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 Derek Menes on Jul 7, 2017 19:43:55 GMT -6
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Derek was at leat happy that Aleksandr didn't feel like he ruined anything. He looked back up at his face and ran his hands up from his chest to the sides of his neck. He couldn't let himself get frazzled by what he thought Aleksandr was thinking. Doing that would make himself go insane.
When Aleksandr asked if he was ready to go home, Derek thought. He wanted to not be so square. To live a little and experience things that he hadn't experienced before. Clearing his throat and standing on his tippy toes, Derek killed him on the lips. There was a bit of pull back, but after that, he felt comfortable having his full lips pressed against....Aleksandr's scales. After two minutes, he pulled away.
"I...do want to go, but I want you to come back...with me. Maybe we can watch a movie? Or makeout...or cuddle. It's up to you." His chest rose and fell sharply.
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 7, 2017 19:24:38 GMT -6
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Primal liked that. He liked that a lot. "I love the way it rolls off the tongue, Khalil.' He said it again for his own pleasure.
When Khalil asked if he had anywhere warm in mind, Primal grinned, "I do. We can go back to my apartment and I can make you somethin' to both eat and drink or we can go to the nearest bar and sit. It's totally up to you." Primal took a few strands of hair from Khalil and playfully twisted it between his fingers. It was rather cold out tonight and his hyenas weren't enjoying it at all.
"Unless you have somewhere else? I'm open to ideas, Baby Boy."
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
While Artiar excused himself, Derek had Jasons's complete attention. He found that it was actually charming and Derek liked that. Derek got more and more comfortable with talking freely with Jason. After a while, he got his number and headed back over to Artair.
"Hey, Meirda, I can't tell you how grateful I am that I have you. I got his number and everythin'." As Derek talked, he stuffed the number into his back pocket. He then grabbed his phone that was in the front and pulled it out to see who messaged him.
"...Oh, God." Derek couldn't breathe. Devon had actually responded to his voicemail via text message. "Guess who just texted me, Artair?"
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 7, 2017 18:07:57 GMT -6
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Derek stopped eating all together and looked at Xavia. He stared at her for a while in both shock and pure admiration. "...You want me to be the God Father? Aw, Xavia!" Derek got up from his seat and made his way over to her side of the table. He wrapped his arms around her neck and plastered her face with kisses. After he thought that she had enough, Derek made his way back to his seat and sat down with a wide smile on his face. "I will spoil those pups until no end. I promise they'll love me so much!"
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 7, 2017 18:00:50 GMT -6
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"You had me at 'free food'." Derek sighed peacefully, "I would love to go to a photo shoot with you. We can listen to your city on the way there!" This week was just getting better and better. Derek continued to soak in the mud when a question came to mind.
"...What does mud do for you anyway?" He asked with raised eyebrows. "Like does it sooth the skin or somethin' like that?" The question was open for anyone to answer. He honestly didn't know.
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 7, 2017 17:47:00 GMT -6
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"Ah," So that was why he left the Mansion? Because of what happened with the missile? It seemed to be, though he was sure that there was more to that story that Jude wasn't telling him. Derek was okay with that especially since it was none of his damn business to begin with.
Instead, he enjoyed the smells that were wafting around in the kitchen.
"Well, you live and you learn, right? I'm sure everythin' is forgiven," or so he hoped, "...So what are we gonna do about dessert? I'm not sure we have anythin' other than the candies," Derek decided to change the subject to make it more light like before.
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Seeing the look of appeasement on Devon's face made Derek's light up even more. He telepathically told Vix to go play, but to also remain in sight. Vix, with a light growl, did just that now leaving the two mutants alone with the food.
>> “I don’t eat this well very often at all, Derek,”
Derek chewed on his bottom lip while he studied Devon's face. There was something different about him, but he couldn't put his finger on it. With a quick breath, he commented quietly, "well maybe...that'll change." There was a bit of confidence in his voice. Derek wouldn't mind cooking for Devon after a long day's worth of being a charitable supermodel. Though, that was the twenty year old projecting into the future.
"If there's somethin' you don't like, just let me know. I'll make sure not to add it to the menu," he chuckled a bit as he tried not to pile his plate full of food, "or...yeah." He sniffed and continued to smile. Derek noticed the slight shift in Devon's facial expression, but didn't say anything about it.
Derek listened closely to Devon tell him about how he grew up. "That's very...interesting," he responded after a couple of seconds of quiet, "psychology is also an unique field to go into. Studying the way the human mind works is," he paused, " --it's formidable." Was that the right word to use? God he hoped so.
"As for me, I was born and raised in Raleigh, North Carolina. Life was...good. Though, I did struggle with bein' both gay and mutant among other thin's but it was good." Derek shoveled a spoonful of macaroni and cheese. Damn, he did do a good job, "though, when I first learned about my power I was sixteen. Stopped an overly aggressive animal from attackin' me."
"What about you? When did you find out that you had control over the weather, Windrider?"
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Derek would be forever grateful to Artair for introducing him to Jason. Now that they were up close, Derek could feel his face heat up. There was something about mutations that made Derek feel...giddy.
"H-Hi. I noticed you from the bar 'nd had to come talk to you," Derek started. He glanced over at Artair, then back at Jason, "I like your eyes by the way. They're like...shinin' stars." That was appreciate to say right? Derek didn't know. What he did know was that he just received a text message. He dipped his tongue out from his lips and started a smile a bit more.
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 5, 2017 21:29:43 GMT -6
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Derek gave Xavia the OK gesture, "I got you, boo. You don't have to rush. It isn't like the babies are goin' anywhere any time soon. Just use this time to relax and depress like you said," Derek understood needing time to think and just unravel. A lot had happened to Xavia and she was more than deserving of a break. That's partially why Derek stepped up with her and Mama and Delilah.
"...But just to be clear; I am Uncle Der Der, right? I mean, I've always wanted kids...sort of. Maybe. I'm still on the fence about that bit, but y'know." Derek grinned and stole one of onion rings.
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 5, 2017 21:11:06 GMT -6
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"...Am I a girl?" Derek asked looking up at Allegra. He slowly stood to his feet, "this is...this is..." he looked over his shoulder at his butt, then back at Allegra. "Am I at least pretty? Where's my phone?" He patted his pockets for it until he saw the phone sitting on the table next to his smoothie. Derek then went over to grab it to look at himself. "I am pretty!" He explained with a wide smile on his face. He turned to look at Allegra again. "This is pretty cool!" His voice even sounded different. He could get used to this. Though, there was something missing that he didn't want to live without.
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 5, 2017 20:46:11 GMT -6
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Pretty? Aw, the guy thought that Derek was attractive. Maybe he wouldn't fight back anymore. That was until he remembered that he had already given him a couple of blows. Yep, he was screwed. So Hercules wanted to charge at him, huh? Derek was prepared for that.
When he got close enough, he grabbed Hercules by his arm and flipped him over his shoulder using the momentum from the charge. Derek stumbled backwards, almost falling on his butt. He quickly looked around until he saw Rhett. "...Aren't you goin' to help?!" He asked, throwing his hands up in the air. He jogged over to him without waiting for an answer. "How are we gonna handle this problem? Call the cops? NYPD?"
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 4, 2017 17:58:42 GMT -6
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Derek yawned a bit and made sure to keep his eyes closed as he allowed his entire body to be submerged into the mud. He came back up a minute later. "So," Derek started as if everything was normal, "have you thought about doing either a natural birth or one with a lot of pain reliever?" He asked with a grin. If Derek was a girl, he would always go for a natural birth...that is until he would actually have the baby. Derek shivered a bit and flopped back down into the mud.
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 4, 2017 16:39:57 GMT -6
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"Right," Derek nodded his head. He understood that at least. Whenever someone was stronger than you -- super humanly so, you avoid close combat.
"..." Derek blinked. "...So you're basically like Sergeant USA? That's crazy," he paused, "in a good way! Only in a good way." He smiled at Ranger before stuffing his hands into his pockets. "My power is pretty simple: I can communicate and influence the behavior of animals. I also have a fox and some sort of moose called a Meese. It's a lot to explain." Derek decided to spar Ranger the details of that very strange evening.
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 3, 2017 12:54:25 GMT -6
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"Shot, yeah, I'll try not to," Derek was about to make a culturally aware statement, but decided against it. Instead, he continued to slurp down his fruity drink and ordered his sixth one. He should probably stop before he drowned himself or go into a coma, but he didn't want to.
Derek chewed his lip in anticipation and deep thought before taking in a deep breath, "that all sounds...amazin'. I can't deny." Especially the last bit of pretty guys taking off their clothes. It seemed like the perfect gift for him for being such a Disney Princess.
"Right," Derek made sure to make mental note of Scottish slang, "well, let's go get this bonnie," He nodded his head, "later I'll teach you some urban slang." Derek added with a grin.
"Smile, right," Derek took in a deep breath and looked over at Artair. He knew what he was doing, right? "The worse thin' that can happen that he says yes...or sense he is a mutant, he could set me on fire or drown me from the inside out," he stopped a couple of feet from him and gave a small wave when they made eye contact. He quickly reminded hismelf to smile, "I can't do this."
Sig made by KIMMIE Derek talks in a light southern accent.
Posted by Derek Menes on Jul 3, 2017 12:23:19 GMT -6
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Derek smiled at Jorge. He was so understanding! "Deal," Derek took the man's hand, but before he could, he was dealt a surprise attack to his chin.
"Uff!" Derek stumbled back and held his chin in disbelief. "Jorge!" He exclaimed. With a narrowing his eyes, he charged at older man and aimed for his mid section in a tackle.
As he was flying mid air, he knew that that was a bad idea. Not only was Jorge an X-Man, but he was always a police officer. If only Derek had the power of turning around and flying another way...too late now!
Derek sparred with Jorge for thirty minutes before the latter decided to call it quits. The former knew that he was going to be sore in the morning, but it was completely worth it. He thanked Jorge before heading up stairs to take another shower and crawl into bed.
