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'd been a while since the phone call and C.J. was sitting tapping his boot on the gravel of the mansion driveway in time to the cars going past. Oddly it formed a decent beat, but that wasn't why he was there. No he was waiting for Elli. She had recently become a police officer and he was eager to find out how she was going. That and she was also someone who he could tolerate in large doses. Not to mention she could drink a bucket of vodka and be fine in about half an hour apparently, but best not to mention occurrences like that. He stood and tapped and watched and waited, wondering how she was getting to the mansion. hopefully not by subway, because that was almost a mile away.
'Cab most likely.'
Amidst his wondering he had time to notice the obscene amount of sunlight beginning to melt his beautiful powder layer. He had been snowboarding, what, twice? and he loved it. unfortunately his current location did not offer said leisure activities. Nor did it offer a forge. not that he needed one, but an anvil would have been nice, and a hammer. He couldn't make a decent blade with his powers, which annoyed him, he needed some tools for that. Luckily his weapons could be maintained easily. But he was off topic. Yes, bright and sunny, snow littering the ground, defying global warming to do something about it, and traffic passing the gate at a rate that made him think they didn't plan on stopping. That was a point, did Elli have a license? His lookout job just got that bit harder.
Elli fiddled as she looked out the window at all of the other cars speeding by. As Elli didn't have a car, she was taking a cab to meet Cafas. She had gratuated from the Police Academy just two days earlier, and was so happy to finally be an Officer of the peace that she couldn't help but smile when she thought of it. The goal of becoming a Police officer is what had driven her through the difficult years during the Academy, the many times when she was almost unable to pay rent, and the times when she had no money to send back to her family. Those were the worst, because, though her family assured her she wasn't, Elli felt like she was failing them. Now the thing that would drive her would be her solemn duty to the people of New York City, human and mutant alike.
Now, as she was off duty, Elli wasn't dressed in her uniform. Instead she had donned one of her few non-formal dresses, and was wearing a light jacket over it to ward off the chill. She was feeling a bit self-conscious in the dress, and now that she was almost there, a few minutes before the time they'd agreed to meet, she couldn't help but feel that she wanted to go back and change into something else. Of course, it was entirely too late now, so she was stuck in it. She actually looked rather pretty, but Elli wasn't aware of that fact, and she felt too exposed. The jacket helped, though.
The cab turned the corner and approached the front doors of the Mansion, and Elli could see the melting light powder being tramped on by a waiting figure. She hoped it was Cafas, because otherwise she had no clue what she would do. As the cab came closer the slight fog lightened enough for Elli to make out that the figure was indeed Cafas. A slight sigh of relief escaped her lips: she had almost expected him to not be there. She paid the driver as he pulled up to the gates, and then opened the door and stepped out, smoothing the bottom of her dress and shrugging her jacket closer over her frame. The cab left, and Elli approached Cafas, stopping a few feet away.
"Hey! How've you been?" Yeah, that was original. Ah well.
Well now, someone was looking pretty. Well at least he had thought so from the distance, he was determined not to look now that she was close enough to watch his eyes. Cafas smiled before answering, this really was the highpoint of an otherwise boring day. Well, sort of boring, that snowman hadn't built itself. Naturally his eyes were an unnatural shade of yellow, much like that of a cat. Sot of between plain happy and over the moon. She seemed a bit self conscious. Oh right, answer. "I've been pretty good, had a lot of time for sleeping which was nice. You? How's the cop gig treating you? Arrested anyone yet?" Cafas said it like a joke, deep down he hoped she had not yet had to arrest someone, he had seen people get arrested, it was never really pretty, almost always they resisted somehow, however sad and futile their attempts.
' I hope you realise you haven't blinked in the entire time since she got out of the cab.'
He listened to his mind and blinked a couple of times, returning his eyes to a relatively normal blink pattern, stupid happiness, ruining his natural patterns. Cafas had also stopped tapping his foot, much to the relief of his own ears. Gravel crunching was not a nice sound no matter who you are. "So, want me to show you around?" It reminded him of being at school a little, showing people around. he almost laughed when he realised he was technically at school. The gates were open to the mansion, unlike when Cafas had first arrived, but, as he had soon discovered, also as per usual. He did feel a little under dressed in only a shirt and cargo shorts. He even had his boots unlaced and unzipped. It was freezing, below in fact, but he enjoyed the chill on his skin. The Mansion didn't seem to get much wind, so it was comfortable regardless.
'I hope she wants a tour, otherwise I'm going to regret not cleaning my room. Wonder if Calley has done that? No I don't think the bathroom looked different when I had a shower this morning...'
Elli smiled as she saw Cafas's eyes. The color was so unnatural that it almost looked fake, but Elli knew that it was a natural yellow. Once again, she had to wonder what exactly Cafas's eye colors meant as far as his mood goes, but she supposed she would just have to figure it out. Maybe yellow was pleasant, or happy, or it could be nervous. God knows I am. She thought. She hoped that he hadn't been waiting too long for her, traffic was bad and she was about a second or two late, but to her it felt like an hour, just because she had to wonder what he would think if she was late. It was entirely possible on his watch, though, for her to be on time or even early.
"I've been pretty good, had a lot of time for sleeping which was nice. You? How's the cop gig treating you? Arrested anyone yet?"
Elli's grin widened. Just the thought of the work she was doing served to greatly enhance her mood. She loved every second of it, even if she was only doing small-time stuff, so far, and it was clearly evident on her face. "Yeah, I've been able to sleep more too, since my studies are finally done. It's nice, real nice. I love it, but no, no arrests yet. Just a few parking tickets and a couple of speeders." Elli chuckled in a slightly self-depreciating way, and said "I've only been on patrol for one day, after all!"
"So, want me to show you around?"
Elli nodded, noticing the relaxed state of Cafas's outfit. Maybe she should have worn something else... "That would be lovely." Elli walked so that she was standing beside him, and waited for him to go ahead and start the tour.
C.J. was slightly relieved to find out that she hadn't been out arresting people. More happy when she agreed to his tour. Tours could be fun, you just needed to know where to start. Time for some juxtaposition. Cafas put on his best upper class British accent and began "Well madam as you can see these are our immaculate grounds, host to both tennis courts and a swimming pool for our athletic types, although swimming is generally discouraged when the pool is empty." He began at a relaxed pace toward the actual mansion. To be frank he had no idea where half the stuff was, he just made do with the arrows on the walls and hoped for the best. He had the route planned in a second or tow. It was simple, circle downstairs, circle upstairs, then whatever action need be taken.
Okay now drop it, it's only funny once.'
He returned to his normal voice. "And that snowman over there is what I did with the rest of my day." He laughed a little and continued toward the rather marble stairs which had previously severely hurt his nose. The shirt was still bloodstained, although that was getting to be the state of a lot of things within N.Y.C. He decided not to ask about the search for him, and the whole Meld affair, he was pretty sure she would be forced to arrest him, even if she hadn't called the cops that night at her apartment. He of course took the couch when she passed out a third time.
'Should have eaten when I woke up...'
As if on cue his stomach gave a silent yet uncomfortable gurgle. Stupid stomach, what did it know? He observed the feeling of the cold on his skin and suddenly wished to be inside a lot quicker. He seemed to be in between wind shelters, so a nice gentle breeze began to freeze him solid. He new more layers were called for. at least the boots kept his feet warm. As he reached the stairs he paused for a second. "Good to hear you haven't had too much trouble though, hope you gave those speeders what for." Concerned friend voice, check, joke at the end, check, idiotic high school boy blush, bit too cold for it. He was acting like an idiot as far as he was concerned, although that could come across as worried he supposed. C.J. blamed the snow, it always made him happy.
Cafas began the tour, leading Elli across the now windswept grounds, and adopted a foppish Britianian accent. "Well madam as you can see these are our immaculate grounds, host to both tennis courts and a swimming pool for our athletic types, although swimming is generally discouraged when the pool is empty." Elli laughed at the way he introduced the grounds, and shook her head.
"I see, that does seem to be a obstacle to swimming, yes." She was smiling, everything seemed to be going good so far. Though Elli had seen the grounds before the wedding, she had not been given any information on them, and they were so much more beautiful with the snow blanketing everything. As a native Philly resident, Elli saw a ton of snow in her childhood, and it still held a captivating beauty for her.
"And that snowman over there is what I did with the rest of my day."
Elli turned her attention to the snowman, and saw it sticking up out of the snow. It was pretty crude, but, then again, what snowmen weren't? She continued to look at the grounds as they walked along the slightly less snowy path. Elli's feet were freezing in her sandals, but she loved the feel of the cold snow on her skin. Otherwise she would have worn sneakers or boots. The grounds really were magnificent.
"Good to hear you haven't had too much trouble though, hope you gave those speeders what for." Elli nodded, still just looking at the trees and bushes covered in snow. The winter wonderland was lovely.
The scenery was so captivating, in fact, that she didn't notice when Cafas stopped at the bottom of the steps. She missed running into him by an inch, max, and then her foot unexpectadly hit the first step. That surprising impact, combined with the slippery snow and lack of grip on her sandals, all resulted in her tumbling forward, a sound of surprise escaping her lips as she fell.
Cafas wasn't the fastest person, but he did happen to contain a surprisingly high reaction time. His arm shot out, weight was caught before it hit the marble, bicep worked to stop the momentum and not give out from the awkward angle. Then Cafas felt his face go pink, then red. He was fairly sure he was warming the air around him, not to mention defying homeostasis. Maybe she would be too distracted by the not breaking her face on the stair to notice him frantically moving his hand lower, off of her chest area. He reminded himself it hadn't been conscious, but he'd be lucky, from his lacking experience in women, if she felt the same way. "God damn, I'm sorry bout that, are you okay, oh jeez, that is so embarrassing." he kind of panicked just a little.
'Sure incriminate yourself futher...'
Cafas pulled her back to standing via the lower ribs and stood there, hands now firmly buried in his pockets, looking like a complete idiot teenage boy. So not too far from the truth. Why was it he managed to screw things up quite that badly. No, he would ignore the matter of his now very stupid position. His eyes were decidedly bi-coloured. The left green like a lime, the other light pink. How gross looking it must have been. But he would never really know.
Elli was completely caught surprised by the fall, and would have hit the marble hard, if it were not for the arm that shot out to catch her by her... chest... and then lift her back to her feet. Elli fumed, her anger undoubtedly burning a hole in the snow with it's intensity. She wanted to slap that little.. that little.. AAUGH!! I don't even know. And to think, I even considered we could be friends. He's just another man! Elli looked Cafas over, finally deciding that the face would be the best place for a slap.
And then she the words Cafas said filtered into her brain. "God damn, I'm sorry bout that, are you okay, oh jeez, that is so embarrassing." He sounded close to panicking, and Elli calmed down a bit.
She lowered her hand back to her side and took a deep breath, trying to let the anger dissapate. Elli was not usually quick to anger, but things like that were sure-fire to set her off right quick. Still, the genuine apology in Cafas's voice could not be denied, and she knew it was just an accident. Smoothing her dress back down to normal, she tucked her hair behind her ear to get it out of her face. She took a few more moments to allow herself to calm down completely, so that no anger was in her voice, she studied Cafas's eyes. Hmmm... One green, one pinkish... wonder what it means... decidedly at least part embarrassment. Elli was determined to decode his eyes.
"It's okay. Thanks for keeping me from kersplatting on the stairs." Elli smiled a weak smile, and motioned towards the door. "Shall we?"
Cafas nodded and darted quickly up the stairs before he could make another stupid move. Once up the top he tried to control his breathing and his face's radiant heat. Once that was all done Alchemist looked back at Elli. "You know I smashed my face on these stairs on my first day here. Apparently legs don't like two days of constant use, whod've thunk it?" C.J. smiled, but his eye didn't change. He turned back to the open doors and entered the mansion's warmth field. It was much better. But where to go first? He didn't know of any land mark places around the mansion. Well, the classrooms were the closest to the front door, there first.
'Classrooms, dining room, library, kitchen, danger room then up stairs.'
His solid solid plan. Yes. "How 'bout this weather huh? Welcome to the entrance room, where there is usually at least someone present. apparently not today though." he gestured toward the empty desk, which was being covered quite thickly in dust. He had half a mind to write his name in it. He put that task aside for later. Now was tour time, tour was important. Heck right now anything to repair the stupid mistake he had made was important. He felt the embarrassment begin to fade, making way for a more relaxed emotion as his heart rate dropped.
Elli was relieved when Cafas seemed to be able to let the incident go, as she wanted to. She believed that it was an honest accident on Cafas's part, and was willing to forgive him that and try to forget about it. Although she was sure it would be burned into his memory for a long while. She did know a bit about men, after all. A bit.
Cafas darted up the stairs, and Elli carefully followed. She did not want to fall again, especially after that particularly embarrassing fall. She was almost glad that Cafas had been embarassed as well, otherwise it would have just been her. "You know I smashed my face on these stairs on my first day here. Apparently legs don't like two days of constant use, whod've thunk it?" Elli laughed prettily at Cafas's sarcasm, then responded.
"Seems I'm not the only clumsy one, hmm?" Elli felt the warmth as they entered the hall, and assumed that the entire complex would be similarly heated. So decided, she removed her jacket and hung it on a conveniently placed coat hook. That was the last of her protection against her self consciousness gone, but it would be just as bad for her to be sweating like a dog the entire time. She crossed her arms across her chest, as if warding off the last of a chill, and looked around the entrance hall as Cafas pointed out things.
"How 'bout this weather huh? Welcome to the entrance room, where there is usually at least someone present. apparently not today though."
"Apparently." Elli considered mentioning that she had been to the X-Mansion before, for a wedding, but decided against it. Cafas seemed to be having some enjoyment in showing her around, so why should she ruin it? "Where is it that you live?" She asked, wondering what the living arrangements were like.
So she wanted to start up stairs, well... Drat, so upstairs they would go. Cafas nodded and smiled, trying to ignore certain urges to check Elli out some more. He had done that enough outside as she got out of the cab. "Dorms are up stairs, past the offices and the infirmary." C.J. moved toward the stairs and mounted the first step. "This isn't some clever ploy in a game of I'll show you mine if you show me yours is it?" He left it hanging in the air for almost two seconds before he burst out laughing at how unbelievably suspect that had to have sounded. "I mean rooms of course." Ah teenage male humor, always with the gutter mind. Brain not in the head so to speak. He continued up stairs trying to avoid showing his age too much more.
'Why is it funny? I guess I must be immature. Oh well.'
C.J. again hoped Calley had done something about the room while he hadn't been looking, but he doubted it. It seemed their roommateship wasn't an exclusive relationship. Either that or he had got himself stuck in a form again, Cafas had noticed he wasn't always around. Cafas didn't fancy showing off his room. Well maybe that was just too bad for him. He turned at the top of the stairs and watched Elli for any reaction to his clear display of teenness. Not much he could do about it now. He had already shown her he had little control over his urges with any alcohol in his system, it was just another checkpoint down the path to finding out he unfortunately only acted above his age in situations of danger. In his head he sang.
'I sit around and watch the tube but nothing's on...'
"Dorms are up stairs, past the offices and the infirmary. This isn't some clever ploy in a game of I'll show you mine if you show me yours is it?" Cafas had made his way towards yet more stairs and started up them when he stopped and aimed his last sentence down at Elli.
Elli was completely caught unawares by the question, and was unable to see that it was spoken in jest. She was utterly confused as to why Cafas would say something like that, and she only managed to keep her mouth from slacking open with confusion.
"I mean rooms of course." Cafas burst out laughing, and Elli realized it was just him making a joke.
Guy humor, Elli doubted she would ever understand. She smiled and shook her head a little, and said "Well, you've already seen my room, so I suppose it's only fair, yes?" Elli honestly was wondering what kind of room the mansion provided to it's residents. And, more importantly, she was wondering how Cafas kept said room. Elli knew that he had seen that hers was a mess, papers and such everywhere, fast food wrappers overflowing from the bins. Usually she managed to keep her room relatively clean, but when she had met Cafas was approaching on her term exams, and so she had temporarily let it fall under. Now that that was all done with, and Elli was a cop, her apartment was in decent shape, though one wall was donated to a cork billboard, to which snippets of old newspapers and printouts were pinned.
Cafas did think it was fair, what wasn't fair however was the fact that his room was considerably smaller than her apartment, so his junk had less space to spread out, not that hers had been excessively messy anyway. Drat. He started down the corridor, on his way indicating to both the infirmary and the office as he passed them. He decided explanations may be good. "These are the offices, I've only been in there once, to get my room officialised and stuff, it's where the paperwork and stuff is stored." He indicated to the clearly marked but closed door. The mansion was unusually quiet, which was beginning to bug him. Gesturing in the way of the again rather obvious infirmary he spoke over his shoulder to Elli. "And this is the infirmary, where our resident healer, DocProf, works tirelessly to patch us up after our accidents. I came here to fix up my nose and knee on my first day. I seem to be accident prone of late."
'Of late, yeah, sure, cos you weren't before'
He laughed a bit more, remembering his own first... Run in with Elli, adding that to his list of clumsy things he had done in the past few months. Was it really December already? Wow, five months had flown past. That was also five months he had not had any decent practise with drums or blacksmithing. He would have to look into it. His tour was flying by now. At the sound of his name the kindly DocProf tuck his head around the corner of the infirmary entrance. He smiled to them. He really was a friendly person, which seemed rare among New York's residents.
"Hello, new resident at our academy is it?"
'Haha, as if anyone would move from that apartment to here.'
"I don't think so Doc, but you never know our luck." The fact Elli was now an officer of the law had recently evaded Cafas' mind, so that wasn't even factored into his possibility of moving calculations.
(OOC: Hope you don't mind me taking control of the Doc a bit, if you do, just let me know and ill modify my post.) "These are the offices, I've only been in there once, to get my room officialised and stuff, it's where the paperwork and stuff is stored. And this is the infirmary, where our resident healer, DocProf, works tirelessly to patch us up after our accidents. I came here to fix up my nose and knee on my first day. I seem to be accident prone of late."
Elli smiled, and didn't say anything. Cafas seemed to know his way round the place, it certainly was interesting. Filled with interesting people with interesting abilities. Elli suffered a huge blow to her view of the world as a generally good place with the registration camps that had happened. She knew that it was much worse for those involved, but her world had been shattered almost as badly.
"Hello, new resident at our academy is it?"
"I don't think so Doc, but you never know our luck."
Elli nodded politely to the Doc, and said "I'm settled for the time being, I think. Nice to meet you, I'm Elli."
"Ah. Nice to meet you as well, Officer Fletcher. It was online, I have too much time on my hands. I didn't think Cafas had it in him." The Doc's smile said he was joking. Mostly. "Have fun, you two!" He ducked back into the infirmary.
Cafas twitched at the fact A) the doctor remembered his name, and B) He thought there were... ulterior motives. Which there were not. Those thoughts had not yet reached his mind too many times... other than when he was a little drink happy. He laughed on the exterior, hoped no-one saw his eyes returning to their previous green and pink colouration. "It isn't like that doc, and thanks for the vote of confidence there!" He continued chuckling and walked on he came to the T intersection that made up the Mansion's accommodation. "For the youngn's girls are on the right, guys on the left. Us big people get to sleep in the middle though." He smiled back at her, hoping the yellow had taken over his eyes from the joke. Laughing made him happy, happy was yellow, easy conclusion to reach that they may have.
'Hope she gets that the big people thing was the joke...'
Cafas skipped merrily to his door and turned the handle. It didn't budge, so Calley was not here. He dug in his pocket for the key, retrieved it, then opened the door. He held his breath. Alchemist peeked in. He cursed slightly under his breath, Calley had not cleaned up. Must come from being a shape shifter he concluded. "Don't mind the mess, my roommate seems to have taken the liberty of not cleaning up after himself, not that he's ever around for too long at a time" Yes, blame the guy who wasn't here, that was a good policy.
'If all else fails, lie, lie through your teeth!'
Cafas dropped onto his bed, which was infinitely more comfy than when he had woken up, and gestured to the two doors. "We also get a decent sized bathroom and laundry, which, as you may have guessed, are due to be used, the laundry by me, and the bathroom by my grubby friend." Yes, the immaculately clean Calley. Ah never mind, white lies and all that. C.J. stretched out. He kicked off his boots, he really didn't need them inside. To keep up his cleanliness illusion he sat them next to his bed neatly and lay back down. He would have to continue the tour, but all the same, it would be a shame to waste such lovely furnishings. "Feel free to hi-jack the other bed, although watch out for junk an' stuff." He secretly hoped she'd sit closer, on his bed, but that was... unlikely.