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.
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 15, 2010 21:10:30 GMT -6
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Kate attempted to move the creature by tossing a fireball at it. A small portion of crust appeared where the fire had hit. Well at least it could be cooked. It would probably take a while but at least it could be cooked. Meanwhile the blonde reacted to Andrew's statement just as he'd figured she would. Right now he honestly didn't give one hoot about her poorly thought out remark. He was busy extricating himself from between the monster and the door frame.
Moments after he managed to do so the blonde captured his attention, or tried to anyway, by tossing a fire extinguisher at the beast. She acted as though she was just about to defeat it with a move ripped off from Jaws. Andrew wanted to laugh so hard. Did she really think that old bit of cinema bull would work? Apparently she had since she quoted the movie and everything. She seemed awfully upset that it didn't and Andrew just grinned at her.
Of course now they had to worry about the thing having a fire extinguisher to work with. Andrew prayed it wasn't smart enough to actually use it against Kate. A shout erupted from the other side, something about people in a very french sounding accent. Andrew didn't have time to think about it though. An ominous sounding schlop came from the thing and then one of its appendages shot out, directly at the blonde that had just insulted it. Armed with his sheet pan Andrew put himself in its way and got knocked backward, right on top of the blonde girl for his trouble.
Kate watched wide eyed as the blond girl flung the fire extinguisher into the beast. It seemed to pass through the air in slow motion before lodging itself into the monsters yeasty belly.
>>Hey what gives? That total should have exploded like in Jaws! I knew that movie was bull!
>>I think you hurt its feelings.
Kate stared in shock for a second before turning on the blond.
"A fire extinguisher are you insane!! If I cook the thing it could blow up and, if it is CO2, KILL ME!!" Kate looked back at the monster leaving Andrew and the rather dumb girl to sort themselves out. She had to figure out a way to get this thing outside and fast.
"Excuse me, but can you open all the doors to the outside over there?" Kate yelled over the monster to the boy she had almost hit with a fireball, "Sorry about the fire by the way. At least now we know I can cook it."
Ok new plan, I could throw another fire extinguisher? Second time’s the charm
If it didn’t work the first time what makes you think that throwing another will help .
Ok brain if you’re so smart riddle me this: How do I spell Anti-Bread Potion using the periodic table, scince lab aint far
That’s not how the periodic table works, We do science for gods sake girl!
Well, YOU do science. I sit there and ‘soak’ in the knowledge to repeat it later into a microphone before editing it for homework. Also class is for flirting, not learning.
I hate you so much. Between this and the drinking I have no idea how I am still alive
Because I wuv you brain; you squishy gross wrinkly head muscle. Check that out! The bread monster has got tentacles! Tentacles! Duck That’s sooo cool DUCK! Uh Goose?
Time seemed to slow as bread boy somehow got himself and his baking tray between her and the approaching length of flailing dough. A dull clang sounding as the dough met metal, See? Fine. What were you getting worked up for brain he totally just bodyguarded me just like in that movie.. The Bodyguard? No with Denzel… Man on Fire. Your thinking of Man on Fire. Also you should move.. Wha?
Faye looked up just in time to see Bread boy sent flying straight at her. She tried to move but was too slow and they both went down in a tangled thrashing mess of limbs and cool hair. Faye swore as the impact knocked the air from her lungs and her head bounced off the floor. Taking stock of the situation she realised that he had landed on top of her and so had been cushioned from the floor Hey at least your helping Getting her breath back she tried to push him off so she could get up but her left arm was trapped between them and all she could muster was a weak shove with her free hand.
>>> "I think you hurt its feelings" “Oh I’m sorry because this is still clearly my fault, Now either buy a girl dinner or get the f#ck off of me!” Freed from underneath of him she sat up to receive an ear full from the girl; >>>"A fire extinguisher are you insane!! If I cook the thing it could blow up and, if it is CO2, KILL ME!!"
Sometimes Faye thought later on it was best to keep your mouth shut, Do that not rising Heh nice bread pun thing as that was a better option but she was angry and if she was honest a little embarrassed so diplomacy wasn’t on her skill set that day.
“…if it is CO2, KILL ME!! she repeated back in the girls voice, adding in a crying gesture and a pout “Don’t breath it in then! I’m not forcing you to inhale! Anyway CO2 is only bad for planets not people”
“Right. We need a better plan then his” she said getting up and jerking a thumb at the boy “The new improved plan is lock it in there and get Mr Johnson OR if we can’t find him we pretend we didn’t know about it when people ask us later”
Posted by Liz Sundance on Oct 19, 2010 14:57:14 GMT -6
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Zek
Anguabeth danced the Snoopy Dance as she darted around the dough-friend. She snipped and tugged a bit at one of the things she assumed were ankles. When she began tearing tiny hunks out, she moved on, realizing that her friend wasn’t really playing with her. Suddenly feeling attention-starved, she backed off a bit. Using the calculating glare of a dog watching a bone, Anguabeth analyzed their target. A tall creature made of bread that wasn’t going to play with them. Well, she’d see about that!
Howling a bloodcurdling battle cry, she pounced on her friend’s back, just above its flanks. Her furry paws started to sink into the bread-skin as she clamped her teeth on a portion of the bread and pulled. The patch tore off and the pooch waited, slowly slipping and falling down the back. Moments passed and as she finally fell through the dough to splat on the ground, she decided that her friend wasn’t paying attention to her.
And then she found out why.
Someone else was playing with Dough-Toy! Her ears faltered for a moment as she realized that her friend wouldn’t play with her. Liz made no attempt to empathically alter her host’s emotional status. She was too overwhelmed by the critter to think much like a human. But if there was at least one thing humans and canines shared alike, it was jealousy. Those people over by the doors had stolen her friend! No! Growling, Canis Lizabeth darted forward and slid between the traitorous friend’s legs on the dough that covered the floor.
Within moments she had slipped and scooted over to the trio of people in various positions of play. Anguabeth could smell bread all over them. They had sooo been stealing her friend from her! “Rawr!” she said, planting her paws as firmly as possible on the tiles, effectively blocking them from taking her friend-toy away from her. “Rawrawrawrawr!” They were NOT gonna get the bread!
By the time it dawned on Jude that he should have moved... he should have already been gone.
"Oulf!" Was the sound that he made, not that it could be heard over the loud thwump of his body and then an untold amount of dough hitting the wall.
The dough creature froze in place. Whether it had not intended to catch someone or whether it had not thought that far ahead yet was unclear. What was clear was the ooze of dough creeping higher and higher up his body. Jude was going to be swallowed by the creature's appendage in mere moments.
He abandoned all English in his haste to shout something out. "Aidez-moi! Cette chose va me manger tou—!" but it had scholped over his mouth before he could finish his plea for help. Jude sputtered and spit dough as he struggled under the sludgy weight of it.
Could he swim in it? He kicked his feet as if her were swimming and got just enough height to drink in a fresh breath of air.
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 21, 2010 18:11:37 GMT -6
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Andrew clambered off of the blonde as fast as his long limbs could carry him. He was honestly beginning to wonder who was the bigger annoyance here: the bread monster or her. However he was almost about to put aside the pain in the butt that she was to pay attention to more important matters. Like how to get the bread moving or how to get that bloody fire extinguisher out of it. Until she suggested that they lock the thing in the kitchen and just walk away to either get Sam or leave it for someone else. Was she that daft?! There was a kid and a dog in there! By the time they got back with any sort of help the boy could very well be dead!
If there were time he'd yell at her until her ears bled. For now he simply fixed her with a glare so full of ice and hatred that by all rights she should have just frozen on the spot. Just moments after he turned around to ignore her foolish suggestions and get back to work Angua emerged from the kitchen. At least the dog was safe...except she was barking at them. Why on earth would she do that? Unless maybe she viewed the monster as hers to play with or something. This day just wasn't going to get any better. How did one convince a dog they didn't want to take away their toy?
"Listen Angua, we, um, don't want to take your toy. We're just trying to get it outside." in a lower tone of voice he muttered, "Jeez this is stupid, I'm talking to a dog."
Just as he was about to make another attempt at convince Angua they weren't stealing the bread from her when the kid's voice came floating around the monster. It sounded panicked and not english. Had the monster managed to do something to him? Andrew didn't know spanish or french or whatever that was. However he glanced over to Kate and the unknown pain. They could handle this side for now. The kid needed help and it would have the side effect of getting him away from the blonde.
"Kate, do what you can to get this thing moving. I'm gonna go check on the kid."
With that Andrew made his way around blobby mass to see what had happened. The kid was glued to the wall by the doughy tentacle and wouldn't be able to breath for much longer. Andrew dashed over as the just as the kid managed to get his head out of the dough enough to breath and started tearing at the appendage bit by bit to at least get the kid some breathing room.
>>…if it is CO2, KILL ME!! Don’t breath it in then! I’m not forcing you to inhale! Anyway CO2 is only bad for planets not people
"Wow. I'm not even going to dignify that rudeness with an explanation."
>>Right. We need a better plan then his. The new improved plan is lock it in there and get Mr Johnson OR if we can’t find him we pretend we didn’t know about it when people ask us later
As this idiot of a girl ran her mouth Kate could hear a the poor boy from inside cry for help in french. And this girl just wanted to run away and lock it in the kitchen with the obviously distressed child. Was she really that selfish as to sacrifice this poor boy to save her own skin?
>>Kate, do what you can to get this thing moving. I'm gonna go check on the kid.
Kate nodded in agreement as Andrew hopped over the creature. She couldn't help smile at his bravery. He really was a wonderful person, but now was not the time to think about such things.
Kate looked at the beast again. Her first attempt at attacking it hadn't gone so well. She had barely made a dent in it. Then it dawned on her, what she had done to dispose of the larger piano pieces could potentially help in this situation.
She placed her hands on the beast about a foot and a half apart, concentrating on connecting the flames. She closed her eyes took a deep breath and felt that tingle in her core as the familiar white flames formed in her palms. She kept her eyes closed until she knew her goal had been achieved.
She opened them to see a large mass of white flames in front of her, threatening to light her clothes on fire. She really didn't have time to care as the beast recoiled under what Kate could only assume was the pain caused by the flames. Could a yeast monster feel pain? She would have to think on that later as she had to start walking slowing to keep up the heat to move the beast out of the mansion.
"Andrew! Open the doors before it just destroys them."
Faye watched as the boy ran into the kitchen and the girl started to burn the dough monster with her hands.
“So we’re not doing my plan then?” Why aren’t we doing my plan? maybe because it’s a bit, how to say this, stupid? Yeah stupid Ok fine, If they won’t do what I say I’ll be the bigger person and help them anyway.
>>>"Andrew! Open the doors before it just destroys them."
“Umm hes a bit engaged at the mo.” Faye pointed out as she watched the mean boy trie to free a kid from the dough soooooo? So what? I thought you were helping? “Oh yeah… Hang on I’ll do it!" Super Faye to the rescue! your such a dork, also those doors you are charging at are locked.. What? Wait……
Faye tried to slow her movement across the kitchen by grasping at the cuboard handles as her feet slid along the tiles. Hooking her hand around a drawer handle in an attempt to slow down she slipped off her feet, dragging the drawer out of the cupboard behind her and sending it, its contents and her spilling onto the floor in front of the doors.
Ow. My head hurts that’s because you hit the door head first, remember? Or have you got amnesia? Flicking a mental middle finger at her brain she let go of the drawer she was still grasping and looked around herself taking stock. Hang on is that? Is it? Can it be? she thought reaching down and grasping one of the metal objects that had tipped out of the drawer “YES! FOOOORK!” she cried rising to her feet and holding the fork above her head as if it was Excalibur itself “Suck it people who aren’t me!”
Again, you the ducking thing What? Oh shit! Faye flung herself back onto the floor as something red and cylindrical shot over head where she had been standing before smashing the doors off their hinges. She bit her lip to hold back a tear, the act of throwing herself on a floor covered in cutlery had ended with many a sharp thing poking her but that was not why she was upset. The fork was bent beyond use.
That’s it she thought scambling back up and throwing the broken fork at the dough in a fit of rage the likes that the kitchen had never seen before "You don’t f%*k with my fork you doughy piece of …. Oh wait never mind found another one” she finished quietly as she bent down and retrieved another fork from the sea of cutlery around her feet
Posted by Liz Sundance on Nov 1, 2010 14:52:37 GMT -6
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Zek
One of the people who were trying to steal her friend began making non-sensical sounds and noises at her. Anguabeth remained a barricade, ignoring the stupid noises coming from the primitive beast in front of her. It switched tones and began making quieter noises. All the while a low growl emanated from her throat. Blah, blah, blah. Wouldn’t these humans ever learn a decent language that every canine could understand? Then she realized that she actually could understand it. If she’d’ve human, she would have palmed her forehead.
So in very clear and precise, English, Liz laid it out for the person saying stuff to her. She had missed what he had said before realizing she could translate it but surely it didn’t matter. “Bow-wow ow rrow, roooo,” she vocalized. Her words seemed to have no effect. Jeez, this is stupid. I’m talking to a human. Honestly, ever human needed to Dogspeak. It wasn’t like dogs could learn English.
Then the delectable scent of baking bread caught in her nostrils again. Similar to many mind-altering drugs, Anguabeth lost control. Head turning and nose sniffing 90 miles an hour, the conjoined girls trotted towards the source of the scent. It was….her friend! Another person was grabbing their friend! The canine-mutant realized that the girl had gotten past while conversing with that guy in the kitchen door. Noooo! They were taking her friend and doing stuff to it!
With a growl she twisted and lunged over the floor, quickly sliding toward her goal. The right shoe of the girl. With a solid grip on the soft leather, the girls jerked Angua’s head side to side, like dogs often did when trying to snap the neck of prey. “GrrrRRRrrrrRRRrrr!” she snarled, trying to remove the threat to her friend’s life. But the smell of baking bread was almost worth it! But not quite. She needed to get rid of the girl. And hadn’t that stupid human from the door said something to someone about getting “it” out of there? Like out of the kitchen?
NO! She was putting her foot down on that! The dog kept at her task, trying to rip the girl away from the edible fun. Nothing else mattered but the imminent threat to Dough-Toy.
Somebody came to help him! As soon as his mouth was clear of dough (Ptoohie! Unbaked bread did not taste as good as it smelled!) Jude wriggled his shoulders in an attempt to help the guy help him get free. Of course his mouth was flapping the while time. “You mutant are inconsiderate. My homework iz lost! Who will belief that bread eats my homework? Ack!”
Jude ducked as much as he was able as a glob of dough was flung from the creature. He heard it spatter, though Jude didn’t see where.
“I am never studying in ze kitchen again!” With glorious hulk-like strength (after Andrew had peeled away much of the layering of dough) Jude pulled his arms free of the dough. And then he punched it.
Of all the things that made the dough creature mad, this seemed to take the cake (dough?). It turned around and started oozing closer to Jude and his savior at a terrifying pace. Jude’s feet and legs were still effectively glued together. To say nothing of those same legs being still being stuck to the wall. “Yipes!” Skinny arms flung out for his savior. If ever there was a time to save it was now!
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Nov 16, 2010 12:39:44 GMT -6
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Ripping the dough away from the kid took longer than expected. He couldn't react when Kate told him to get the doors open. Well at least he couldn't react physically.
"Sorry Kate! A little busy!"
Of all people the blonde decided to try and get the doors open. If he hadn't been busy Andrew would have turned to watch. If she was as foolish in helping open doors as she was about trying to beat bread monsters then this would be good. Andrew was fairly certain that the blonde had just failed at what she had said she was going to do. That is, if the sounds of clattering cutlery and shattering wood were anything to go by. Andrew glanced over while tearing at dough to find that he had surmised correctly. Yet the girl still wanted to claim she'd actually done it.
There were more important things to do than yell at a self-important blonde bimbo. That didn't mean that he couldn't yell at her in his mind. Fate or whatever it was must have been feeling particularly cruel to the mutant populace to put someone like her amongst their number. Well, maybe he could spare a moment to say something.
"The monster took care of the doors for you Kate! Looks like you're good to go."
He didn't say that it was no thanks to Queen Blonde, Knight of the Fork. Andrew turned back to his work of freeing the kid and was rewarded with a small tirade from a surly french boy for his troubles. Really?
Don't let them get to you Andrew. Just because you've got a dumb blonde, stubborn dog, and sassy kid around doesn't mean you need to lose your temper. At least Kate is here. There is one person in the room you can count on.
Then to top it off as soon as Andrew had got the kid's arm free he went and punched it. This got the thing's attention and it started coming toward them instead of the going toward the door. Why was this failing so much? Were all heroic battles between man and monster this hard to control? Why did he want to be an X-Man again? Andrew looked at the kid as he flung his arms out toward Andrew in a clear cry for help. Oh yeah, that's why. He was too much of a softie not to try and help even though he himself was pretty much useless.
Andrew grabbed the kid and gave a yank. This was followed by another yank and upon the third tug the kid came loose from the wall with a loud 'schlop!' sound. The momentum sent Andrew stumbling backwards, only barely keeping his balance.
"Angua! Stop it!" Kate pushed the pooch away knowing her shoes were not ruined but at the moment that was irrelevant.
>>Also I opened the doors so go me
>>The monster took care of the doors for you Kate! Looks like you're good to go.
Out of the two statements Kate believed Andrew a great deal more then she believed the blond. She had gotten to know the boy over the past month and knew he was far more trustworthy then this selfish tosser.
Now that there was a place for it to exit through, Kate willed the beast to move faster. She could see the light of he fire in front of her face dimming quickly. She used far more fire power in this form and was draining herself fast. If she was going to cook this thing she was going to need to watch her power consumption until it was time.
The thing responded to her silent prodding and quickly inched forward. Kate seemed to move with it step by step, he only problem was she couldn't steer it. The beast went right through the right side of the open doorway and a large chuck of the wall next to it. Kate heard the crunch and knew immediately she was gong to have to pay for this one later on, but there was no time to stop. She followed it straight out the 'doorway' and onto the landing, letting go as it continued to move forward and out into the yard.
Faye scrambled back out of the open door as Kate manoeuvred the dough monster out of the kitchen, its bulk bringing down a chunk of the wall as it squeezed through the doorframe.
“Wait, wait! I need to get off the deck!” Faye screamed as she glanced around herself franticly; The edge of the house was ringed by a raised decking that sat a couple of meter or so of the level of the lawns and flowerbeds and the creatures bulk had already blocked the wooden steps down. “Looks like I’m jumping into the roses then” she muttered to herself as she swung herself over the railing and down into the flower beds.
Rose petals puffed up into the sky as she landed hard in the bushes, dirt and mulch coating the back of her clothes as she sunk slightly into the soft dirt.
“Ow, all this for a fork. Sooooo not worth it” Standing up she swore as she tried to brush the mud and plant matter off her jeans. That’s not going to come out; you’re just making it worse by rubbing it in “Shut up! It’s so, so… not coming out” Told yah so, phone mom. Mom’ll know how to get it out “Good idea. Mom’ll know. Eeeew gross! What is this? More random staining?” Faye whined as she wiped something gloopy that had run down the back of her neck.
“What is this? Smells like flour…. Oh”
That’s when the railing above her broke and the dough monster flowed over the side of the decking and down on top of her smothering her beneath its bulk.
Like a baby or a damsel, Jude was rescued. His legs, still glued together, afforded him no help. He had to be carried. Like a lady. By a man. His savior nearly toppled, but was able to use the momentum to get them moving instead. He could not have moved any slower in Jude's eyes. From over his savior's shoulder he could see the dough creature. Reaching. Schlopping and sort of rolling after them.
His nails probably would leave marks on his poor lifesavior's arm and shoulder.
Once outside, he darted left. The monster went straight. Straight for someone else, over the railing, down toward the flower bed.
"Zere was a girl... under zere." He was breathless even though he had not been the one running. He was not mutant. He was not old, nor strong nor wise nor would his legs function as individual limbs until he unstuck the dough from them, but by God he was going to help the girl!
Andrew dumped Jude and Jude didn't blame him one bit. He bent over to atack the glue-like mixture that kept his jeans stuck fast until at least his ankles and knees had wiggle room. Then he darted waddled after Andrew and imitated the older boy. Because he had been the only helpful one before and Jude assumed the trend would continue. But Jude could still help!
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Nov 23, 2010 1:46:39 GMT -6
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Andrew got himself and the boy out of the way of the beast just in time for it to roll straight on outside. The boy's accented statement was not lost on Andrew. He'd seen the beast roll right over the blonde. Andrew had seen her jump into the roses as he'd been running out of the way of the thing with the boy in his arms. The monster had gone straight over her. If they didn't get her out she'd smother. While that might rid him of the annoyance that she was it wasn't the right thing to do. For the first time Andrew cursed himself for being of a kind nature as he left the boy to untangle himself from the bread dough.
Andrew raced over the deck and lept down into the roses that weren't smothered by bread dough. With a grimace he began digging away the dough. After about thirty seconds or so of this activity he noticed a second, smaller set of hands working at the dough too. It looked like he'd decided to help Andrew out. Small help was better than none so Andrew flashed the kid a grin. Then, while still scooping away dough, he turned his head back toward where Kate stood.
"It's got the blonde trapped under it! He and I will try and get her pulled out! You just keep working on it!"
In a softer tone but no less urgent or commanding, Andrew spoke to the kid. Where he'd learned to use that particular tone of voice was anyone's guess.
"As soon as we find her hands you grab one, I'll grab the other, and we pull as hard as we can."