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.
Posted by Gina Schuyler on Jul 9, 2012 18:12:32 GMT -6
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Koga tilted his head to the side as he explained his mutation, and Gina emulated him, inclining her head. While is mind tilted and made Gina upright, Gina merely looked at a sideways Koga.
“That’s cool,” Gina said lightly, still bearing that constant smile. As Koga righted his position, Gina did, too. Koga mused about Gina’s explanation of how her navigation of the gargoyle worked. Though flying and talking on the phone at the same time would be difficult, and navigation might also be quite the challenge—what if the street didn’t have a crosswalk? But, such navigation could be doable.
>> “My pleassure, as geektasstic ass it iss, I enjoyed it. The ressultss of the work have made it more than worth the time put in.”
Gina sat up, adjusting her hair and looking at Koga through her lashes. Her mind didn’t register that perhaps he was speaking of her—but perhaps, of the date. At least, that’s what Gina thought of it as. And she concurred—the results were certainly made the work worthwhile.
“Yes, the work was very worthwhile,” she agreed warmly. This date would be difficult to top, if not impossible. Gina wouldn’t even bother trying to.
>> “Sshall we explore ssoon?”
“Certainly,” Gina agreed. Though the proposal was probably made because she was no longer eating, Gina explained, “I mean, I am done eating.”
With that said, the gargoyle began to tidy-up her plate, all-smiles. Her gaze drifted down towards the plate in-hand, but she was finding it immensely difficult to focus. Ginas' eyes flicked back towards the reptilian boy, towards his dark eyes, and she couldn't help the flirtatious grin that touched her features. He was looking at her funny, and she couldn't comprehend why.
As with any visibly-mutated, there was the occasional stigma about being stared-at, or noticed in a negative fashion. One that Gina possessed. But, as the gargoyles' hands fumbled her silverware-- for she was far too preoccupied with stealing another glance at Koga-- she realized that his gaze was a lot kinder than she was accustomed to. However fathomless and black his eyes were, they were filled with a gentleness. Gina liked them. They were so immense, that one could easily get lost in them.
“I’m so clumsy,” Gina mumbled, chuckling in spite of herself as she finally lowered her gaze and scrambled to pick up the fumbled silverware.
Yes it was. erhmm. Quit staring at her…he couldn’t she was captivating.
Koga blushed a little as she swiped glances at him as she moved about the rug tidying up and the smile on her face made his heart beat a little faster and little harder. A lilac blush appeared upon his cheeks; his body picked that up subconsciously and was camouflaging what would have his own pinkening cheeks. He snapped himself out of simply observing her, it was too easy to get lost in her voice.
His hand reached to where she had dropped the silverware. He poked it with his pointer finger and the escaped dinging tool was captured. The same reason he could climb up a tree or walk up a building meant that he had to fake it if he wanted to be clumsy. “I’ve got it.” he didn’t even bother accepting if she was clumsy or not. to be honest he didn’t know.
He dropped the spoon into the basket behind him, and the action had brought them oh so very close. Exquisitely close. Could he pass up the opportunity? What if she didn’t want to kiss him, what if he leaned in and she leaned away? Some things…didn’t leave room for proper or analyzing. He leaned in slightly as he did so he swallowed hard. If she didn’t, slap him, evade him or escape, he would plant a gentle kiss on her lips.
Posted by Gina Schuyler on Jul 9, 2012 20:30:08 GMT -6
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Gina’s hand came to a quick halt when Kogas’ reflexes outdid her own. Their hands brushed, for she was a touch slow on the uptake, and Gina closed her hand self-consciously. She wasn’t one to be forward with a boy, not like this—sure, she’d get chummy with people to be a little snot when humans were being biased against her, but in the dating-situation, she wouldn’t reach for a guy’s hand. Particularly with claws like her own. Gina’s face had adopted the lilac color by this point in time, all of it hot and embarrassed.
“Sorry,” she mumbled, as Koga assured her that he’d caught the silverware, and deposited it fluidly into the basket. Gina lifted her gaze hesitantly as he leaned in, and found the boy dauntingly close. Her heart leapt into her throat, and Gina’s breath caught. How did they get so close? Gina felt like she was on high-alert, conscious of every minute detail. Their breath mingled—Thank God I brushed my teeth obsessively before the date, Gina thought. Had it been possible, Gina might have blushed a deeper hue, just then. Not that she’d planned on getting a kiss stolen, she was just glad that her breath didn’t reek.
And what was the harm, in a kiss? She’d have to see.
Gina didn’t recoil or turn away. Her hand folded to Koga’s cheek, caressing it in spite of its owners’ moral qualms. You didn’t kiss boys on the first date! What if he thought that Gina was one of those loose women?! What if he just wanted to have the date for fun, didn’t think of a girl like her like that?! But, he was the one who had made the first move… and as embarrassed as Gina was to confess it, she kind-of wanted to kiss him. Her hand upon Koga’s cheek showed this, and it gave her the courage to lean in as well, and kiss him back.
Their lips met, momentarily. Her first kiss. It wasn’t like the movies—it wasn’t like watching two seals fight over a fish, when first kisses entailed a full-blown, eat-each-others’-faces make-out session. It was a butterfly kiss, timid but true, and over before it began. It still managed to send Gina's mind reeling into a contented, astonished hum. It was an amazing first kiss, with an amazing guy.
The more she blushed, the more he wanted to kiss her. And when they did it was one of those moments that reality called quick, but for him it hung there, perfect, every little detail over whelming his mind, a thousand different feelings washing over him and not one negative.
Could hear her heart pounding or was that his own? Her mouth was pleasantly warm and wet, not a moment was spared for the fact his own tongue was forked. She was kissing him back. Her hand was on his face and in that moment, the amazing world he created was monotone in comparison, she was the illuminatingly colorful creature. He’d heard the terms, electric or fireworks, it was all here.
His hands ever so lightly went to her sides above her hips below her ribs, these hands were not venturing anywhere they ought not explore. He had already made a haphazard gamble, thus his hands hovered there, ever so slightly touching her sides. But ready to spring away at the slightest notice.
When they separated, they were still close but seemed impossibly far. A small smile came to his face. He couldn’t help it, she was sweet. And the kiss was perfect. “ I would ssay I’m ssorry, that I don’t know what came over me, but I can’t sseem to apologize. And if I said either of those things, it would be a lie.” His smile looked almost guilty. His eyes cast to the ground shyly. “ I quite liked it.” he cleared his throat lightly. As the Faye twisted and flitted between their legs. Putting away their dishes and cleaning up after them and making away with left overs.
He laughed lightly as he tasted some sort of lip gloss or chap stick, someday if they started dating, he would have to ask the brand and flavor.
He reached his hand out toward her. “ Come on.” There would be time for blushing later. They had a waterfall to see complete with double rainbows.
Posted by Gina Schuyler on Jul 18, 2012 1:25:43 GMT -6
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Gina smiled as Koga placed his hands on her waist, smiling as they kissed, smiling when the kiss was through. Brown eyes lingered on deep, resolute black without fear, only tenderness and bashfulness. Koga still somehow found words to speak, but Gina was still in a hum, still struck speechless by the gesture.
His words were sweet and true. He wouldn’t apologize, and had been compelled by something to kiss Gina… and he liked kissing her. Gina’s gaze dipped mildly, before darting back up again. Koga cleared his throat.
“I did, too,” Gina acknowledged. Just when the blush had been simmering down, she had to say something like that. But, rather than giving an abashed smile, she grinned. The fey had begun to clean-up after them, leaving the two teens to be swept away by a wash of hormones. Koga extended a hand towards her, urged Gina to follow, and Gina took his hand hesitantly, lightly, before lacing their fingers.
It was probably bad to get smitten this fast. But honestly, Gina was sixteen—she couldn’t help it.
“Sorry if I scratch you,” she mumbled, before chuckling and surveying her claws. Gina then dropped her hand down once again. Yes, she was hyper-vigilant about these kinds of things. Claws were problematic things, as were horns.
Koga’s hand slipped back into hers. ‘Its fine if you scratch me, I’ve got my spikes you’ll have to watch out for to.” He showed her his elbow and down the outer ridge of his forearm, his legs matched and down the ridge of his spine. He would do his best to keep her clear of his. If she looked closely in his hair she would see little color changing spikes on top of his head as well. At the moment they mimicked her own horns.
From the rainbow waterfalls to the clear water meadows, to the pink sand beaches, to the comfortable misty rainforests, they wandered and frolicked and explored the land all over. The flying carpet followed them at a discrete distance. So whenever they decided they should be in a valley or on a mountaintop, they could be quickly.
Koga did his best to keep her hand in his, reluctantly releasing his grasp when she wanted to move faster or climb or try to catch jackalopes but the little brightly hued bunnies with antlers proved to be quite elusive. The lost track of time and missed the show altogether, not that either particularly minded, it was only when a six foot hen came rushing up to them and speaking in a motherly tone, Told them that it was ten minutes to curfew and they had better get to their prospective rooms that he realized how late it had gotten and how much fun they had been having.
He grinned at his date sheepishly. He forgot that he put that hen in. but he was somehow glad now. He did have an Agnes to answer to after all and she was just as good as any dad or older brother as far as willingness to let him have it went. So, he would have to get her back on time. At least this first time anyhow. Maybe after he earned Agnes’s trust and Gina’s for that matter he could sneak her out past curfew and no one would be too worried.
Koga covered Gina’s eyes and dismissed the program. “Program: a picnic for Gina, complete” he spoke softly and sadly, it would be right here if they wanted to come back to it. but this meant the night was almost done. He grabbed her hand once more and with little more than a look of assurance they burst into a hurried dash to make it to Gina’s door before the clock struck . The pair hastened through the halls by other students that were making last minute snack raids and frantic exchanges of last minute information.
They came to halt in front of the door where the night had started. Koga swallowed hard. Should he kiss her again? Give her a hug? For the moment he simply stared into her eyes, it had only been seconds but the moment seemed to settle there to let him wonder what to do next before he said good night.
Posted by Gina Schuyler on Aug 2, 2012 15:42:36 GMT -6
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Gina surveyed the tinier details of Koga’s physique, his own spines and ridges that he possessed, which left the little gargoyle slightly more reassured. They’d both have to be careful, then. Gina chuckled, and gave a faint, “Okay.”
Time moved quickly when one was having fun—and boy, had their day been fantastic. Koga had put so much thought into it all. The array of landscapes that he’d meshed into one program, the iridescent waterfalls, the meadows of water, the beaches of pink sands and the rainforests. For the most part, Gina stayed beside Koga, their fingers casually laced, her arm tucked around his, but there were certain points of time where her excitement was uncontainable. She’d all-but-bolted after the rainbow-colored horned rabbits, clambered onto rocks to get better vantage points (though she could have flown), whilst Koga stood back and looked delighted.
The day seemed to transpire in mere moments, and before long, Mother Hen was chiding them about getting to their rooms on-time. It was ten minutes until curfew. Gina looked at Koga, and a broad grin touched her features.
“We missed the show,” she observed, and then a laugh parted her lips. They’d been having so much fun in the digital world, they’d totally forgotten the show, “Oh, I hope those tickets weren’t expensive.”
Kogas’ familiar hands covered the gargoyles’ eyes, and Gina smiled. He dismissed the program, and when his hands lowered, they were right back within the Danger Room. Sure, they’d been there the whole day, but it hadn’t felt like it. Koga looked a touch wistful but he assuredly grabbed Gina’s hand, and the two of them bolted down the halls, up until they were in front of the door to the dormitory.
Gina fussed with her hair and glanced down at the floor while Koga stared at her inquiringly. Gina also contemplated the technicalities of saying goodnight after a first date. She glanced towards the door, towards the incriminating peephole that peered out onto the hall. If Agnes saw her kissing—but just a hug would be too—Ginas’ cheeks colored faintly. She’d settle for middle ground.
Though their hands were still linked, one hand was still free to do as it pleased. Using her free hand to steady herself by caressing Koga’s neck, the gargoyle stepped forward, raising onto her tiptoes. She planted a kiss on the reptilian boy’s cheek, before sinking back off of the balls of her feet.
Some of the stragglers in the halls “ooo’ed” at Gina’s timid kiss, causing the gargoyle’s blush to become even deeper, and for her grin to broaden. Eat your hearts out, ladies.
“Thank you, for today,” Gina explained, “For everything. That was easily the best day of my life, and I had a lot of fun with you, Koga.”
Some of the “ooo’s” turned to “aww’s”, for the one or two girls that were within earshot. Gina shooed them bashfully with a flap of her hand, but her tail curled with delight. Her tone dropped to a more private lilt, and she might have batted her eyelashes at him.
“What are my chances at a second date?” she inquired brazenly. Even if it were a one-time thing, it didn’t hurt to ask. The worst Koga could do was say, “Slim to none,” but given how the day had gone… at least on Gina’s end… she didn’t think that the odds were against her. Her doe-eyes dipped momentarily, as if to pry more courage off of the floor, before flicking back to Koga’s face, “I mean, if it’s not too pushy to ask. I, uh—I’d love to go out with you, again, if you wanted to, too—“
But if he didn’t, no hard feelings—Gina was floundering, so she opted to fall temporarily silent.
He quietly assured her that the show was of little consequence and even missing the show with her was well worth the money spent.
Koga stopped himself from moving his cheek to intercept the kiss with his lips. The hand around his neck made his heart beat harder as he suspected for a moment she was about to release a hail Mary amount of passion in this kiss, that he wasn’t sure they were ready for. His cheek lifted by the smile that she had to tip toe to get him. and even more so that she gave him such a gentle goodnight offering at the door. He appreciated her all the more for being shy and reserved. There were plenty of girls around the school that could use a lesson or two in restraint.
“Thank you for coming with me, I can sssay the same.” He meant to say more or be abit more original, but she had him tongue tied.
Koga smiled at the silly question, his cheeks were beginning to hurt due to the amount of smiling he had done tonight. “ Abssolute.” He lowered his tone. “No, yeah.’ He cleared his throat and his mind. He was still flustered by her admiration. “No to the pusshy, yess to wanting to again.”
He paused. He read a ridiculous amount of tips on how not to seem desperate and dating etiquette and promptly decided to throw it all out the window. “ Just let me know when you are available again.” he glanced at the clock and reached down for her hand he raised to about his chest and bent the rest of the way to kiss it.
He grinned at her as the chime went off in the hallway to let the students know they needed to rest for class. Why hadn’t he set this on a Saturday? He walked back wards as he pulled away from her and confided in spite of the other female faces blatantly eaves dropping. “itss going to be imposssible to fall asssleep tonight.
He waved his fingers at her one more time be fore he turned. if he had been dropping her off at a house he would have waited to make sure she got in safe, but as it was. she was at her door and he was almost certain Agnes would be grilling her for details in moments.