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.
Hunter was standing outside Full Circle on a Friday morning. He’d been here on Wednesday to buy Juka some books on chess. That had not gone so well. He’d lost control when Maya got a paper cut. Something about her blood drove his instincts wild. As a result he scared most of the people in there as completely trashed her office. Not the first impression he would have hoped for.
That was why he had a bouquet of flowers in one hand, bought from Kai’s shop, and a bag of assorted pastries in the other. He’d come back for a two reasons. The first was to apologise to Maya again for the trouble he’d caused. While she’d largely dismissed it he still felt bad for what he’d done.
Secondly he was here to see if he could talk to Sebastian. First off he owed the man an apology. They’d met only once and Hunter had procedded to beat him into submission and then slaughter a room full of people. It was a worse first impression than he’d made to his wife. Sebastian’s wife. How could Sebastian marry? He knew that he was going to outlive her. She would grow old with time and eventually die. The loss of Katherine almost destroyed him and led to him destroying many others.
Sebastian was the only person that Hunter knew of in the world that was older than him. He was the one person that Hunter could go to for advice on how to cope with his immortality. But would Sebastian want to see him? Pushing aside his doubts Hunter stepped inside.
Two blocks. It was nice to walk two blocks to work every day. Too close for a bicycle or to ghost. Just perfect for walking with Jude. The opening manager was hard at work. Two days ago Maya had stayed to clear all the rubble. She had yet to replace the door, but she had an old desk from their apartment in place now. All the papers were cleaned off. All the glass swept away. She was rebuilding. Just as she had when the anti-mutant mob had first rolled through. It didn't exactly seem like that big a deal.
Dallas was waiting in the doorless office. Maya waved goodbye to Jude and they pulled the curtain to enclose the space at least visually. The sounds of tutoring started straight away. Maya liked the bird-woman.
That left Maya to fill in whatever slot wasn't covered today. She checked the schedule and... it looked pretty full. Hm. That didn't usually happen. Someone must have switched. She tossed her kelly green apron over her arm and walked out to the front desk to double check.
Except that there was a man there that she did not expect to see. The front desk girl was pointing him in her direction.
Shoulders back. Chin up. "Good morning, Mister Hunter." It did not occur to her that the flowers might be for her. It also did not occur to her that he was here to repay any debts nor would she guess that he might cause any further mischief. In fact, she was surprised to see the man so soon. "Can I help you find something?"
Hunter thanks the girl at the desk before going over to Maya. “I’m actually here to try and make amends for Wednesday,” he said with an embarrassed smile, “There are for you to say sorry for trashing your office.” He handed here the flowers. Kai had put the bouquet together. While he’d know it was to apologise to someone for something Hunter hadn’t told him who or what.
“And these are for the staff to enjoy,” he said holding up the box and lifting the lid. Inside were two dozen assorted pastries. “To say sorry for any panic I caused. I’d have come over sooner but I’ve been booked solid with sessions.”
Flowers? Maya could count the number of times she had been given flowers with less than a whole hand. In fact, it was very possible Maya had brought more flowers home for Sebastian than he ever did for her. It was just so... curious. There was always this struggle in his eyes. A debate whether it was okay to eat the flowers or if they were just for show. As any appreciative woman, Maya dipped her face into the flowers to appreciate their scent.
"Unnecessary, but... thank you." Well, who could turn down a gentleman with flowers? "The staff room is in the back. You can leave the pastries there if you prefer." Though the front desk girl did timidly come around for the first pick.
Her green apron could go back onto the peg. If she were to entertain the vampire again, it would perhaps be safer back at the clinic. The Full Circle was a bit low on doors excepting the restrooms and those did not lock.
Hunter let the girl from the desk have her first pick, giving her a warm smile as she did so, before he headed to the back and put the pastries in the staff room. As he passed the office he spotted the curtain in place of a door and mentally winced. He hadn’t realised he’d hit the door quite that hard.
Setting the pastries in the middle of the staff room with the lid open he headed back into the main area of the shop. “I’m sorry about the door,” he said with another apologetic smile, “I must also confess that I didn’t just come back to apologise. While a lot of Wednesday is a blur I remember you mentioning you were married to a healer called Sebastian. He wouldn’t happen to be able to turn into a unicorn and have lived for a very, very long time would he?”
He seemed very sincere in his apology. Maybe New York was making Maya cynical, but it was another unexpected thing on the list of surprises Mister Antonescu provided. "The very same long-lived unicorn Sebastian, it seems. I didn't know if it was presumptuous that you might know each other, but you do after all." And it was clear that Maya was very interested in where (or when) Hunter Antonescu, vampire extraordinaire, might know her husband. It was also clear that she was entirely too polite to ask.
"We don't live very far away. If you wanted to reintroduce yourself." After all it could have been centuries since they had known each other. Or perhaps just years. Mister Antonescu did not appear very old. A true test of Maya's nerves? She often distanced herself with formal language. Someone that perhaps wanted to snack on her did not make her the most comfortable person in the world, but she was always polite and welcoming when given opportunity.
So it was him. The man who Hunter had tried to kill last time they had me. He could recount the fight in near perfect detail. Sebastian had landed a few hit but Hunter had broken several ribs before snapping his neck. He then proceeded to murder a room full of people and was only stopped because Sebastian’s prodigious healing abilities had gotten him back on his feet in time to stop him. At the time he’d been furious. Now he was grateful.
“I’m not so sure Sebastian would like to see me,” Hunter admitted to Maya, “We didn’t meet under favourable circumstances last time.” He didn’t go into details but would do so if she pressed. As much as he wanted to see Sebastian he wouldn’t lie to his wife to do so.
"You and I did not meet under the most favorable of situations and yet here we are." Maya spread her hands, flowers and all. She was a very forgiving person and a little repentant destruction never kept her from projecting her naiveté on others. What was to keep a vampire from being kind? He hadn't actually harmed anyone. Or eaten anyone that she knew.
"You should stop in sometime. He wouldn't hurt a fly." And obviously there were plenty of things Maya did not know about her husband.
“What I did to Sebastian was a little more severe than destroy his office,” Hunter admitted, “I don’t think that I should just turn up unannounced. If you could tell him that I was looking for him then he can decide if he wants to talk to me.”
Considering he’d tried to kill Sebastian and almost killed his wife, even if it was by accident, he doubted that he’d want to see him. However if he never tried he’d never know. Maya could pass on his message. From there it was up to Sebastian.
"Wait here. I'll give him a call." If Sebastian could remember how to answer his cell phone, that was.
Maya disappeared back into the staff room, her apron she hung back in its place. When she returned it was a small silver candy bar phone in her hands. No bells. No whistles. Not even a sliding feature. She had a hard enough time keeping all the buttons straight as it was. She held down the 2 button. Jude had programmed that as some kind of speed dial attached to Sebastian's phone.
Ring, ring.
"Sebastian? Do you remember one Mister Hunter Antonescu?" Maya's eyes meet with Hunter's and she tried to give him a reassuring smile. "Yes. The vampire."
Posted by Sebastian on May 26, 2010 11:48:29 GMT -6
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May 18, 2013 11:53:12 GMT -6
“Thank you so much,” the red haired lady shook Sebastian's hand firmly, as if she were hanging onto it for dear life. “When Albert fell off his bike, I just knew it was broken. It's a mother's instinct. I just knew it.” Sebastian smiled and nodded. Albert smiled and ran around the waiting room to test out his newly healed leg. “I'll never be able to repay you,” the woman continued to gush, “We don't have health insurance, you know, so something like this would have devastated us. Than God for people like you and places like this...”
“Feel free to give a donation whenever you are able to help keep us running,” Sebastian interrupted as politely as possible.
“Oh we will. We will. My husband's family is well off compared to us. I'll see to it that they...”
Sebastian's phone rang, and the woman paused, taking a deep breath as if she was preparing to start again.
“I really should answer that,” the healer raised his hand in a gesture that meant stop. “It might be another emergency.”
“Yes, yes, of course. Albert, come.” And with that she whisked her son out the door with an understanding wave over her shoulder.
Sebastian flipped open his phone and pressed the... green button? “Iris Clinic, this is Sebastian Csendes.” He smiled when he heard his wife's voice, but it quickly faded with the name she mentioned immediately after his own. Hunter was back, Slate had warned him only a few days ago. That his wife would be using that name was not a good sign. Had she actually seen him, or had he merely sent a note or called to place a phone order?
“The Hunter Antonescue with silver eyes?” He asked, trying to figure out if it was indeed the same man that they were referring to. He really hoped not.
>>>"Yes. The vampire."
Sebastian used a word that even Hunter was too young to know.
“Where are you right now?” He wanted to know where Jude was, too, but if anyone was listening in, the last thing he wanted to give away was names of loved ones. He didn't need his adopted son getting in the middle of anything where he might get hurt. The cranky super-strength customer that had thrown Jude out of Ghost's office earlier that week was just one example of the kind of thing he'd like to avoid. That cranky customer could just as easily have been a blood thirsty vampire who could kill his entire family in five seconds.
Please, don't let him be with her right now. Please don't let Jude be nearby. Please.
In the past Hunter would have been able to hear both sides of the conversation. It was a trick that he used to employ a lot. Now however he was just like everyone else, and so would politely wait until Maya was finished.
He wondered how Sebastian would react to hearing his name. Had Maya told him about Wednesday? More importantly had she mentioned his name? While Hunter and Sebastian had only met once Sebastian knew more than a little about his past. He knew perfectly well what Hunter was capable of. Just how would he react to knowing that his wife and son were in the same building as the greatest mass murderer in history?
Her smile faltered a bit. Maya was not one to hide her emotions, and Sebastian didn't sound as cheerful as she thought he would. In fact he sounded a little bit frightened. That didn't make her feel any better. Did she move so that Hunter could not hear her? She didn't want this phone conversation to get awkward.
"At... work. But all the shifts are covered. We could come home if you wanted."
He... brought her flowers. Bad people didn't bring you flowers.
Posted by Sebastian on May 27, 2010 18:49:14 GMT -6
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May 18, 2013 11:53:12 GMT -6
In this instance, he really wished he knew which 'we' she meant. She and Jude, or she and Hunter, or all three? At least coming home was an option. She wasn't being held prisoner anywhere or anything like that.
He was probably over reacting. Hunter had been back almost a week, according to Slate, and thus far all he had done was open a little dojo of his very own. There hadn't even been any mysterious deaths reported with puncture wounds in the neck. Not that Sebastian had been paying any particular attention to that sort of thing in the last five days or anything.
He took a deep breath. Even if Hunter was there, with her right now, she didn't sound panicked. That was a good sign, he thought.
“If they don't need you at work, it would be nice to have you back at home,” Sebastian wiped sweat from his palms, one at a time. He tried hard to sound casual, in case any other immortal ears were listening in. In a carefully measured voice, he added, “Should I be expecting company?” And should he be sharpening stakes or putting on a kettle of tea?
The flicker in Maya’s smile coupled with the pause was enough to tell Hunter that Sebastian was far from thrilled about his return. He couldn’t blame him. Hunter had a long and bloody history and what little of it Sebastian knew gave him every right to fear for his family.
But there was little he could do but wait. If Sebastian didn’t want to see him he would respect the man’s wishes. He’d also not come to Full Circle again. As far as he was concerned he did not have the right to impose himself on anyone, not after all the things he had done.