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.
Zek ignored his request to lend him his trench coat. Carrick probably could have taken it from him if he wanted, he’d seen Zek fight but that’s a good way to get stuck back in the pocket dimension and he’d just escaped from there. The smell of something burning wafted down the sewers which was causing him to fight a gaging sensation. Was it sage? So he focused on the other smells, one coming from Juniper as she tried to distract him by singing and gesticulating.
”Don’t think anyone would try to eat me, more of being stuck in a cage again or... underground. Fire’s nothing!” he opened his wings a bit as he yelled it and his wings smacked the sides of the walls and he felt like the walls were closing in on him. He closes his eyes and took a breath trying to think of something else. Like how he was naked... underground.
”G-irl, I’m gonna take you on a superfantastic trip. Baby you haven’t had nothing till ya had me Miracle whip.” he said trying not to show off how uncomfortable he was in the given situation. ”Thanks Mayo.” he said to Juniper.
”Anyway but towards the sign that says ‘WellDrinkers’ don’t know why anyone would burn sage fer a dance-off or a cook-off.” he said pulling his wings tighter around his body so he didn’t have to have them brush up against the walls.
So she admitted to cheating! She wasn’t racing in the first place! That was all he needed to hear to let his false victory go to his head and causing his tail to start dancing behind him. Now he didn’t have to try and out fall her. Yep, that was how he was planning on winning. First one to the ground, he’d of course use his wings to build up a little speed hoping he was more areodynamic.
”Nah, the city would know if I was having a fit.” he said meaning the different kind. He’d be doing a lot more roaring and swearing, that bottle would have also been broken. As much as he never would admit it he was his father’s son. Tail and all.
”Trying ta get better at dancing and it’s twenty-twenty one. About time they added a flying act to the Rockettes. They don’t even rock!” he said kicking his leg out trying his best to imitate the few times he ahd seen the dance. Plastered on smile and everything as she circled him. Why did everyone always circle him?
”Careful! That’s an expensive bottle and I haven’t finished enjoying it yet. Ya know the distillery was a few miles from me mums place?” he asked taking his top hat twirling it on his fingers then setting it back on his head.
Acting out he was being pulled over he looked out an imaginary window after struggling to roll it down,”Sorry officer was I Speedin’?” he said before asking, ”Carrick.” he said his name again when she gestured to him. Seriously, it wasn’t that hard between her and Zek he knew who was worse though. He was pretty sure Zek was actively trying to get his name wrong.
”Or is it because of me tail?” he looked back to the tail then to the bottle, ”Ah... because I’m different then the ‘other’ mutants I shouldn’t be drinking this fine bottle of whiskey?” he shook his head top hat and all pretending to be offended. ”I’d expect this kind of attitude from the Princess,” she was better now, ”Or some other Atlantians... but you? I’m not mad... just disappointed.”
Carrick took a few steps over to Raine and the bottle and scooped up the bottle. ”Well, if yer gonna be like that I can be on me way.” he said before tilting his new hat to her. He wasn’t leaving he just took a few steps away before taking a swig of the bottle then grinning.
”and you thought that was a good idea?” the icemancer rolled his lone eye at the rambunctious Irishman as he finished explaining everything to him. Normally Sam wouldn’t want to get involved with the kids fights but it could lead to an international incident and well, Sam just didn’t want to give Eve any more paperwork than she already had and he’d rather not get chewed out for not getting involved. There were too many ‘hands-on’ teachers in the mansion and well this was more up his alley then most of the other instructors.
Hefting the large bag of gems he had gotten from Sam months earlier he threw it on the floor as his voice rose, ”Ya gonna help me or not. Cause I’m sure SUPER would love to help out with the situation. Just figured since, ya know, we’re both students here you’d want to help me. Plus she’s a diplomat. I’m going with or without ya.” he said puffing out his chest and staring the icemancer down while his eyes turned to slits. Carrick was ready to swing on someone. He’d probably get his tailed butt kicked but the self-defense teacher would know he was in a fight. Heck the whole mansion would know before it started.
The growling subsided. It wasn’t often Carrick felt this aggressive but they had the Princess and technically it was his fault. If he didn’t try to cheat the pawn broker and then the weird people who tried to get the gems that he used to cheat the broker she wouldn’t have been abducted after one of their dates
Basically, he felt guilty and now was trying to put a team together to rescue her. Without calling his Moms that would clue them in on some of his hobbies he knew they’d frown upon.
Sam scratched the back of his neck and looked over to Gawain whom he just got out of a danger room session with. ”She must mean something to you.” he finally said grinning. Carrick avoided everyone’s eyes at that point and looked to the nearest window. They hadn’t talked about what they were. She wasn’t supposed to date let alone someone who looked like him.
”Good for you kid. What do you think Gawain? Can we help him save his girlfriend our or should I ask your wife? Who’s on kid duty tonight?” the icemancer teased. One of them specialized in extractions. It wasn’t his wife but Sam could make do. He was sure either of them would want to stretch their legs.
”I don’t care whose helping, I just want to make sure she’s safe.” he said reaching down and lifting the bag. It was heavy but it was fine, he was still pumped from adrenaline after the phone call. ”Got less than an hour to meet them. They said not to bring anyone but I’ve seen enough movies ta know a double cross. When I sees it.” he said frowning hefting the bag once more then heading to the nearest window.
Carrick smirked, ”Why there are so many tricks then innit?” Carrick asked stopping his reach when she held it off a bit. It was hers to begin with and if she was thirsty more power to her. He could wait.
”Ohhhh,” he said it all coming together when her hand disappeared into a lock. ”The ol’ B&E...” he looked around keeping his head fixed hoping there wasn’t a camera around. The last thing he needed now that he was off of probation was to be caught. If anything Carrick was trying to do less of this.
”If I had me lock set I could have gotten in.” he said off handedly. ”Mind if we snag any security tapes fer the night or just erase them?” he asked as he did a mock bow with his shoes and shirt over one of his shoulders. ”Ladies first.” he looked up and she was gone. Before he could look around for her she reemerged and he was grabbed and dragged... through the door?
She was already heading to the front desk while Carrick was studying the door batting his tail against the window so he didn’t leave any finger prints. ”How?” suddenly the bottle trick made sense. She wasn’t a magician! She was just a mutant.
”Dunno, been a long time since I was here last...” before he went back home and decided to deage himself. ”Manta rays.” he said quickly in response. One of his favorite underwater flying creatures next to sea turtles. ”Heard seal’s are pretty mean.” he said looking around.
Carrick had heard once, ‘dance like no one was watching’ which was stupid because he preferred when people watched, he might have not been very good at freestyle dancing but he was trying to get better and what better way then dancing with yourself? Dancing with a blonde onlooker that couldn’t get his name right.
”Bird man!” he corrected. He was over eighteen so in his mind if he could be tried as an adult for crimes he would allegedly commit then he thought it was best everyone stopped calling him anything ‘boy’ in it. Flapping his wings a little he lifted himself and ‘airwalked’ over to the source of the voice.
”Hey Snow, flying high over ‘ere. Great night so far!” he smirked twirling an expensive looking cane that matched with the top hat and the expensive bottle of whiskey that sat off to the side. He might have found them recently and decided to do a little post dance celebration. He always wanted a top hat and now he didn’t need to by one.
Carrick’s feet touched down, ”Yerself? Come ta cheat at another race, love?” he asked adding his normal swagger to the question as he folded his arms. ”Been trying to come up with ways to beat ya.” he still wasn’t over it. First time he ever lost a race in the air with something that wasn’t a machine.
The shifter smirked at Zek having a bestie, he also had the scary thought that Zek happened to be one of his best friends. Best friends capture you in a pocket dimension all the time right? He didn’t voice his thoughts but reached out to whatever was launched at him. He held on to it for a second then looked back to Juniper and then dropped the underwear his face going red.
”I can wait, lace chafes...” he said looking over to Zek. ”Actually give me yer trench coat. Ya won’t learn to grab me clothes unless ya realize that it pays to bring me clothes after a shift.” he said holding out his hand for Zek’s trench coat. ”Gimmie.”
Carrick reluctantly followed to where ever Zek and Juniper were going. He took last because he was still naked and didn’t feel like giving either of them a show and well they were going underground and he didn’t like to go underground. At least the way he came he knew was safe so if there was a cave in on the way to a dance party or cooking class he knew which way to go.
All he knew was it was a strange place to have a cooking party and because he was with Zek, ”I see a cage, I’m outta here.” his voice slightly weak from the fear of being underground. He followed close to whoever was in front of him. Burrows were fine, caves and sewers not so much.
It was late, was it late enough? He didn’t bother asking when she said free that was good enough for him. Some of the best stuff in the world was free.
His hand carrying the bottle went light when she grabbed it out of his hand, it distracted him more than her responses. ”Hold up, yer bored but could pull a magic trick like that off?” he paused and reached for the bottle, ”Again, got to see how ya did it.” was it a sliegt of hand or was it the Rumquila or an ability.
”Seen three before one here and two just now back there.” he thumbed the direction of the beach. Yeah they had someone who could turn into a shark, he counted that but he did see happen to see another one swimming in the waters where he took off from. He neglected to tell everyone else that. He was such a hero so much so he deserved this.
”I mostly can do card tricks, and flash powder. Everything is wet though otherwise I’d compare notes.” he said always wanting to perfect his passions. Carrick looked at the entrance and frowned. ”Looks like they’re closed.” he said leaning into the door peering through his hands. His catlike eyes only picked up on the things in the tanks moving around.
Carrick chuckled at Zek’s pun, either intended or not. ”I always rose to the challenge.” he said grinning then nodding, ”Good looking lot though. Can’t say I blame ‘em. I would have charged fer me help too.”
Watching Zek wave his stomach around he laughed again, ”Sure they’d charge ya fer the lessons. Cash is kings round here.” he said not even attempting the belly dancing some people were just born with it. He however was just born with his wings and tail and good looks.
The lights kicked back on and Carrick looked around for a familiar face but saw none. Just a stranger who stood off to the side of the entrance studying them. He blinked and waved then looked to Zek, ”You know her?” Carrick asked before hearing the voice of Tiny behind them, “Half-pint, relive the spotlight later. Time to catch up, we’re all pumped you decided to visit.” Carrick looked back to the strange woman who stood at the entrance then turned to Zek.
”Yer in fer it now mate, never partied with the circus folk before have ya? About to get wild!” he said as he hopped a few times grinned and then went after tiny.
”Didn’t start that way...” he nodded then smirked at her reveal of the mistletoe. Luckily for Carrick that was a pretty clear sign. ”It’s alright.” he said leaning in to kiss her. His wings took him down another foot till his boots touched down in a soft crunch from the snow.
”Do you want to go back inside and continue this? Got a few hours left before me birthday’s said and done with.” he grinned still purring as he set the Princess down.
Carrick flexed his arms a little bit glad he didn’t have to keep them locked any longer but not one to complain. Having enjoyed the gift. He reached for her hand to hold while he started to walk for the mansion entrance which wasn’t far, ”Best Christmas ever.” he smirked.
He didn’t respond to the question the only person he ever thought of kissing before was Liz and if possible he was even more awkward before and that was the furthest thing from his mind then. Now he was holding the Princess and not getting a nose bleed after kissing her. Getting older was great.
”Ya say that now.” he grinned his eyes shifted to her then back to everything else, ”Not sure I want ya going one way or the other.” he liked both, a lot.
”Don’t think so, not sure I can really give it back now anyways.” they were a few feet above the ground now but he didn’t say anything hoping she wouldn’t notice now. Seeing as she just opened her eyes. ”You’ll enjoy flying with me one day I’m sure. Maybe we can have the big guy take ya out. Though he likes ta have more fun with it.” he chuckled.
”Still was a pretty awesome gift didn’t think we’d be kissing midflight today, didn’t think I’d be doing anything today honestly.” he said turning so the mansion could be seen behind him.
The shifter raised an eyebrow not sure how to take the comment, that was a weird thing to have to worry about. ”You can hold on to the guitar?” he asked offering it back a little confused by the situation. ”or sit on ‘em.” he took the offered bottle ”Usually what I do.” he smirked.
”Oh they open late? Must have changed since I was last there.” Carrick replied completely oblivious. ”Sharks? Thought that was dolphins. He looked to the bottle of Rumquila then back to her. Did he hear her correctly? He took a swig not sure if he should follow or go to the fire.
He was already wet and he hadn’t been to the aquarium in a few years. Maybe they took wet money? He did his three point check on his person with the bottle in hand and guitar in the other. He tapped his shirt and looked back to where he was sitting before and spotted his beat-up sneakers. Glad he had enough foresight he grabbed them and then flapped his wings twice before closing the distance to Juniper.
”Already swam once tonight. Guess it could be fun to go fer another.” his wings folded up behind him. ”What’s the rate of admission now anyways?” he asked curiously.
Carrick wanted to move his hands but was worried he was going to drop and ruin the moment. Probably the rest of the week too, which he didn’t want so he kept his arms locked while they kissed. After a moment his eyes opened and he pulled his head back still purring.
”Wanted one of those fer a while now, truth be told, was the first time I kissed anyone in the air. Should do that more.” One of the reasons he stopped, multitasking and flying was something he tried not to do. There was too much going on.
She hadn’t opened her eyes yet. He smirked and slowed the rate of his flapping so they slowly descended, ”Ya know it defeats the purpose of flying with me if ya keep yer eyes closed the entire time...” he shifted his body and started to circle as they lowered. The trees covered in white slowly came closer along with the mansion.
”Oh?” on cue he stopped trying not to purr the result was apparent when his chest started to rumble. He had might have been trying not to this whole time worried that the Princess thought it was weird.
Carrick grinned at everything else until he had to adjust his wings, ”Tail took offense to it.” he didn’t look back mid flight but could feel his flying changed a little after the comment.
<<< "I like you. I just don't know what to do with it."
His wings shifted and they stopped in the air rising a bit from the drag. He’d apologize for the sudden maneuver later. ”What do ya mean? he asked confused. ”Kiss me?” he smirked looking at her ignoring everything else below them.
The shifter appeared in a ball of light wings fully open, he never understood if it was because of his abilities or because Zek somehow always knew the proper placement for him but he appeared and flapped once keeping himself airborne, ”**k sakes at least let me grab me clothes....” he just had finished shifting back and was moving to his clothes when he saw the light.
However when he appeared he looked down realized he was naked, without his clothes anywhere in sight and it was dark now made more than anything he snapped, ”No I don’t want a cookie... and what’s that smell? Smells like a clown threw up a rainbow?” he landed out of the vomit and folded his arms at Zek before he realized there was mixed company.
”J-Juniper? Hey love, you know him too? Sorry to hear that.” his face started turning red and he used his wings to cover himself. ”Now, mate. Tell me ya grabbed me clothes at least?” he looked around, ”Next question, where are we and why are we here.” he paused for a second then looked up, ”Follow up, how long did ya ball me for?” hopefully it wasn’t long enough for his mothers over at SUPER to get upset. Technically he was kidnapped.
”Tiny? the shifter asked before responding with a hand diving into the bag of snacks Zek had produced. ”More like me getting into trouble and him getting me out of it. I was smaller as a kid but me mouth kept running. Tiny just looked out fer me.” he said shoveling a handful of popcorn into his mouth. He started saying more but then stopped when the lights started to dim more.
Carrick didn’t realize how much he missed the place till the drumroll started, “Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls of all ages! Welcome to the show!”
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The clapping continued for a few minutes after the final bow and Carrick spotted all the familiar faces. He let out a few loud whistles and shouted, ”Great show!” while his tail was swaying behind him he shoveled a little more popcorn into his mouth. ”Yer out of popcorn. Have to get more when we leave, but what a show right? I know, it was missing the core of the high flying act but they did the best they could without me.” Carrick said a little bummed they omitted his act. They could have at least attempted to find another flier all those flaming rings went to waste.
Instead of clearing out with the rest of the spectators Carrick waited till the place cleared out and then walked down to the center of the main ring where the ringmaster led the show. With everyone gone it was eerie. ”Yer in fer a treat. The after party after the shows are usually pretty fun. Just don’t stand next to the fire breathers.” he said smirking.
