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.
Spectre had arranged to meet one of his underground contacts for a little midnight rendezvous to collect the information he's been seeking. A dark alleyway behind his favorite cafe was both convenient and nestolgic for Daimon. The moon hung high in the sky, the softly falling snow was very scenic if not for all the trash bins and broken street lamps. Soon the crunching of snow heralded the coming of his informant. He was a small ferret like man, with a long nose and small watery eyes that hid behind gargantuan glasses. "Good evening Mr. Slever..." he muttered. "Good Evening" Spectre echoed.
"You brought what I wanted?" Daimon said into the darkness. "Of course sir... But it was a little more difficult then I once thought, I had to slit a few throats to get the information I needed" The small man snickered as he regaled his story. "But you know there wasn't much info about Xavier's sister school sir... I just got a few rumors is all" Daimon looked less then pleased by the small mans lack of effort.
Posted by rainewater on Feb 5, 2010 22:09:14 GMT -6
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Raina mentally cursed herself out for deciding it was a smart idea to walk back from her job at the Aquarium to the subway this late at night. It was brutally cold and despite being a mutant who could defend herself Raina didnt want to be mugged. She spied the cafe and decided she'd cross the street and head over to it, get something warm to drink, and call a cab from there. No sense putting herself in harms way.
Her ipod dangled around her neck while she listened to some laid back music. She was juggling not only her caseload from the aquarium but all the registration work for the mansion that she'd taken with her to catch up on. It seemed like Raina was always playing catch up between her two jobs and two homes. She wondered when she'd finally have the guts to choose one.
She hastily made it across the street and was thankful to see no line up at the cafe. With her headphones still in she made a mad dash having to slit her eyes against the winter wind. When she got inside the bright lights were temporarily blinding. She should have stopped and waited for them to adjust but she was so cold her body urged her to move. So she did. Right into a table where two men were sitting. It sent her work load of aquarium data and mansion residence info sprawling all over the place landing her business information as mansion greeter directly in a man's lap. Raina stared for a second in disbelief of her clumsiness through eyes that still werent adjusted at salt and pepper hair.
She yanked her headphones out "Ohmigawd Im so sorry!" she said in a half breath trying to frantically pick up her work only managing to knock more of it down on the man. Her her face turned as red as her hair that she was now brushing out of her face. Her eyes were now wide open and the pretty gray colour stared at the man who looked to be about her age. "I am really really sorry, I shouldn't have been wandering around with my eyes half open like that!"
Daimon leaned in closer to his informant, "Listen to me, and listen to me well... I don't pay you for rumors, I don't need third rate school girls passing notes in class hog wash" Daimon's brow furrowed, "Of all the time I could use your help, you let me down time and time again..." He raised his hand toward his little lacky his fingers going ghostly white, "If I can't trust you to get a job done right... i'll just do it myself..." when the door to the cafe opened suddenly into the blizzard that raged outside, his henchman fled from his table and left out the same door that a beautiful young lady just entered. Sighing to himself he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. All of a sudden, an avolanch of papers fell into his lap and table and heard the apologies of a soft voice.
Daimon looked up and the attractive red head that entered just a moment ago, "Oh no, it's quite alright," he just noticed the heading of several of the papers. "No... Harm... Done..." He eyes were nearly bulging out of his sockets, some one up there must really like it. What hundreds of thousands of dollars couldn't do, a little trip accomplished. He began to straighten some of the papers he picked up, "No, no, it's alright, please have a seat... I must apologize as well, Would you like something warm to drink, it's quite cold outside"
Posted by rainewater on Feb 6, 2010 8:42:33 GMT -6
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Raina absentmindedly took a seat because it was offered, not because she even had a second to take in the appearance of the stranger and wonder his intentions or what type of person he was. She was just so overwrought with embarrassment for having sent her work sailing all over him. She struggled to pick up the papers and thankfully took the ones he'd straightened for her. "Thanks." she said sheepishly. "Still trying to catch up after the holidays." she admitted trying to put the papers that were now neatly stacked into some semblance of order and back into their file folders.
She paused when the man offered her a drink. Her mind quickly took him in. He was wearing a smile and charm seemed to ooze out of him. She'd met a few men like this from Luke's line of work so she wondered if he was a business man too. In that case he'd probably be able to sympathize with her current state. "oh.." she said a bit surprised still taking in his features. He was bigger. Not exactly fat... but he looked like the kind of man who could hurt someone if he wanted to. He had nice eyes. "Well... sure! But I should be the one buying you a drink." she smiled placing her files and papers neatly on the table. "Because it looks like my entrance sent your previous guest away." she was referring to the man who left awfully quickly when she dropped her things. "My name is Raina." she extended a pretty pale hand. "What can I get you to drink?" she smiled those pearly whites.
Daimon chuckled a bit, her embarrassment was very amusing, "Oh your very welcome... but your trying to catch up after the holidays?" he asked, raising his eye brow. "I haver to guess you work for a rather respectable school, am I wrong?" he laughed a deep belly laugh. "Pardon me being so forward, i happened to glance at your paper work, kind of a bad habbit of mine as a business man, reading every piece of paper that slides under my nose" He leaned on his elbow, taking in the young lady's visage. "Him?" He asked pointing with his thumb toward the door, "No, no, no... Simply a colleague i asked to run a few doccuments for me, boring office stuff... But please enlighten me to your Profession, the fabled school of the renoun Xavier, must be so exciting"
Spectre nodded at her introduction and took her hand, not shaking it but bringing it to his lips and kissing the back of it, "It's a privilege and an honor to make your acquaintance Raina, and trust me, the pleasure is all mine... You may call me Daimon, gentleman, gourmet and just all around nice guy" He concluded with a smile. "And if you insist, I'll have a Con Panne, double shot the Espresso and keep the whipped cream coming..." he added with a devilish grin.
Posted by rainewater on Feb 6, 2010 14:51:07 GMT -6
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Raina blushed when he kissed her hand- she wasn't used to that sort of thing though it was welcome! She batted her eyes for a second and then gave a silly grin "well that sounds yummy!" She exclaimed. "I'll get one too."
In a few minutes she had returned with the drinks and was sipping her contently. "Daimon..." she exclaimed "What an interesting name! Ive heard it up north before, but never around here" There was an exotic look to her eyes that no doubt gave away her heritage though most Americans would never think of the Inuit.
"Yes I work for the sister school, I have for nearly 3 years now. I teach music and I am also the resident guidance counselor" she explained. Though that hardly explained the amount of paperwork she dropped on him. "I take care of new and potential students and teachers, I help them learn the ropes of the school, get adjusted as well as their parents, and give them resources for controlling and learning to use their abilities." she left the part out where she was an x-man.
"I also work for the New York aquarium doing research on aquatic related mutations and performing to raise awareness and funds for conservation efforts..." she trailed off. "I work a lot." she admitted with a bit of a giggle. "I love both my jobs far too much." she beamed.
She had dropped the tidbit about performing at the aquarium. Many people in New York were starting to recognize Raina has the 'mermaid' from the aquarium. There was much speculation about the possibility that she was wearing a costume tail. It seemed the existence of mermaids as a mutation was far too much of a stretch for the general public to believe.
Raina had spent a good amount of time trying to decide if she'd be their mascot or not. But so far she didnt have too much backlash from it. And going away for these past few months to investigate the group of Mutants in Australia had been amazing. She really felt like she'd been apart of something. Something that would help future mutants.
|She wondered if Daimon was a mutant hence his interest in the school, or perhaps as a businessman he was looking to invest. They were getting quite a bit of that these days from wealthy parents of the students. It was admittedly a big help especially after all the rebuild from registration.
She wondered if he'd seen her perform as a mermaid of if he even knew she was a mutant. There was a quick though of panic remembering all her situations with Rupert where she wondered if it would be appropriate to just come out and say she was one to avoid a whole issue later... but she thought better of it and asked "What sort of business do you do Daimon?"
Raina could be thoughtful. It wasnt always rational, but sure Raina could be thoughtful
Daimon raised his cup in a salute to Raina then sipped at his foaming beverage. "Indeed, my name comes from a greek translation... It refers to the unrest that exists in us all which forces us into the unknown, leading to self-destruction or self-discovery. The journey and transition from innocence to corruption, as part of the process of individuation." He paused to take another sip and set down his mug. "But im sure this is all quite boring, psychology and the mind have always been an interest of mine"
"But..." Daimon said with the most convinsing hesitancy, "You do look familure, your not by any chance the mermaid of the aquarium are you?" He added with a smile, "I have heard tale of your uh... well tail" he laughed at his own humor. He reached out and placed his hand on hers, "I've only heard the reviews and second hand accounts of your aquatic grace and beauty, i didn't believe them..." He adopted the look of an excited school boy meeting his favorite actress, "But seeing you in person I can see that the stories and tales of you fall utter short of reality... Why you possess ten times the poise and charisma i've heard"
But regaining his composure, he straightened up and took another gulp of his drink, this time a foamy mustache sat upon his upper lip, without noticing he continued. "Well, I've been lucky during my early years, coming into a fairly large portion of money, rich family and all, so my business revolves around the notion of making life easier for others, rather like a charity foundation... And mutants hold my perticular interest, though my interest is purely aesthetic. People see these gifted individuals as oddities and freaks, but not I... I see them as the furture of our species, the next step in evolutions ladder, the great seeds that will grow a better future and happier tomorrow" His eyes shown with a zealous ferver, like a father seeing his son finally become a man.
Posted by rainewater on Feb 8, 2010 20:14:08 GMT -6
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Raina become red and redder as the compliments kept coming. It didnt take long to match her hair. "You do me too much justice." she said embarrassed. She enjoyed his speech about his name, it sounded like he was used to having to give it to people who thought it was odd. She didn't think it was odd. No more odd than a name like Raina.
"You'll have to come to a show as my guests." she suggested. "It really is something you should see up close, but what everyone wont tell you about is the fishy smell." she laughed and winked because it was 100% true. You don't change yourself into a half fish and not smell like fish. They always left that part out in fairy tales.
"Believe it or not it's not my primary mutation..." she began. "It only manifested after..." she struggled to find the right words for the camps... "an extreme stress. Otherwise it may have never happened."
She was glad to hear he was so supportive of the mutant cause. Maybe a little too glad. After all the troubles with Rupert and then meeting the pod in Australia who were convinced they weren't mutants poor Raina had her fill of anti-mutant logic. "I couldn't agree more. That's why I can't give up either jobs. Both help mutants in so many ways." Even though she was saying this to Daimon it felt more like she was saying it to herself. Reminding herself. She could tell Daimon was very passionate about this as well. If he wasn't a mutant that was a wonder. If he was... well.. he'd be someone who might be good at the school.
On that thought she pulled out a business card and handed it to him, "feel free to give me a call. We can arrange tickets for a show but I can also give you a tour of the school."
When he explained what he did for a living there was a pain in her chest as she thought of Luke away. Yeah, she knew another business man who came into money as well...
She'd been so absorbed in the conversation that she didn't notice the foam on his lip until now. She giggled because the moment she saw his she felt her own. "Oh dear..." she laughed wiping hers off and handing him a napkin. "We're a pair of enthusiasts arent we?"
She liked Daimon so far. He really did seem so interesting and she wasnt eager to leave the little meeting even though it was pushing well past midnight.
"Too much?" He asked, a look of utter surprise lingering on his face, "I don't think so in the least, you are the incarnation of elegance, one of such allure and unsurpassed ravishment should never sell herself short..." He nodded, as if prooving without a doubt a well reasoned argument. He grinned again when she invited him to her show, " But of course i'll go, You think a mortal could possibly turn down an invitation by an honest to goodness siren? Who's beauty and voice are spoken of in legend..." He chuckled for a moment, "Though I might have to grab a bite to eat before I come to the show, the smell of fish always puts me in the mood for some sushi, heh heh"
When Raina began to speak about her own mutation, Daimon became very focused, hanging on every word she said. "Not your primary..." He etched the quotation marks with his fingers "Mutation?... you can do more then become the most gorgeous person both above and below the water's surface?" He had to hear this, she may be more useful then he once thought. And upon taking her card he had to restrain his enthusiasm with all his might, not only an oppertunity to see this watery tart's wonderful performance, but the thing he craved most... Access to the mutant school and it's location.
After he wiped his mouth clean he laughed at her comment, "Yes, I'd say we have alot in common... Great minds think alike huh?" The Cafe's owner came walking up to there table, looking a little worried and nervous, "Ahem... Um, Mr. Slever sir... we were thinking of closing up shop soon, we were wondering if you and your..." He looked at Raina with a grimus of a smile, "Your lady friend... were finished" Daimon just waved a care free hand at him, "In a few minutes William, we won't be much longer" and Daimon threw him a small wad of cash. "Now where were we my dear? Oh yes, your school... Are you sure it's alright if you give me a little tour? I mean I wouldn't want you to get in trouble"
Posted by rainewater on Feb 9, 2010 17:17:56 GMT -6
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Raina laughed embarrassed as the comments kept coming. She wasn't used to this kind of attention that was sure. Daimon almost seemed like he was from another time!
"Completely sure. This is my job after all." she nodded. "Id have to book you in it may take a week or so we're really jam packed, and well you know my schedule. But we'd really like to educate about what we do there.
She watched the man approach them about closing and Daimon threw out a wad of cash. Cash didn't impress Raina but Daimon was so flattering she couldnt help but be charmed. Of course, missing Luke wasn't helping matters.
"Yes, Primary and Secondary Mutations..." she began "For instance you may see a fellow all covered in fur. That would be his primary mutation. His ability to lift cars? Secondary." she laughed. "My secondary is the transformation. Im getting much better at controlling it. "She explained. "but my primary... well... I guess it's best to show you..."
She sat the rest of her drink down in front of her and began to hum. She closed her eyes. The temperature in the room dropped so quickly that Daimon would have been able to see his breath. She hummed a little louder and ripples started spreading across her drink. It splashed a bit and then became a rotating orb of liquid rising from the cup. As it rose, it froze. Raina sang a sharp "ahh" and the ice block of coffee fell on the table. "It tends to get a bit chilly when I sing." she grinned.
Poor Raina. She always thought everyone was so nice and it was always her downfall. Trusting everyone from the start, giving them too much information, and being far too open.
Daimon was enraptured in her explainations about mutations, he hung on every word she said. "Your secondary?" he asked, looking completely enthralled in her description of her powers. "You can do more then become the spicest sushi roll in all of new york?" Daimon was positively on the edge of his seat. "Now what could you possibly do to top... that?" he paused near the end of his question when the tempeture of the room dropped so drasticly Daimon was rather alarmed. His breath had turned to a misty cloud when he exhaled in anticipation, and his fingers had gone slightly numb.
When the frozen coffee drink fell back to the table and fractured slightly, Daimon was stunned, utterly speechless and with a dumbfounded look on his face. For a whole thirty seconds Daimon sat in silence unable to speak, but the first words from his mouth were spoken a little faster then normal, not to mention filled with as much enthusiasm as an 8 year old on christmas. "In the name of Einstien's burlap corset!" He exclaimed actually standing up, "That was amazing, astonishing, astounding, bewildering, I was blown away, bowled over and dazed!" He stepped a few paces away and pointed at her, "You have got to let me take you to a karaoke bar, You would knock those other singers out cold!... literally!"
He coughed and tried to regain his composure, sitting back down he attepted to act like nothing really happened. "Ahem, so... when is the soonest you can schedule me an appointment to visit your school?"
Posted by rainewater on Feb 26, 2010 18:03:06 GMT -6
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Raina wasnt used to anyone making a big deal about her ability either. She had to laugh at the Sushi comment that was for sure. "Well I'm glad you're impressed." she said relieved after he'd been quiet half a minute or so. "Ive been really learning a lot about my abilities and working very hard. I like to show my students they can do the same thing." she added.
"I actually have a slot free tomorrow if you're interested, around 2pm." she pulled out her blackberry and brought up the calendar option. "If that doesn't work I have next Friday at 10am..." she looked up waiting for his response.
Daimon thought on this for a moment, "hhhhmmmm, tomorrow sounds good to me..." He took out a small leather bound date book to confirm if this was okay for him. "Yes, that is perfect... 2pm will work just fine... I'm not really a morning person and normally sleep late, and honestly im completely useless without my cup of coffee after I get up..." Daimon laughed and stood up. He offered his hand for a hand shake, "Well I guess i'll see you on the morrow..." Taking a chip from the fractured coffee cube atop the table and popping it into his mouth, Daimon turned and traversed to the cafe's front door.
Stopping with his hand on the door, Daimon turned around and walked back. He was reaching into his coat's inside pocket, withdrawing a small slip of parchment and a pen to write on it. "I almost forgot to give you card, you know... for business matters and all, heh heh" He placed his card in her hands and bid her fair well.
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