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.
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>> “Sure. I’m sure a pretty girl like you will have the guys breaking down the door."
Rebecca sat up, trying to get a better look at Vicente again. Now that she was done viewing him as an intruder or a thug, it was easier to see his better qualities. He was a strong looking young man with a handsome, serious looking face.
It was not nearly on the same level as Agnes telling her that she was beautiful, but it was still flattering to have an attractive young man tell her she was pretty. Maybe it was because Rebecca could not find freckles as an attractive trait, but it always managed to surprise her when people found her appealing. He was just being nice, of course, but it did leave her with a blush and a grin.
>> "And hey, you’re lucky, at least you know where your relationship status is. Me, I’m stuck. I don’t remember or know if I have anyone at all who gives a damn or are relieved that I’m gone.”
The grin faded for a moment. Vicente's situation was really unfair; here she was, thinking about a new, unexpected degree of freedom, and Vicente was left worrying about who he was forgetting, or if he had anyone to forget.
Rebecca leaned in closer and placed her hand on his shoulder. "You seem like a nice guy. Nice guys have people who think they matter." Vicente was being sweet and comforting to her. It was hard for her to believe that a man with that much kindness toward a stranger was anything less than a sweetheart before his amnesia.
He had cheered her up and complimented her, so maybe she could try to do the same? "An' if you were somehow single 'afore forgetting, Ah'm sure it worn't be long for some gal tae snatch up a handsome man like you," she promised with a wink.
Vicente didn’t mean to sound like such a downer. His situation was definitely tough but that was no reason to bring down everyone else around him. Rebecca seemed like she was going through a tough enough time so now that she was finally smiling, it was a bit silly to bring her down with talk about his own problems. Odd, when considering that his problems were probably far more serious than simply going through a break up. But that was nothing to bring up at the moment.
He sighed a little but turned his attention to Rebecca when he found her sitting up and looking at him a bit more seriously. Gone was the expression he saw when he first laid eyes on her; he was not viewed like a villain or some nefarious being anymore. It actually looked like he was staring at a friend now.
A comforting hand was placed upon his shoulder ad he had to smile a little at the gesture. It was sweet, kind, and friendly. Friends were definitely the thing a guy without a past needed right now.
>> "You seem like a nice guy. Nice guys have people who think they matter." [/color]
“Thanks,” he said with a little sidelong smile. It was flattering to hear that from someone he didn’t know at all. To honest it really was like the first time he had ever heard it, because it was.
>> "An' if you were somehow single 'afore forgetting, Ah'm sure it worn't be long for some gal tae snatch up a handsome man like you,"[/color]
Vicente grinned a little at the comment. It really was reassuring and helpful. Much like how Rebecca was getting a little ego boost, Vicente certainly needed one as well. After waking up, being mugged, having no memory, being shot and almost mugged again, Vicente was glad to have a little reassurance in some of the normal things of life. He was handsome to someone. That had to be a start in rebuilding his life, right?
Still chuckling, and just a little red at the nice commentary, Vicente flashed her another winning smile.
“Well then it looks like we both better watch out for an over-crowded hallway,” he grinned as he rubbed the back of his head a little shyly. “Maybe we should work out a schedule to rotate dating so we’re not in one another’s hair.”
He really hadn’t meant to say that as he brushed his hand over his shaved head. It was just coincidence. Really…
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>> “Well then it looks like we both better watch out for an over-crowded hallway. Maybe we should work out a schedule to rotate dating so we’re not in one another’s hair.”
Rebecca was starting to find herself glad that she heard Vicente pounding on the door across the hall. She was less happy with herself for quickly switching to assaulting the guy, but all misunderstandings aside, he was kind and pretty funny. Most of her friends knew Agnes, so maybe it was good for Rebecca go find an unknowing third party to cheer her up.
Vicente's joke about hair made Rebecca actually laugh. Not just giggle, but laugh. His closely trimmed dark hair was a stark contrast of Rebecca's long light locks.
Rebecca leaned in and placed her hand on his head, rubbing against hair that could not have been longer than a few millimeters. "Ah'm nae sure if Ah coulds get intae your hair if Ah tried!"
She was going to pull her hand away, but the feeling was so unique, it was hard to resist. Soon she was leaning in close enough to have to hands on his head rubbing back and forth as she giggled like a silly girl. "My God, you're sae fuzzy!" she joked. Rebecca was obviously not used to playing with hair so short. The differences between boys and girls could really amuse her sometimes.
It was a silly idea but Vicente had no problem being a little silly right now. After everything that he had gone through today, a little levity was exactly what the doctor ordered. It helped to lift his spirits and momentarily made him forget that, technically, because he had no past, he didn’t exist. Though he knew that was not true, it was a thought that kept popping into his mind because of his inability to remember anything about himself.
What if she was right? What if he was a good person? Good people were missed so maybe he was putting someone, a family member, a girlfriend, friends, neighbors, through hell because they didn’t know where he was? It was better than thinking he was a bad guy that wouldn’t be missed at all.
Still, it was the not knowing that was the most irritating. Unfortunately he could do nothing about that now and simply had to focus on living in the here and now and finding out something about himself as time went on. He already had a few facts: he was a mutant, he is of Hispanic descent, he has a couple of tattoos (though their significance is lost upon him), and he was in New York. That had to be a place to start.
But for now, he would just focus on the laughter. He smirked a little a Rebecca found herself laughing loudly at his comment. Casually she reached over and placed a hand on his shaved head and he grinned.
>> "Ah'm nae sure if Ah coulds get intae your hair if Ah tried!"[/color]
He had to chuckle a bit at that comment. He was all for the joking about right now…
>> "My God, you're sae fuzzy!"[/color]
Vicente began to laugh a little because her motions were actually tickling him. He hadn’t realized just how sensitive his haircut made his scalp. Smirking he tried to evade her, jokingly and all in good fun of course, to escape her hands.
“Hey, that tickles,” he laughed. “My haircut is not an invitation to manhandle me,” he grinned as he looked at her much closer face. He tilted his head though once he noticed her eyes. “Your eyes…I’ve never seen that before,” he mentioned indicating to their mismatched color. “That’s pretty beautiful. Whoever you broke up with was definitely a fool for letting you go.”
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>> “Hey, that tickles. My haircut is not an invitation to manhandle me.”
Rebecca shook her head, still giggling. "After my introduction, Ah assumed Ah didnae need an invitation," she joked. Regardless, as a courtesy to her new friend, Rebecca relinquished his head just as he started speaking to her again.
>> “Your eyes…I’ve never seen that before. That’s pretty beautiful. Whoever you broke up with was definitely a fool for letting you go.”
Vicente caught her so off-guard that Rebecca's giggling almost immediately stopped. It took a second for her to even remember that he was talking about her heterochromia. She had always been happy with what she sometimes referred to as her "secondary mutation," but it was still very flattering to hear her eyes complimented and even called beautiful.
The compliment was a boost to her self confidence, but it was the last comment that really stopped her in her tracks. Rebecca had spent much of her day feeling like the foolish one for letting Agnes slipped away. Even if she was not ready to believe Vicente, it helped her to know that someone thought Agnes was the one who would be missing her more.
It was possibly too familiar a thing to do, but Rebecca tossed her arms over Vicente's shoulders and pulled him in for a hug. Her eyes were stinging a little; she was not going to cry, but it felt like it was on the way nonetheless. "Thank you, Vicente. Ah needed that."
The comment seemed to turn the young woman into a whole new shade of scarlet. He grinned a little that he was able to affect her in such a way, but he was not just trying to be complimentary. Really, he meant what he told her. After a day like he had, he was happy with looking at beautiful things, and this redhead certainly had pretty eyes. He smiled a bit as he realized just how forward that comment sounded, but it was not like he could take it back. It was out there, in the ether. He would just have to live with the consequences.
The consequences, in this case, was the beaming smiling that Rebecca gave him. That would have been thanks enough but it quickly became more as the young woman laced her arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug.
>> "Thank you, Vicente. Ah needed that."[/color]
He was a little stunned as to what to do. He knew what a hug was, obviously, but his experience in them was so lacking and alien. One would think that he would have had some kind of vague memory of them, despite his amnesia; at least a flash or a feeling of it being familiar. That was not the case, though. Vicente, instead, felt like he was being hugged for the first time.
“Glad to help,” he whispered back as he wrapped his arms around her mid-section and returned the affectionate gesture. “And thank you. Despite attacking me, this has been pretty fun.”
He grinned as he slowly unwove his arms from around her and leaned back a bit.
“I hope I can count you as among some of my friends here,” he said, a little cautiously. He hoped that this wasn’t all a ruse and that she still suspected him of anything. Would be a shame to lose the friendship of someone so pretty.
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>> “Glad to help. And thank you. Despite attacking me, this has been pretty fun.”
Vicente's arms wrapped around her waist and she was pulled a bit off of the bed into the hug. It was not like hugging Agnes obviously; a hug from a friend was worlds away from a lover's embrace. Still... it was nice to be hugged, and to know that she would still have hugs even after losing her angel.
Rebecca needed to stop thinking of Agnes through pet names.
The hug was released and Rebecca sat back on the bed, her cheeks still coming down from their once lofty levels of red.
>> “I hope I can count you as among some of my friends here.”
Rebecca nodded. How could she not? Vicente was being considerate and kind to her as a stranger when he was already going through a very difficult time. She owed it to him to be there when he needed her, though she would have done it now regardless of obligation. "You've got a friend in me."
Rebecca turned sideways, hoisting her legs onto Vicente's bed. The girl bounced up and down on the bare mattress a few times. "Though as a friend, Ah have tae say, you need sheets." She ceased bouncing, settling on her side, propped up by an elbow and looking to Vicente with a smirk. "You're nae gorna charm any lovely ladies intae a barren bed," she teased. It was a more suggestive joke than Rebecca would usually make, but she had a reputation to live up to as a firecracker now!
Vicente smirked. He didn’t know why, but it was funny, almost like her comment should have been the lyrics of a song. Then again, maybe he just had his spirits lifted a little and it was affecting his hearing. Either way, he was glad to hear someone say it. Andrea was sweet and he considered her a friend too; it was good to be able to add people to his list of dependables.
Rebecca returned to his bed and, to his surprise, actually climbed on top of. The young man could only grin and chuckle as the young redhead began to jump up and down, almost as if she were testing whether or not it could support her weight. He could only shake his head as he watched her, almost wanting to warn her to be careful.
>> "Though as a friend, Ah have tae say, you need sheets…You're nae gorna charm any lovely ladies intae a barren bed," [/color]
With her flopping back down onto his bed, Vicente had to grin just a little shyly. But the tone in her voice had managed to spur him on just a tiny bit. She wasn’t the only one that could make suggestive jokes.
“Maybe,” he grinned. “Buuut…” he shrugged a bit innocently as he motioned towards her. “It seems as if I already have a lovely lady in my ‘barren bed’.”
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>> “Maybe. Buuut… It seems as if I already have a lovely lady in my ‘barren bed’.”
Vicente was quick to compliment Rebecca, which pretty much turned the tables on the young woman. The situation shifted even further out of her zone of control when Vicente seemed to move closer into her zone of proximity.
Was it her imagination or was the slightly shortened distance between her and Vicente causing her heartbeat to become more pronounced? The young man was clearly teasing her, but she could not be faulted for a natural reaction, right?
Her voice was a bit shakier when she replied. "W-well, um, you know what Ah mean. Some very cute single little thing." Well, she was single now... "You know, way cuter than me." There were plenty of girls out there cuter than her, who did not have her round cheeks or splash of freckles.
It was so unfair! She was so close to having normal-colored cheeks again!
Now, how far could Vicente carry on teasing his newfound friend. It seemed that as soon as he had said the remark, there was a visible shift in Rebecca. She attempted to retain her control of the situation, but it was obvious that she was failing now. He could see the blush on her cheeks, the suddenly tightening of her frame as tension tore throughout her body. He had her on the ropes now the second he began to slip out of his chair and sit at the edge of the bed, watching her out of the corner of his field of vision. But…really…how much farther could he carry on? He didn’t want to be mean, but…it was too much fun…
He smile became a bit more devious than he meant it too as he sat there, watching Rebecca attempt to collect herself.
>> "W-well, um, you know what Ah mean. Some very cute single little thing…You know, way cuter than me." [/color]
The momentary stammer and loss of control of her thoughts was cute. It really was. She was quickly backtracking, even though most of her teasing was what led them to this point now. He wasn’t the one that made her put her hands on his head, and he didn’t ask her bounce on his bed, nor did he steer this conversation to his inability to seduce women with a sheetless bed.
Nope. All this was on her. So maybe it was fair to make her sweat it out just a little. Besides, what were the perks of being newly single when one wouldn’t take advantage of it?
A glint in his eyes, and a tiny, albeit slightly shy smile on his face, he momentarily looked away as if he wasn’t sure how to say what he wanted to but had finally found the courage.
“Cuter than you?” he asked a little confused. “I highly doubt that, Rebecca.”
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Oookay, now he was sitting on the bed next to her. But that was not too weird right? It was his bed after all! She was the intruder. He was just teasing her for her momentary show of shyness after she had led into the conversation so boldly. It was just a move in a game, so there was no reason to get flustered.
...Even if he was now much closer to her. And even if she was pretty sure this was the first time she had been anywhere near a bed with a boy.
>> “Cuter than you? I highly doubt that, Rebecca.”
Curse him. An insomniac should be worse at this. Rebecca sat up to look at him at a more normal angle. Nervously tucking a lock of hair behind her ear like the cliche of a shy schoolgirl she was becoming, she replied, "Oh hush, y'daft boy." Alright, more confidence! Firecracker! "L-like you'd even know what tae do with me," she teased. Besides one little stutter, she was sure she regained some ground, right? No harm in teasing between friends!
...She could swear that was not the first time she had that thought.
Really, what was the young amnesiac supposed to do? 1) He had had a REALLY[/b] bad day so a little levity was much needed, 2) There was an absolutely gorgeous redhead sitting on his bed, and 3) she was the one that turned their conversation down this accursed road. It was not his fault that he was simply reacting to everything that she was saying. He would have been perfectly fine just sending her on her way earlier, but she started the teasing. It was only fair that he teased back.
Sitting on the bed, his first time ever sitting on it, he had to admit that it was pretty soft and comfy. He can see why mutants would turn to this place for salvation. The mansion staff offered them a chance of normalcy, a clean and warm bed, a sense of community, and a chance at an education. It really was like a miniature piece of heaven inside the bustling metropolis that was New York City. But, one of the most important things he could see that the school offered…was the excellent company of the people who lived within.
He watched the young redhead closely, seeing her tension, eyeing her as she attempted to regain control of the situation. It was cute, really, but maybe he should stop now? After all, one could only push it so far and, really, he didn’t want to ruin any friendships he could possibly be gaining at the moment. He didn’t know how long it would take to get his memory back and during that time he would, of course, need friends. So, was it really worth the risk?
>> "Oh hush, y'daft boy…L-like you'd even know what tae do with me,"[/color]
…
…okay, so she laid down the gauntlet. Though she was only teasing, he really couldn’t help the tiny bit of inflation that his pride had developed. Jokingly she mentioned that he wouldn’t know what to do with her. Obviously, to regain his pride, he would have to prove her wrong.
“Yeah?” he smirked as he scooted just a little closer to her. He glanced down as his obnoxiously pink shoes, and grinned as he turned his head, watching her tuck stray hairs behind her ear. “I’m sure, you know, I could think of something.” Silently he reached over, careful to watch her should she flinch, and brushed a few more strands of her strawberry blonde locks out of her eyes, his fingertips brushing her pale forehead.
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Clearly Rebecca had dealt the winning blow, because Vicente was clearly a sweet, shy guy beneath that strong, well-toned shell who would hang his head in defeat, not ready to push the envelope with Rebecca's invitation.
>> “Yeah? I’m sure, you know, I could think of something.”
Oooh my, if that was not an envelope marked "returned to sender" in Rebecca's mailbox.
Rebecca was warming up from the blood rushing to her head, being pumped erratically from a fluttering heart when when Vicente's tan fingers brushed along her forehead. For an amnesiac, Vicente certainly remembered enough to seem too in control of the situation.
She should bow out. Even if it was just teasing, she was clearly off her game (if she ever even knew the rules to begin with.) She was still emotionally vulnerable, and that was no condition to be playing chicken in.
And yet... she was a girl with pride who had no idea what she was doing when, with her mismatched eyes feigning confidence in sight of his, the words quivered out of her lips. "Sure you didnae forget what comes next?"
'What comes next?!' What are you doing?! YOU dinnae known what comes next!
Rebecca forced a smirk, weak though it may be. She was still in the game... right?
Yeah, Vicente was not the type to play chicken and glance away (at least that was the point that he was gathering. Obviously he couldn’t remember anything so he didn’t know if it were true.) But, the point was that it seemed against Vicente nature to turn away from a challenge; Rebecca was certainly laying the challenge down at his doorstep. She was being cute and extremely teasing, how else was Vicente supposed to respond to that?
He smirked as he leaned a little closer to her, brushing her hair out of her eyes and marveling still the mismatched colors. She really was very beautiful, even though her pale cheeks were flushing with a new shade of red he wasn’t sure existed in nature.
And hey, some would see this a wrong, as maybe he was taking advantage of a young woman who had just recently been through a break up. But, in all honesty, they were both adults, right? Sure, Rebecca looked as if she were feeling hurt from her last relationship, but she was a big girl. She was the one that initiated all this teasing, maybe she just wanted to push all the bad feelings away and feel beautiful again. Even if it was with someone she hardly knew.
Vicente wasn’t sure, but in the end, he had to scoff at his thoughts. It was just harmless teasing…right? Eventually one of them would blink…
>> "Sure you didnae forget what comes next?"[/color]
Her words were close to stuttering. He could practically feel the heat coming off of her skin. Even Vicente actually felt a little nervous about this. He really didn’t want to make this woman, he supposed new friend, any more confused about her current situation. But really, when teenage hormones raged the way they did, what else was he supposed to do?
A smirk played on his lips at the comment.
“I’ve forgotten a lot of things,” Vicente said with a nod. “But I‘m fairly certain that I remember this part.”
Hand brushing aside her hair, Vicente carefully stroked her hot, blushing cheek with his rough fingers before he began to lean in. The space between them closed, eyes locked onto one another, Vicente made his intention clearly known that he was going to kiss her.
Yeah. Vicente ensured that she TOTALLY was going to blink first…
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>> “I’ve forgotten a lot of things, But I‘m fairly certain that I remember this part.”
Vicente's hand was now at her cheek, and his voice ended softer than it started, and his dark eyes were locked on hers, and he was leaning in and-- OH LORD, HIS BREATH WAS ON HER LIPS.
In what would go down as an Olympic-level of spazzmanship, Rebecca shouted, "Ah like girls!" while simultaneously pulling away her entire upper body and attempting to stabilize herself by resting her weight on a hand placed behind her. Except the hand missed the back edge of the twin bed. And Rebecca's body followed.
And Rebecca flopped off the bed, landing on the carpeted ground with a thud.
With a whining groan, Rebecca decided to just lay there. "Ow... my back... and my pride." It would have been so much more useful to have a mutation where she could sink into the ground.