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 Riley Sommers on Jun 15, 2013 9:14:32 GMT -6
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This...was the weird thing about Aurum.
Riley had the situation firmly in hand, but she felt bad as Aurum made his way into the kitchen. In all honesty, she may have been reading that magazine, but she'd been mentally wringing her hands like a school girl from the time they'd hung up to the time he knocked on her door. The relief when he had finally walked inside had been palpable, but then she'd literally pushed him away.
Rubbing her upper arms with her hands, Riley made her way towards the kitchen, leaning on the little door frame that separated it from the small eating space.
Aurum in the kitchen was a sight to see. Riley figured it was what confidence looked like in human form, and she felt significant amounts of envy while she watched.
"I was worried." she said suddenly, frustrated at the color she felt rising in her cheeks. It was always like this with Aurum too, things just popped out of her mouth and then she had to backtrack and explain.
Posted by Riley Sommers on Jun 4, 2013 21:24:59 GMT -6
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Men.
There was a riot going on outside, and Aurum had obviously just ridden through it on his motorcycle. All that testosterone and adrenaline and whatever else people had a lot of when they survived doing incredibly stupid things were making him stupid.
Riley kissed him chastely on the lips then shoved him away.
"Food." she said firmly. "I want food." it was beside the point if that was really what she wanted. A girl had to have standards...plus a part of her was curious to see what amazingness Aurum would manage with the anorexic ingredients in her kitchen. It would be like a TV show! Who cared what Aurum had been through all day...Riley needed entertainment!
Posted by Riley Sommers on Jun 4, 2013 21:20:54 GMT -6
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Somewhat mollified by Aurum's admission, Riley settled in to learn how to do things right.
For a while...
Learning was hard when you really weren't all that interested in the subject matter being taught. Riley had spoken out of haste and just a little bit of jealousy...maybe...and now that they were actually cleaning things up and making new things, her attention span was starting to wane.
"Cooking like this takes a lot of time and energy. No wonder I failed...I thought I could speed things up with a few shortcuts." she said candidly.
Posted by Riley Sommers on Jun 3, 2013 21:29:28 GMT -6
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It was really hard for Riley to muster an appropriate amount of snark when Aurum was this close to her. He had that effect sometimes, and to be completely honest, it put her in a bad mood. She was the most self-assured person she had ever met, and Riley did not appreciate having that rug pulled right out from under her, just because her motorcycle riding, lawyer boyfriend was within arm's reach.
She opened her mouth to protest both his proximity and his description of the little disturbance outside, but had her perfectly logical comments silenced by the same set of lips who had spoken so undesirably a few moments before.
When the kiss was done, Riley frowned up at Aurum, "Well. Have at it, I guess...." This time it was she who stood on her toes to plant a kiss on Aurum's lips.
Posted by Riley Sommers on Jun 2, 2013 21:08:24 GMT -6
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Just a friend....Riley snorted. There was no such thing. She and Aurum were proof enough of that. Riley had thought that she'd managed to find a guy she could actually be friends with, then he'd gone and started taking her on dates...and kissing her on rooftops...and taking her ice skating...and riding in elevators with her. Part of her was still convinced it had all been part of an elaborate scheme.
This woman hadn't been a friend. "She was a date. But that's okay." she said, shoulders slumping slightly. Why did he have to make eye contact all the time? It was disconcerting that he was so damn honest...that he never tried to talk himself out of trouble.
Riley pouted slightly, and looked back at Aurum. Viletta was always a slightly sore subject for Riley...for some damn reason.
"Not even once?" she said, taking a couple steps towards Aurum. She looked up and around again.
Posted by Riley Sommers on Jun 2, 2013 20:27:05 GMT -6
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Yeah....
Maybe she'd exaggerated a bit when she'd said that she had easy mac. There was macaroni and cheese in a box in her cabinet, and some half and half in the fridge that hadn't expired yet. That would work, right?
Shrugging her shoulders and assuming that Aurum would be able to figure everything out, Riley moved into her livingroom and occupied herself with magazines until there was a knock on her door. Off she went to open it, not bothering to check out the peephole.
Sure enough...it was Aurum.
"Hey, come on in." she said, heading back to the couch and her magazine. "You really don't think a delivery guy could get through? You did."
Posted by Riley Sommers on Jun 2, 2013 20:19:46 GMT -6
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Suddenly, everything in the kitchen stopped. The dripping from the ceiling even stopped, and Riley dropped her hands on her hips.
"Oh, I'm not?" she said, eyebrows raised so high that they disappeared into her bangs.
Yeah....she really didn't care that all of this could be fixed. Of course it could be fixed, that had never been the point, and now Aurum was bringing up other women. Of course she wasn't the first girl who had been in here...but the cooking?
...it really shouldn't have been surprising either, since she never cooked...but still.
Posted by Riley Sommers on May 30, 2013 21:26:29 GMT -6
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While Aurum was talking, Riley was walking into the kitchen. She opened the door and stared at the contents of the refrigerator she probably hadn't opened since they had stocked it with some stuff. The brunette frowned. Did she want Aurum to risk it?
"Nah. Just come here. I'm sure we can scrounge something up. If all else fails I've got some Easy Mac in the cupboard."
There were people yelling outside, after all, and sirens blaring, and sometimes Aurum had one of those faces that begged to be punched. He needed to get off the street.
Posted by Riley Sommers on May 30, 2013 20:54:13 GMT -6
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Hole up...heh. In a lot of ways...yeah, her apartment was a hole.
The holes were still in the wall from the time Aurum had led mobsters to her apartment, and Riley could hear the sounds of the riots from her window. It was a damn inconvenience was what it was...she'd missed two shoots and rent was due in a week. People were getting sent home from work, but Riley was pretty sure that her old bat of a land lady wouldn't postpone rent day.
Oh. Had Aurum asked her something?
"Sure. I think you left some clothes here last time..."
There was going to be one problem.
"Do you think we're going to be able to order in?"
Posted by Riley Sommers on May 6, 2013 21:51:17 GMT -6
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Her back was to Aurum, but Riley actually cracked a bit of a smile at the thinly held control in her boyfriend's voice. The iron shackled control was slipping bit by bit, and he was starting to act like a normal person.
She'd made a huge mess, probably ruined some of his good cooking gear, and shunned his attempts to baby her stupid finger after she'd stupidly burned it. It was ridiculous that he was trying to be so nice.
Aurum had pointed out, again, that she hadn't needed to do anything for him. That he appreciated the gesture.
"Even if I wrecked the kitchen? And your suit? And the pots?"
She kept her back to him. Was she baiting him? Maybe just a little.
Posted by Riley Sommers on Apr 27, 2013 17:58:45 GMT -6
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"Clothes can be washed...." Riley mimed while Aurum was busy being all nice and sweet offering to get the first aid kit to deal with the nasty little burn she'd gotten from the nasty little pot. Her foot lashed out and kicked the thing. The kitchen was already a mess, what did it matter if things got a little messier? "You don't need to get the kit. It's not that bad."
Geez though...she'd really just wanted to do something nice, since Aurum did most (all) of the cooking when they stayed in. Now there was...sauce(?) splattered everywhere, her fingers throbbed, and there was still something smoking on the stovetop. The brunette moved to turn the burner off, then sighed.
"I guess we can order in...but it's my treat, and you're going to change before you help with anything." she decreed imperiously, still studying the steadily reddening welts on her fingertips. Those were going to smart in the morning.
Posted by Riley Sommers on Apr 4, 2013 20:57:34 GMT -6
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Thai food?
Riley shrugged her shoulders to the suggestion. No, she didn't want Thai food...she wanted what she'd been trying to make. That's why she'd found the recipes, gone to the store, and spent her whole afternoon trying to make something nice. It really sucked that things hadn't worked out.
And honestly, Aurum's even-keeled nice-guy persona wasn't helping. He complimented her on the apron, and Riley looked down at herself. She was a mess. There was food everywhere, and now they were going to have to clean everything up.
Aurum went right into the kitchen and started clearing off the counters.
"Don't!" she exclaimed, moving to shut off the stovetop. "You'll mess up your fancy lawyer clothes."
What was it he'd said about showing her around a kitchen.
"I don't see what's so stinking hard about the whole thing. It's just directions."
Yup. She was in a bit of a pout...compounded by the fact that she wasn't careful enough when picking up one of the pots from the stove top. It crashed to the floor, and a burned finger went in a mouth.
Posted by Riley Sommers on Apr 4, 2013 20:02:23 GMT -6
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He thanked her. Damn the man!
Riley didn't know why, but at the moment she'd have much rather he'd been mad. That was how a person was supposed to react when they came home to an absolute disaster in their kitchen...they weren't supposed to stare around like they were stupid, then thank the person at fault.
Riley plopped her fists on her hips and scowled as he asked what she'd cooked.
"It was supposed to be all sorts of things." she said on a huff, "But it didn't turn out that way. Obviously." she hadn't had the schema. It had been too much. How did he make it look so easy?
Blue eyes followed Aurum's head as it looked around the kitchen. Riley didn't do sheepish well, so she just frowned some more, "I was going to clean it up..."
Posted by Riley Sommers on Apr 4, 2013 19:44:39 GMT -6
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Dammit. Dammit. DAMMIT.
Riley was staring up at the ceiling, where what was supposed to be dinner was dripping down onto the counter. She pulled her eyes away and looked at the stove, it was covered with....stuff that had boiled out of the pots and congealed into...something on the space between the burners. It smelled like garbage.
How had this happened?! Riley stomped her foot and growled at the whole boiling, spilling, splattering mess. She had followed the recipe book to the last word...or had at least tried to. The recipe had seemed easy at first, but then she'd gotten to all the vocabulary words she hadn't known. A smart phone was a great resource, but the problem was that when you were trying to do a search for a word, the pots boiled over, and the food in the pans burned...then you were putting out fires, and not paying attention to the bot you'd put a lid on. Then that exploded all over the ceiling and you were screwed.
She'd been planning to clean it up...she really had. She'd also planned to run out and grab something to eat before Aurum got home...that was why he'd given her a key. It hadn't been because she spent as much time at his place as hers these days, and it definitely wasn't any sign of deeper commitment. They were still coasting, being casual, being them. All of it was going well, and so would her plan.
At least until Aurum got home early.
SO there was, standing in the middle of all the chaos...bubbles still boiling their way over the side of pots when he opened the door.
Aurum said her name...and Riley put on the best smile she could manage.
"Uh...hey." she said, trying to wipe her hands on the apron she still wore. "I cooked...."
