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.
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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.
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Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 19, 2010 12:51:59 GMT -6
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Another night spent in the mansion kitchens. Andrew had come down here around nine pm or so and already had a couple dozen muffins turned out. Now it was around midnight and Andrew was just getting ready to pull out a coffee cake from the oven. This sort of night time baking had become a daily ritual of sorts for him. It kept him calm and there was now a constant stream of baked snacks for the people of the mansion to enjoy. Pretty much everyone benefited from the arrangement. As a plus he was also pretty sure none of them knew that he was the one providing such things.
It all worked out well in the end. Coming to the mansion had been a good decision after all. Having a place where he didn't have to worry about being taken advantage of was doing wonders for his nerves. The oven timer buzzed and Andrew wandered over leisurely to retrieve the coffee cake and set it out on the counter. He arranged the cake plate near the baskets he'd put the muffins in. It was still early. Andrew could feasibly make something else.
The question was what to make? He still had enough ingredients left that he could make another coffee cake. Andrew nodded. No need for creativity tonight. He'd just bake another coffee cake as back up for when the first one was eaten. Probably wouldn't take long in a place with as many people living in it as there were here. Putting together the batter went quickly. Andrew's concentration on the task at hand meant that he entirely ignored the clock and pretty much anything else while he was working. That was what made the activity so relaxing for him. Once the batter was done Andrew prepped another cake pan and began pouring, oblivious to everything around him.
Kate was awake, but really didn't want to get up. Her bed was warm and comfortable. She took a deep inhale and groaned knowing she had to get up and eat otherwise she would regret it in the morning. She opened her eyes and looked at the clock. 1:18. Damn her mutation induced need to eat every few hours or risk getting sick.
She just laid there watching the time change on the clock. The little blue numbers changed every 60 seconds and her mind wondered to what would happen if she didn't get up. She had found herself thinking more and more about the consequences to motivate herself out of bed since she had moved into the mansion. Her house back home had been kept at 80 in the common areas and making her way to the kitchen wasn't to cold of an endeavor. Sadly this was not the case at the mansion. In a effort to conserve energy the mansion was kept at a cool 70 degrees Fahrenheit. Which would be fine for a normal person, but Kate was not normal. So for her going form the 100 something degrees her room was at to 70 was a bit of a leap.
After about 5 min she forced herself out of the cozy confines of her bed and to the closet so she could grab some warmer clothes, her shorts and tank top were not going to cut it.
She walked into her closet and stood there just staring at it. She didn't even want to leave her room let alone change so she could do it. Eventually she decided to up on a comfortable pair of pajama pants and a sweater over her already existing tank top.
Kate took a look at herself in the mirror and then realized it really didn't matter what she looked like no one was going to see her.
On her way out of the room she threw up her hair in a messy bun and put on a pair of her most comfortable gray flats, making sure to grab herself a pair of gloves for anything cold she may want.
She made her way down to the kitchen deciding what she was going to have. Maybe if she was lucky there would be some of those muffins again. They were always so tasty. Andrew, who assumed was making them after their first encounter, was a pretty great baker in her opinion. Much to Kate's surprise the person in question was doing just the thing she thought he had been when she entered the kitchen.
Kate walked through the door and saw Andrew leaning on the island facing the oven and staring off into space. He was obviously baking as there was a pile of muffins behind him.
Kate walked over and hoped up on the counter grabbing a muffin.
"So you are the phantom baker. I knew it was you."
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 19, 2010 16:31:41 GMT -6
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He jumped. There was no covering it at all. When the voice sounded Andrew had seized up in surprise. That was something he really needed to fix. 'The Phantom Baker' huh? As long as he didn't need to wear a mask or something.
"I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. There are bound to be some people up in the middle of the night with so many people in one place."
Andrew glanced over to Kate. He'd figured out it was her when he heard her voice. Andrew didn't really know anyone else with that accent. What she was doing up was anyone's guess. Maybe she just couldn't sleep. That was a common enough problem. Or maybe she was hungry and needed a snack. That thought made Andrew remember what she'd said about her food needs. She was probably here to take care of that. Duh Andrew.
"How did you know it was me?"
Andrew tried not to leave too much evidence that he baked lying around, aside from the baked goods themselves. Had Shin talked? Probably not but he and Kealey were probably the only ones to know. Heck, Andrew wasn't sure Kate had even met Shin yet. There were enough people here that you could literally meet someone once and probably never see them again for a year unless your particular niche in the mansion's structure coincided with theirs.
Kate giggled when Andrew jumped. She really didn't think she was being that quite.
"Sorry."
>>I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. There are bound to be some people up in the middle of the night with so many people in one place.
"Very true." Kate hoped off of the counter and grabbed a bottle of water in the usual way.
>>How did you know it was me?
"Well as you may remember from the last time we talked, I do this get up and eat thing every night. I started to notice a trend of baked goods. Then one night I saw you going into your room as I was leaving mine and when I came down stairs and found the fresh and warm baked goods. I put two and two together and determined that you must have been making them. Until now I couldn't prove it."
Kate hoped back up on the counter next to Andrew with a freshly cut piece of coffee cake and the water.
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 19, 2010 20:44:16 GMT -6
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He gave a shrug. Someone had apparently figured it out. Oh well, they'd be bound to notice eventually. Heck, for all he knew the entire mansion knew and were just being kind enough to not say anything.
"It's a habit. Helps me relax. Aside from that, people seem to appreciate the baked goods lying about so I kill two birds with one stone by continuing to make them daily."
Andrew might have been tempted to lie about being the person doing the baking. However, lying here in the mansion was like tempting a lion with a steak tied to your arm. Generally it didn't work out that well. Andrew had thus become accustomed to just not lying unless whatever he was lying about was terribly important. If he did lie it was generally by omission. That was something that seemed perfectly acceptable. If someone called him out on it then he could simply say that he didn't think they needed to know the details at that point.
"How have you been? Settling in well?"
It didn't hurt to ask and the generic questions could serve to get the conversation going.
>>It's a habit. Helps me relax. Aside from that, people seem to appreciate the baked goods lying about so I kill two birds with one stone by continuing to make them daily. How have you been? Settling in well?
"I'm... fine, I suppose. Making friends and all that." Kate smiled and chuckled to herself thinking of the piano situation, "And I know what you mean by the way. I watch movies. I watch a good movie,usually a romantic comedy, with a happy ending that leaves me smiling. I fall asleep with this big goofy smile on my face. I probably look like an idiot but it's what works for me." Kate smiled at him as her face turned pink with embarrassment. This was the second time she had just flat out told this man something without even a second thought about it. At least with Maya she had talked her into it and there was a reason for the discussion. Sure, he was cute, but was he really that cute?
"I have no idea why I told you that, but now I think we're even. You know my embarrassing shame for loving Julia Roberts and Huge Grant before I go to sleep and I know you bake," Kate genuinely smiled at the situation she had just put herself in again, "Just so you know if you tell anyone I will have to kill you," Kate tried to look menacing but just couldn't' stop smiling, "I mean, have to keep up that image of a highly educated British lady who only reads the classic and doesn't watch such frivolity."
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 19, 2010 22:28:44 GMT -6
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"That's good."
Kate admitted to a fondness for romantic comedies. That was fine Andrew supposed. Nowhere near as reputation crippling as she seemed to think but that would be incredibly hypocritical to say considering how he treated knowledge of his baking. In either case she threatened him which was about as effective as if a fluffy little kitten had attempted to roar at him like some of those silly pictures online. Andrew grinned and chuckled a little.
"I'll keep that in mind the next time I've got an urge to tell someone else's secrets."
Truthfully she could probably beat him in a fight. Andrew had only just started to learn to fight and his mutation did nothing to help. Hers however was dangerous. Flame tended to beat fists in a fight. Unless of course you were quick enough to dodge the fire. Andrew wasn't so the only outcome he could think of for a fight between him and Kate would be third degree burns or worse for him. No point thinking about that though.
This of course led Andrew to a sort of brick wall as to what to say next, as he usually ran into during a conversation now and again. Andrew just grabbed the first thing that ran through his mind.
"So how is the coffee cake and would you like to go to the symphony with me?"
Awkward combination of questions Andrew. One of his old roommates was constantly coming into tickets to the symphony and other such events thanks to his mother who worked at the symphony. Since he had had no artsy music interested girls to take with him he'd called Andrew and offered them to him. Those tickets he'd gotten weren't going to use themselves and it would be boring to go by himself with two empty seats on either side of him.
>>So how is the coffee cake and would you like to go to the symphony with me?
Kate was taken aback. That cake was good, but had he really just asked her to the symphony. I mean they had just barely met and he was asking her to go places with him. Don't get her wrong, if she had to pick someone to go to the symphony with out of the boys who lived in the mansion, Andrew would be right up there. He was cute enough and seemed rather polite and sweet by what she knew of him, which wasn't much.
She now found herself starring at him, processing what he had just said. She have no idea what to say to that. Did he just asked me out? She had been asked out before, but can you really count 4 overly hormonal teenage boys blurting out a request for a movie or coffee being asked out before? Not that this was much different. Andrew had kind of just strung it into a thought about if his cake was good and blurted it out.
What does one do in situations like this? Every other time she had simply declined as she wasn't even slightly interesting in the immature 17 year old boys, but Andrew wasn't like that. Their first encounter had told her that much. She had determined him to be shy and gentlemanly that day. He had lead her about and stayed with her until she was settled into her room or at her room rather. He didn't seem like the type of guy who would try something the first chance he got.
Though on the other hand this may not be what she thought at all. He may have heard her playing and thought that she may enjoy his extra ticket. But surely he had a girlfriend or something he could ask if that was the case.
Kate could have gone back and forth with this in her head forever, so, she decided to not to answer yes or no at all just yet.
"Um... it was moist and delicious, how did you even know I liked music?"
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 19, 2010 23:23:20 GMT -6
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Oh crap he broke her. Seriously, she just sat there staring at him as though he had a small furry lump attached to his face that sang the national anthem. When she finally did speak up it was a compliment on his cake and then a query about how he knew she liked music. Andrew shrugged.
"I didn't. I've got a few tickets and didn't know who to ask."
That was basically the entire reasoning he'd gone through before asking her. Kate was someone he knew and with luck she'd like that sort of thing.
"I've never been before and I figured going by myself wouldn't be quite as fun as finding someone else to go with me."
That and it would look entirely pathetic if a guy his age couldn't manage to get one person to accompany him to something like that. Not that Andrew was charisma personified or anything. He almost snorted at that idea.
>>I didn't. I've got a few tickets and didn't know who to ask.
"Oh." So is wasn't a date. For some reason this upset Kate a little. She had kind of liked the idea of going out with someone. It didn't have to be Andrew, but it wouldn't have been so bad if it was.
>>I've never been before and I figured going by myself wouldn't be quite as fun as finding someone else to go with me.
Now she was just confused. Was he asking her out on a date or not? He seemed to not want to go by himself, but did he want to go with her or anyone he could find. It was really hard to tell.
"I would actaully love to go. I have never gotten to see the symphony live and have always wanted to. So, I would love to go with you." Kate smiled back at him hoping that was the right answer.
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 19, 2010 23:46:30 GMT -6
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For a moment she seemed a bit disappointed but that cleared up and she said yes. That was good. Andrew was a little worried for a second.
"That's good."
At least he wouldn't feel entirely friendless. And hey, if he thought about it he'd be attending the symphony with English nobility. Who can say they've done that without having an insane amount of money themselves?
"So do you play?"
Andrew was curious. If she liked music then maybe she played or something. It would suit her. That was one portion of the wide world of academics that Andrew had never had anything to do with. Not that he didn't like music. It was just that he was generally busy with other things as a child and neither of his parents forced him to play anything. What normal boy would want to play an oboe when he could be throwing dirt?
"The Piano. It's actaully my favorite thing in the entire world. I guess you could even say it is the one thing that got me through. I can sit down at the bench and be anyone or anywhere. I can live through the music. When I play all my problems and fears go away. Same thing with listening. Someone recently asked me what I wanted to do with my life and the more I think about it, the more I think music. So yes, I do play." There she goes again. She could have just said yes and been done with it but no she had to tell him her life story every time she talked. Part of her was actually wishing this wasn't a date at this point, because if it wasn't she didn't have to worry about him thinking she was a nut who spilled her guts to every person she met.
"Do you play?" She recovered hoping he didn't notice her momentary annoyance with herself. Her mother always said she wore her emotions on her sleeve and now was not the time for that to be the case.
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 20, 2010 0:12:04 GMT -6
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Living through the music. It sounded pretty poetic actually. Once again it fit her, considering what he knew of her lifestyle previous to coming here.
"That's what baking is for me. It relaxes me and lets me forget the problems for a while. The rest of the world just falls away."
Andrew smiled. Considering how differently they'd lived, finding parallels between the two of them was pretty interesting.
"Afraid not. I've never really touched an instrument and sheet music reads like Greek to me."
He could probably learn if he wanted to. That was one thing Andrew was proud of. He was pretty good at picking things up, especially if he put his mind to it.
"Not even sure if I'll like the symphony but since the tickets were free from an acquaintance I figure I'll give it a shot."
>>That's what baking is for me. It relaxes me and lets me forget the problems for a while. The rest of the world just falls away.
Well maybe he wasn't going to think she was odd. He actually didn't seem to mind her overly wordy answers at all really. Kate smiled at the thought that maybe it was a good thing she was spitting out so much information. He was actaully starting to warm up to her and they had things in common.
>>Afraid not. I've never really touched an instrument and sheet music reads like Greek to me.
Kate chuckled at the idea, but supposed it would look like a mess of dots on a page if you didn't know what you were looking at. "If you ever want to learn I would be happy to at least teach you how to read the sheet music."
>>Not even sure if I'll like the symphony but since the tickets were free from an acquaintance I figure I'll give it a shot
"The symphony is one of those things that you either love or you hate. You either can't sit through the whole thing and feel like you are going to fall asleep or it touches you like only the symphony can."
Posted by Andrew Leroy on Oct 20, 2010 0:56:11 GMT -6
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Kate offered to teach him to read sheet music. That sounded like a good idea. It wasn't something he figured he'd ever use but more knowledge was almost never a bad thing.
"Couldn't hurt. You never know when stuff like that might come in handy."
Andrew was a firm believer in being prepared for things. When offered the chance to learn something he almost always agreed just so he'd have the experience and knowledge in case he needed it. Kate then described the symphony as one of those love it or hate it things. Andrew couldn't even hazard a guess as to whether he'd like it or not. Still, having nice and knowledgeable company like Kate would probably help.
"Well we'll see then I guess. Like I said, my classical music experience is pretty much nothing. Kevin and Lillian tended to listen to old rock and country."
Thus, that was pretty much what he knew best. That and a few church hymns from when his grandma would come over and insist he went to church with her.