her thoughts for now.
Posted by Silver Streak on Dec 3, 2009 11:58:28 GMT -6
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Streak laughed also. "Ya we just ruin people's lives here. But I guess if ya want a boring life again you could stop hanging around with me, cause I seem to attract trouble." Streak said in reply. Of course it did seem like trouble found a lot of the students living there. But trouble was nothing that someone who lived here didn't learn to cope with and even expect. "I haven't seen her powers but she did tell me about them. When she was talking to me she didn't want to show them. So I didn't press her."
Lily seemed to be excited about her new roommate. It was definitely a good thing considering the newness of her would wear off after a while. However, once the newness wore off they would probably become good close friends and Callie would probably be the closest thing Lily would come to having an actual sister. "Good. I hope she doesn't get into any trouble though cause I don't know how well she'd be able to handle herself right now. But with you helping her she should be able to get much better quickly." Streak said hoping that this would give Jewel incentive to help her.