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.
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Correction. Meganlotte was almost married to the creep. F***ng hell.
"You in a wedding dress? Runnin' away across the country?" he smirked, looking at a spider that crept along on the blanket "Talk 'bout Kill Bill meets Corpse Bride."
Reaching out, the patted Megan on the shoulder. It was a bit awkward, but he meant it.
"All right. So. I'm assuming he doesn't want the ring back..." he smirked again "Guy's devoted, gotta give him that. So, are we gettin' rid of the creep, reporting him to MRC, or....?"
Really, there were so many options.
"Ya're not still in love with him, are ya? Because it would make things so much easier if you weren't..."
"You in a wedding dress? Runnin' away across the country? Talk 'bout Kill Bill meets Corpse Bride."
Okay... So he was funny. She'd give him that. Megan cracked a smile and came back into the world of the living with a snort of laughter. But, of course, he had to go and ruin the moment by touching her. "God help me if I have to wear a yellow track suit... I'd sooner die."
"All right. So. I'm assuming he doesn't want the ring back... Guy's devoted, gotta give him that. So, are we gettin' rid of the creep, reporting him to MRC, or....?"
"Only if it's attached to my finger, I'll bet." She paused, blinking, and turned a confused look his way. "...MCR? What the hell is that?" Something she had yet to hear about, obviously... which wasn't surprising seeing as she hardly paid attention to anything but herself these days. Blinking again, her confusion doubled as she replayed what he had said in her head. "..wait... did you just?... 'getting rid of'..?"
..had he just offered to help her kill someone?! Maybe she had pegged him as much more innocent that he actually was. She narrowed her eyes a little, and raised an eyebrow. "...never mind. I'm just going to do what I always do. Gather up the stuff I want to keep, and move somewhere else. It works for a while... maybe this time I'll actually lose him..." A cowards way out, she knew that, but she had never claimed to be anything else.
"Ya're not still in love with him, are ya? Because it would make things so much easier if you weren't..."
The spider queen choked, and let out a bark of laughter. "What?! That's about as likely as me volunteering at an orphanage." Which was never going to happen.... unless she was given one of the kids as a present, then maybe. "I didn't even know what love was back then, and i'm sure as hell not in love with him now!... What I have from that life is a handful of nice memories, nothing more."
>>"...MCR? What the hell is that? ..wait... did you just?... 'getting rid of'..? ...never mind. I'm just going to do what I always do. Gather up the stuff I want to keep, and move somewhere else. It works for a while... maybe this time I'll actually lose him..."
Now she was just ranting. Gawain opened his mouth to answer her questions, but she did not stop to give him time, so he decided to stay still and wait till she was finished. She was apparently shocked by his last question anyway.
>> "What?! That's about as likely as me volunteering at an orphanage. I didn't even know what love was back then, and i'm sure as hell not in love with him now!... What I have from that life is a handful of nice memories, nothing more."
"All right all right" he nodded. She seemed pretty sure about the not-loving thing, and that made the issue a lot easier. Megan did not seem like the kinda girl anyway who would throw herself into the way of a bullet in the last minute. She was more of the kind that sends said bullet on its way...
"That takes us back to the original question" he nodded, still lying on the bed "Gettin' rid of the guy. And nah, I'm not volunteering to actually cut his throat... maybe to hang him by the... meh, never mind. MRC? by the way, stands for Mutant something something Crime unit, they are police who specialize in our kind. Some of them are real jerks, but they are mostly okay. And I bet they would love to pick up a creep like that." he looked at her "Also, what's it with you girls and runnin' away? Ya're not gonna find a better place like this one, an' none that has the X-men either. An' I need a new roommate anyway, and I like you a lot better than Speedy boy."
"That takes us back to the original question""Gettin' rid of the guy. And nah, I'm not volunteering to actually cut his throat... maybe to hang him by the... meh, never mind. MRC? by the way, stands for Mutant something something Crime unit, they are police who specialize in our kind. Some of them are real jerks, but they are mostly okay. And I bet they would love to pick up a creep like that."
Ah... That made sense. A special task force to handle mutant situations. She was still unsure as to whether she wanted to get involved with them or not. Pulling people into personal problems tended to make things messy... and, as much as she hated to admit it to herself, anyone she felt was worthy of hearing her problems was someone she didn't really want involved. She had more or less caved this time... being too tired to think up a proper lie. SHe saw him glance at her, and turned her head to look right back at him.
"Also, what's it with you girls and runnin' away? Ya're not gonna find a better place like this one, an' none that has the X-men either. An' I need a new roommate anyway, and I like you a lot better than Speedy boy."
"...Hey hey hey, running away is only half of it. There is also the complicated mess of making sure you didn't exist in the last place you lived, and of course coming up with new and more interesting persona's to live as for the next handful of years." She blinked, not in the least bit serious. The kid had a point, she knew it- everyone else knew it, but she was used to doing things a certain way."...To be honest, I'm not sure how to fight back... I-...wait..."
...Had he just? She stared at him, lips parted slightly as she paused, rewound, and re-played what he had just said in her head. "You... want me to be your roommate?" Blue eyes wide, she searched the kids face- looking for a smirk... a hint of malice.. anything that would tell her it was practical joke, a jibe. Her lips twitched, curving up into an awkward smile and she felt a tear break loose from the iron grip she had on her emotions. Before she could stop herself, control herself, she leaned over and squeezed him as hard as she could in a hug.
... A very unnatural feeling hug. When had the last time she had hugged someone been? Years. Drawing back, Megan sniffled quietly and got herself under control again. "You know what? Sure, how do I sign up? Oh, also... If you tell anyone, anyone, that you saw me cry... i'll stick you to the ceiling while you're asleep."
Sure, why not? Having a roommate was fun. And Megan apparently needed someone to watch her, or she would disappear at the first chance. Plus, she was a girl, and during her/his short time in the Mansion, Mirror found it was much better to room with girls than with boys. He was half Maya, after all, and there are things only girls can understand. He opened his mouth to answer, but Megan hugged him so har he was sure some of his ribs cracked. "Umpfh" he said, very eloquently, gasping as she pulled back.
>>"You know what? Sure, how do I sign up? Oh, also... If you tell anyone, anyone, that you saw me cry... i'll stick you to the ceiling while you're asleep."
"Fair enough" he grinned "I'll help ya sign up. There are rules though. First of all:" he leaned closer with a smirk "No. Stealing. My underwear." That was indeed important. Sam was still wondering how a bra got into his room while he was not watching. Heh. Gawain sat back.
"Also, let me know in advance if ya're bringin' a guy home, 'cause I liek barging in through the mirrors. And please, do make sure ya don' bring home any more creeps." he chuckled, ruffling her hair. "Welcome to the Mansion."
"Fair enough""I'll help ya sign up. There are rules though. First of all:" he leaned closer with a smirk "No. Stealing. My underwear."
She grinned in response. Offering no apologies, but making no arguments. Luckily, she was not one to pull the same stunt twice. Now, pillow, books, dvd's, and other items were totally still up for grabs.
"Also, let me know in advance if ya're bringin' a guy home, 'cause I liek barging in through the mirrors. And please, do make sure ya don' bring home any more creeps.""Welcome to the Mansion."
Shooting him a soft glare for mussing up her hair, she smiled back and picked at her blankets. "Oh, don't worry about that. I don't play the dating game... I learned my lesson, so you're not-so-innocent ears are safe from the passionate sounds of lady love."
She'd totally still screw with him though, every now and then. Just because.
"...Gawain?" Blinking, she turned so she could look at him and blinked. "...Thank you." It didn't seem like much just by looking at her expression, her posture... but being invited to stay at the mansion was... wonderful. Much more wonderful than she deserved, and she knew it.
>> "Oh, don't worry about that. I don't play the dating game... I learned my lesson, so you're not-so-innocent ears are safe from the passionate sounds of lady love."
Gawain made a face. Now that was one really eloquent way to put it... and he knew how girls always swore off love after every breakup. He did not trust Megan at all, but at least for a while, the room would be guy-free, except for Gawain. Good enough.
>>"...Gawain? ...Thank you."
He smiled, and looked at her for a moment.
"Ya're welcome." hopping off the bed, he walked back to his side of the room "Make yourself comfortable. Oh, and a few more things. No spiders in my bed, or in my clothes. An' if ya feed somethin' to the dog that makes her throw up, ya're gonna clean it up too."
Angua was out for the moment, roaming the Mansion grounds. The headless sqeaky spider was still around somewhere.
gawain gathered his things to finally go take a shower.
"Ya're welcome.""Make yourself comfortable. Oh, and a few more things. No spiders in my bed, or in my clothes. An' if ya feed somethin' to the dog that makes her throw up, ya're gonna clean it up too."
She made a face right back at him. Gah, she had forgotten all about the pup. A little monster to go around vacuuming up her children like they were eight legged treats... She'd have to keep her spiders outside the room, for their own safety.
... plus, it probably wouldn't hurt to keep some around to watch the door- just in case.
"Yeah yeah. No spiders in the bed, or clothes. Gotcha." She watched him move about, then flopped back onto her- hers! all hers!- bed and curled up in her blankets again.
She had a lot to think about... A lot to plan, but first she'd take a nap and let it all settle...
Agnes sighed. She really did not want to be here right now. As she stood in front of Gawain/Maya’s room she sighed again. Why, why, why? Why did he have to be the only one who’s room she knew that knew where the extra blankets were? Unfortunately she had neglected to ask someone earlier in the day and, now that she was cold and needed an extra one, she was forced to stand outside his room and wait. He couldn’t possibly be asleep, could he? It was still…almost early. She entertained the thought of walking away and letting it go, but she was cold! And she was not going to sleep in her sweater again.
Dressed in her pale green pajama bottoms and an oversized Spider-Pig t-shirt on, she sighed as she looked back and forth down the hall. She handed standing out here in her pajamas, knocking on Gawain’s door. Rumors had fluttered around once already that she wanted to have sex with him (which had only been a cover the whole time), and there was no way she was going to allow that to happen again. She was fairly sure she’d gut whoever attempted it.
Unfortunately the need for warmth was prevailed over her greater sense of logic.
Shaking her head and still unsure of why she was doing this, Agnes finally summed up her courage and knocked on Gawain’s door.
“Hello? Gawain? Maya?” she asked in a voice that was probably too low for anyone to hear. “Anyone there?”
As she waited briefly for a response, a pair of flies flew towards her from the dark recesses of the hall and landed amongst her hair. Too tired to shoo them away, she ignored them as she still waited. When no one answered still, she decided she was not going to knock louder and possibly awaken the whole school. Instead she tried the door and…success! The knob turned and opened the barrier that kept her out. Hopefully was not busy being naked or having a girl over or anything.
Stepping inside, Agnes closed the door behind her as she began to talk, not taking the time to survey the scene first. “Gawain? Maya? I’m cold. Know where the extra blanket’s are?”
The sounds of a shower being turn on reached her ears. She laid there, warm under her blankets, for a few minutes listening to the water run while she thought about things and slowly drifted off toward slumber land.
...until someone came a knocking.
A girls voice spoke up from the other side... Megan cracked an eye open as her curiosity spike. Gawain's girlfriend perhaps? She remained quiet, one eye fixed on the ceiling and waited for the girl to go away. It probably... probably... wouldn't do to have your new roommates girl walk in and see you in his room... while he's showering.
The doorknob jiggled and Megan bolted from her bed with a soft curse, her legs getting tangled in her blankets and wound up flat on her face on the floor. Sonofab*tch... this was not worth the effort. She heard the door start to open and made to bolt toward the bathroom, stopping only once she realized that hiding in the same room with a naked boy was probably not the best way to cover up her presence.
Instead, she got to her feet and tried to pull off leaning carefree against the wall on the other side of the room, with her blankets sprawled across the floor. The girl fully entered, still asking for Gawainya. "...Oh... uh... Hi. He's in the.....shower." Oh, that didn't sound lame at all. With messy hair and clothing dislodged and her arms crossed over her chest she tried to look innocent... and ended up pulling off the exact opposite.
There was little more Agnes could do but stand there and stare at the young woman she found in the room. She was disheveled, the bed was in complete and utter shambles and the sound of the shower running in the other room sounded like a waterfall. What the hell did the runaway just walk into? Maybe she was interrupting something consensual.
God, please let that be it, she thought to herself.
For a second, Agnes figured that maybe this was the elusive girlfriend that Gawain/Maya had spoken about before. It made sense after all that she would be in his/her room after hours anyways. Agnes was just about to wave and utter a “hello” and a “nice to meet you” when that idea was suddenly shot to hell…
>> "...Oh... uh... Hi. He's in the.....shower…You, uh... you his girlfriend?"[/color]
Girlfriend?
The word pierced Agnes’ mind and suddenly she was filled with images of that young Gawain and of kissing and doing all the intimate things that those in relationships do. And in that same instance a wave of nausea surged through her. Gah, the idea of kissing that smirking, devilish grin of his made Agnes’ skin crawl. She did not loath him entirely, but it was pretty darn close to how she felt about him. She definitely could not imagine anyone being in a relationship with that sarcastic, grinning fool.
Then, as if suddenly remembering she was alive, Agnes shuddered, her body involuntarily attempting to shake the thought off.
“Ugh,” she muttered distastefully. “No way, that’s…that’s who I assumed YOU were.”
She paused as she looked the girl over very briefly. Not in a judging way, just more in a curious, “why the hell are you sleeping with him?!” way. Maybe Gawain had more abilities than he was letting on. Maybe he could charm women into his bed or something? It was a good an explanation as any.
Well…feeling a little awkward and walking in on this, Agnes entertained the thoughts of leaving, but things were awkward enough as it was. Besides, she did not want to appear rude to judgmental to the other woman. Walking up to her slowly, Agnes gnawed on the corner of her mouth a little before she stretched out her hand to shake the other’s in greeting.
“My name’s Agnes,” she said boldly. It was time she attempted to meet others. “S-Sorry if I interrupted you two. I…I was just wondering where the extra blankets were kept.”
“Ugh, No way, that’s…that’s who I assumed YOU were.”
Megan blinked back, and then laughed. The girl thought she was dating Gawainya? After the second chuckle, she realized that she probably shouldn't be laughing. Some teen thought she was dating another teen. That was kind of... a burn. "..Naw, I only date people born of my own generation."
“My name’s Agnes, S-Sorry if I interrupted you two. I…I was just wondering where the extra blankets were kept.”
Megan smirked. Then blinked again, and her smirk vanished. oh. Ooooh. Agnes had assumed the worst, which was what she had been trying to avoid. Her nose wrinkled and she scowled at the very Idea.
"That's... ew. I'm not into him like... that. I'm the new roommate, more of less. You just startled me is all." Definitely startled... Why did no one under twenty know about the friggen sock on the doorknob rule?! Adjusting her position against the wall, she turned from the girl for a moment to march over and pound loudly on the bathroom door. "Hey! Kiddo, you have a guest.. Get your scrawny butt out here!"
With that task done she walked back out into the room, adjusting herself back into a decent looking state and stopped before the girl, Agnes. With a cheerful smirk she held her hand out. "I'm Megan, the soon to be mansion resident." Looking the girl up and down, she liked what she saw. There was a spark of something in her eye- whether that was something respectable, or disappointment at what she had stumbled in on Megan didn't know.
"I'd offer you blankets, but well... I stole the one I have, and I don't know where the others are kept." Pausing, she glanced over at Gawain's bed. "...You're more than welcome to take all of his though. He's a man...boy... he'll survive." She grinned, and waited for Gawain to join them.
>> "That's... ew. I'm not into him like... that. I'm the new roommate, more of less. You just startled me is all…Hey! Kiddo, you have a guest.. Get your scrawny butt out here!"[/color]
Agnes had to smirk a bit at the reaction the woman had to being considered Gawain’s girlfriend. Apparently the only person that did not seem to mind the title was his own, actual girlfriend…if there actually was one. Agnes was beginning to wonder if maybe, just maybe the girl actually did not exist. So far she had never seen her or anyone else lately around the mansion. Then again, she did not know this girl very well, or many of the other mansion people. It really could all be just a really big coincidence.
She would make a mental note to look into the fact that Gawain is making up the idea of a girlfriend for some reason. Might provide to be an interesting search.
>> "I'm Megan, the soon to be mansion resident…I'd offer you blankets, but well... I stole the one I have, and I don't know where the others are kept…You're more than welcome to take all of his though. He's a man...boy... he'll survive."
Agnes smiled with a nod of greet to Megan. It was nice to meet her and Agnes was already liking her attitude towards Gawain. Anyone who could see through that self-proclaimed “charm” was definitely worth knowing. A glance up and down and Agnes realized that she indeed was slightly older, but she had this playfulness and snark about her that the runaway truly appreciated. Would be interesting to get to know this woman a bit more. Hopefully she would stick around for a bit.
At the offer of blankets, Agnes cringed a little, shook her head but thanked the mutant anyways.
“Oh, heh…um…t-thank you,” she muttered as she glanced at the blankets on Gawain’s bed. “As tempting as it is and as much as I love to irritate him, I really don’t want my bed smelling like him either.” she shrugged. “But thank you though, I appreciate the thought.”
She sighed as she crossed her arms over her chest and waited for Gawain to join them out in the room. She would have excused herself and left but she really did need that blanket. She sighed as she tapped her foot a little impatiently at Gawain’s inability to realize that he was keeping her waiting and decided to turn back to Megan and start up a little conversation.
“So…uh, have you been here before?” Agnes asked curiously. It was obvious that the girl must have known Gawain from before. “I...just arrived back in November. Place is nice though. Good place for those of us with some of the more…unique abilities.”
Of course, as she said this, a pair of roaches skittered by on the carpeted floor and began to circle Agnes feet like two loyal dogs. She sighed and shook her foot in an attempt to scare them away. She knew it would not have worked but it would have been nice. She only hoped the other mutant did not notice…or at least did not mind bugs.
>> "Hey! Kiddo, you have a guest.. Get your scrawny butt out here!"
Gawain sighed and turned off the shower. Of course, he had a roommate now. No more peace and quiet. Pulling on boxers and shorts and grabbing a clean t-shirt he wondered who the guest was. Twyla? For a moment, he was hopeful. Then, he remembered Megan. Oh hell, please don't let it be Twy.
Walking out of the bathroom with water still dripping from his hair, Gawain looked around. His eyes settled on Agnes, and a grin settled on his face.
"Seriously?!" he sighed "Every time I walk into my own room I find another girl here. Maybe I should keep doing it." he smirked, walking over to them and arching an eyebrow at Megan. "Ya were callin' for my butt? That's sweet."
He looked at the two girls and wondered how much they knew about each other. It was funny, seeing them like this. Clapping his hands together, Gawain grinned again, and ran his fingers through his hair to keep water from dripping into his eyes.
"Sooo. Megan, meet Agnes, a.k.a. the Queen Bee. She spits bugs at people, and punches me on a regular basis. Agnes, meet my new roommate Megan. She's the spider girl I told you about. And just so you know: neither of you is my girlfriend. In case you were wondering."
“So…uh, have you been here before? I...just arrived back in November. Place is nice though. Good place for those of us with some of the more…unique abilities.”
Megan smirked, wiggling her bares toes in the air as the girl spoke. She didn't notice the roaches, seeing as her eyes were locked on Agnes... but her children sure did. "I've been here before, a few times actually... but not as a resident." Above her, by the door, a few spiders had congregated. They were all silently watching the two insects skittering about by Agnes' feet. None of them were old enough to know what the other bugs were... none of them had seen Roaches before. Little black mouth parts wiggles in unison, excited for reasons the little spiders did not know. More and more dark bodies scurried into the room from under the door... until there was a nice little pile of still jumping spiders packed against the ceiling. One looked at another, and little spider bodies nodded in agreement.
"Seriously?! Every time I walk into my own room I find another girl here. Maybe I should keep doing it. Ya were callin' for my butt? That's sweet."
Megan smirked at the boy, and winked at him."Maybe next time it'll be you're girlfriend, no?" Because she'd enjoy nothing more than to sit down and ask all sorts of embarrassing questions about her new roommate. "I wonder if she'd spill the beans on any juicy Gawain gossip for me. She didn't notice the chattering of her spiders as they crept slowly down along the ceiling toward the bug girl...
"Sooo. Megan, meet Agnes, a.k.a. the Queen Bee. She spits bugs at people, and punches me on a regular basis. Agnes, meet my new roommate Megan. She's the spider girl I told you about. And just so you know: neither of you is my girlfriend. In case you were wondering."
Megan adopted a hurt, dismayed frown and batted her eyelashes at him. "My loss I guess." She turned her eyes back to Agnes, just as her spiders detached themselves from the ceiling above her. They dropped to the floor, and a little mini war broke out as they attempted to mod the two roaches. Megan blinked, and slapped a hand to her face. "Oh, come on guys... Hey hey! Break it up!" The little mod paused mid battle, fighting amongst themselves as well, and directed many little blue eyes up at her. She rolled her eyes at the equivalent of a puppy dog stare. "No. Stop it, or I'll let the dog eat you all." She received a little confused chorus of 'Dog? What dog?' questions, and groaned.