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 Locke N. Tori on Apr 12, 2012 22:06:35 GMT -6
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Locke wanted to know who was sending the pictures. Who had all these pictures? Why? His Dad had taken some of the pictures, he could remember a few of t hem. Locke had never gone to the CVS to pick up photos when they were developed. Unlike most kids when Locke was young he had no interest in cameras. He paid little to no attention to the disposable cameras that were purchased. If it had been up to him one camera would have lasted from first grade up until high school.
But just because Locke could guess who had taken most of the pictures didn’t mean he knew who had gotten them. His father hadn’t been a social butterfly either, at least not with people he actually saw. The internet was an excellent way to talk to people without having to reveal who you really were. Locke knew that Hugo would chat with clients on projects he was working on, occasionally asking opinions from members of the programming forums he was a part of. With Kendra always on the hunt for anything dangerous or suspicious of the web, Locke had serious doubts that she would have let Hugo get away with sharing photos of his son with people he had never even met.
”Yeah it is stupid,” Locke agreed with Chase. Mutations existed to be used. You aren’t born with something extra if it is just going to hinder you. Locke could pick up on earth vibrations, so he used that to see where he couldn’t physically see. Chase could turn into someone by touching an object, instant hiding powers there. But just because you could do something didn’t always mean that you should. Walking around with Fluffy all day would be awesome, but impractical. ”It’s stupid, but it’s safe.”
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Apr 4, 2012 22:43:30 GMT -6
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The stalker's photos were much more interesting to Chase than the dictionary, or maybe the kid just wanted to get away from his homework. The plus side of not knowing what a stalker is was that Chase could look at the pictures without fear. To him they must be nothing more than photos that needed an album. "Yeah, of course I want to know who had them first. Detective Cervantes is looking into that for me," Locke wasn't watching Chase. For his own sanity he wasn't looking at the pictures, focusing instead on his laptop. Whatever Chase was thinking, Locke had no clue. He had no reason to suspect that Chase would think about turning into the one the photos had come from. On Halloween the kid had chosen the item that would be least likely to cause him to change into someone else.
Chase offered to use his powers to give Locke the information that he so wanted. It was tempting. The police hadn't really come up with anything yet. The photos simply had too many fingerprints on them to say who they had come from. Locke hadn't thought at any point not to touch them, so there was not only the first owners, but Hugo's, anyone that the owner had shown the picture to, Locke's and Ms. T's. "Chase, it's not going to be my Grandma. Grandmas are sane. Well.. sort of sane." Locke wasn't familiar with his grandparents. His dad had distanced himself from his family, and Locke wasn't sure if the grandma he remembered was on his mom's side or not.
"Thanks for the offer, but I can't let you do that Kid Death," the teen decided. It was going to drive him mad to know that there was someone running around New York waiting to snap a shot for whatever twisted reason. Better though that Locke go mad than to let Chase be exposed to stalkers. "Sometimes adults do some scary things. Whoever sent them to me is being scary."
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 22, 2012 13:51:38 GMT -6
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No doubt about it, Chase thought Locke was crazy to say that Chase’s brain wasn’t the problem here. ”Really Chase, you’re not stupid or anything. English can be tough. My friend Eaan is in a grade higher than me and he’s failed it three times. Three!” Chase’s handwriting, while still young, actually looked like letters instead of alien cipher. ”But you know what’s the important thing? ‘Never, never, never give up.’ Winston Churchill said that, and he was a great man.”
There was hesitation when Locke offered Chase his dictionary. It probably was because of Chase’s mutation, but the teen thought it was because Chase now was facing not only a book, but a book that had everything about Chase’s least favorite topic stuffed in it. ”Yeah, I’ve had it for years,” The length of time Locke had his dictionary probably wasn’t important, since there was something else that Chase was interested in. It was the few pictures that he had kept in the dictionary and forgotten were there. Detective Cervantes had taken some of them for evidence, but so far there had no new news.
The look on Locke’s face was a fear entirely different from the fear of a pop quiz in math. ”Oh, yeah, those. Um… I don’t know who’s they are, but those are pictures of me when I was younger than you are now,” Honesty was important to Locke, but there were things that he couldn’t bring himself to explain to kids. Chase had enough to worry about with his homework Why should he worry about Locke getting strange mail?
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 18, 2012 22:00:27 GMT -6
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”You’re smart Chase,” Locke said. And he was. The problem was that Chase didn’t realize it. ”But you got to be more flexible.” Oh how ironic. Locke, the rock man, telling someone to be flexible. Having little siblings got him to loosen up a little, but over all Locke wasn’t the type to sway on a subject. Like Chase he followed logic, it was why he couldn’t process some of the things that Eaan did. By all means his logic ruled mind should do well at math. Math was anything but illogical, yet that was the subject Locke floundered in the most. ”English is about what can be, not always what is.”
Now might be the time to hand over the dictionary. Chase was lost, and Locke wanted the boy to find the answers. He wasn’t going to just give Chase all the meanings for plant. Hugo had never just given Locke the answers to his homework. Locke had to get to them on his own. ”You know, a dictionary is really useful when you work on English homework,” Locke said, sliding his over, ”If you aren’t sure if you spelled a word right it’s better than spellcheck on a computer. Sometimes it gives you different words that you can use so you don’t say the same thing over and over again. It also will tell you what is plant.”
This time Locke purposefully put a thick fake accent on the broken English. If Locke didn't throw something ridiculous in then this study session was no different than having to sit and ask the teacher over and over to explain something. Learning happened easier when you are relaxed. If Locke wasn't as stressed he did much better on his tests. One of the first things that teachers recommended in high school for those that would take the SAT was to wear comfortable clothes. Minds work better when the body isn't tensed.
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 14, 2012 16:40:35 GMT -6
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It wasn't like Chase was stupid. That much Locke could see. The problem was that Chase had hit a wall and didn't know how to get past it, or maybe didn't even want to. Maybe what Chase wanted wasn't to do his homework, but rather to have it done. Learning by teaching wasn't going too well. Determined not to give up quite yet Locke had asked "Alright, so a plant is something that grows. How does it get in the ground in the first place?"
He hadn't answered Chase's question and the boy wasn't hiding his frustration about that. Well, he was going to have to get use to that. Sometimes you don't get answers because someone is trying to make a point. "Alright, so it starts as a seed, but how did the seed get in the ground?" The failed green bean experiment had proven that Locke knew that plants came from seeds. He could have failed the project, and he did, but Locke had planted the seed in the dirt. It just never grew.
This was his last attempt to get Chase to recognize that you planted plants. If asking about the seed didn't get Chase there, Locke was going to give him the dictionary to help him out. Yes Chase's assignment was smaller and simpler than Locke's, but he couldn't keep trying to pull the answers out of him. Locke needed to get some of his own work done. Hopefully Chase knew how to use a dictionary. What grade did Locke have to use one himself?
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 13, 2012 10:27:27 GMT -6
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Chase's anguish was palatable. Locke knew the frustration of being stuck on your least favorite subject and struggling through it. Your mind feels as though it no longer works properly because if it did then surely you would be able to breeze through this. How much more worse it must be when the subject was something that you did use on a regular basis? It wasn't as though Locke needed to find the cosine in his day to day life. Chase spoke the language that was giving him such problems. He knew what the words were, but he couldn't get the words to work for him.
"It's not that bad. Wait until you take another language. Learning Spanish is all about memorizing different endings for words and then you find out that sometimes the beginnings of words change." Locke hated irregular verbs in Spanish. He could remember how he was suppose to spell them, which was a good thing because for the life of him he could never remember the pronunciation.
It was time to offer Chase some more help. Right now it looked like Chase had no problem understanding what his assignment was. The directions were plain and clear. What made things complicated was trying to do it. "Alright, pretend that you're trying to teach me words. How would you describe 'plant'?" Sometimes his dad would do something similar with Locke when it came to science homework. If Locke had to explain something that he didn't know it made him think harder about it. There had been many topics in his science classes in elementary school where Locke said he didn't understand it, when in reality he did. He hated the subject so much that his mind told him that he didn't know anything, but explaining it showed that he got it. "What is plant?"
The grammer in his question made Locke want to smack his face with his palm. Here he was trying to get Chase to understand the language and now he was speaking like some fresh off the boat foreigner. He didn't even have an exotic sounding accent, so it just made him look like an idiot. But Locke didn't mind too much looking like an idiot to a kid. Better to look the fool to them than someone scary.
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 12, 2012 18:27:53 GMT -6
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It felt weird to have a small child try to stare into his brain. Locke knew that was what Chase was doing, because he often had done the exact same thing many times before, with anyone trying to teach him his hated subjects. He wanted them to tell him what the answer was, not how to get to it. Yes he knew that unless he knew how to do it himself it was pointless to know the answer, but that didn’t mean that on days when he just wasn’t getting it that he didn’t want someone to get his suffering over faster. Well, there were students here that probably could tell what you were thinking just by looking into your eyes, but Chase wasn’t one of them. He was going to have to figure out the watch thing on his own
Which given time he managed to do. That rare smile that was usually reserved only for Chris or Mai was now given to Chase. It took the kid some time, but when he got it, he got it. Chase was better off than Locke. If Locke didn’t get the assignment he kept trying the same stupid things over and over again. He was consistent, but he was also stubborn and determined to show that the way he was doing it could work. It never did, but Locke couldn’t understand the right way. ”Yes. Watch can mean the time telling thing, and it can mean to see something. Sometimes a word doesn’t mean just a thing. Like a fish isn’t just what swims in a tank. It’s also used for how you catch one. You go fishing for fish.”
Some of the words might be harder to think of the different definitions without a dictionary. Locke had brought his down with him. How many teenagers actually used their dictionaries on a regular basis for homework other than to look up the spelling of a word? Not only did he use his dictionary for his English homework, he also enjoyed the function of the thesaurus.
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 11, 2012 22:48:38 GMT -6
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Ok, so maybe using names hadn't been the best idea. Chase seemed to be stuck on a second definition of words being a name. Should have stuck with the oranges. "Almost. Watch as in clock is one meaning. But there's another one. What do you do when Spongebob is on?" It was important that Chase get to the answer on his own. As much as Locke hated it at the time, he now understood why his dad wanted Locke to understand how six times five is thirty.
"I get excited!"[/i] Chase answered Locke's question. Well, ask a dumb question of a kid and expect an answer that is brilliantly dull. Of course Chase would get excited when Spongebob is on. Locke should have known to expect an answer that had to do with emotions rather than actions. High school health class had given him an equation. E for emotion over L for logic equals child. L over E equals adult. E, plus A for alcohol, over L equals child. Chase was still an E on top.
"Besides that," Locke said, giving Chase a smile. The answer might have been wrong, along with the kid's approach to his assignment, but that wasn't any reason to go hard on him. Maybe what Chase needed was to think of the list of words in more than just nouns as was the case for watch. What grade did they start teaching you the different parts of grammar that a word could be? Chase didn't need to know about adverbs, conjunctions, or dangling participles. Just that sometimes a word can be an action instead of an object. "To see what happens on Spongebob you need to do something with the TV. You what Spongebob?"
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 11, 2012 18:00:32 GMT -6
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The teen looked over Chase's mostly blank homework sheet. The assignment made sense to him, but there was a significant age gap between him and his pupil. It had been some time since Locke got to sit down with a little kid and help them with their homework. The easier work was a nice break from what he had to do, a chance for his brain to do something mindless and effortless. Words with double meanings? Not a problem at all. The challenging part was finding a way to get it to not be a problem for Chase.
"Alright," he said, thinking of his angle of approach, "You know what an orange is. It's a type of fruit. It's also a color. That's what these words are like. Oranges and oranges. Or... our names. Chase can mean to run after something, but it also means you. I'm Locke and my name can mean the thing that you put a key in, or something to do with boats and water." Technically those were spelled two different ways, which made them more of a homonym instead of a word with many meanings. No need to confuse Chase more by filling him in on that bit of information. There were plenty of words that meant more than one thing. It was hardly any wonder that English was one of the hardest languages to learn.
"You're suppose to think up something to say that has each different meaning for the word. Like you could say 'My name is Chase,' and then for the other meaning 'A dog will chase a rabbit.'" Chase's name wasn't on the list of words for him to figure out meanings and sentences for, so Locke had no problem giving him a clear example. If Chase asked he might help to think of how stamp could mean something other than postage, but he was not going to just give the kid all the answers.
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 9, 2012 12:57:09 GMT -6
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Ah the sounds of a stampeding buffalo, or rather an excited nine year old. Chase had started off relatively calmly in the library, walking at the pace that was acceptable for such a studious environment, then Locke picked up on the run. If not for the carpet he was sure that when Chase hit the breaks the boy would slide and crash into the table. He knew that having someone help out with your least favorite subjects was a great thing, but it wasn’t that amazing. Locke’s best guess was that because the two of them usually getting together involved chocolate, Chase probably thought Locke was pretty cool. ”Hey Chase,” the Californian greeted Chase.
As you go through school it seemed that not only did you get more work, but you also got thicker and heavier text books. Looking at Chase’s materials Locke almost wanted to laugh. Why did little kids get backpacks that have wheels when their homework and books weighed next to nothing, but once you get to high school any one of your books would cause a concussion if it should ever fall on your head, the only options you have for book bags are ones that either will break your back or strangle your neck. It was right up there with having kindergartners take a nap during the middle of the day, yet when you are in high school it’s frowned upon to fall asleep at any point.
”I’m doing fine.” History essay was put on hold for the moment so that he could learn what Chase’s assignment was. Chances were high that it was on a topic that Locke knew. History repeats itself in the sense that you learn the same parts of history over and over again. Each time that you are taught about the American Revolution or the Civil War a little more information is given. As was he was learning more about the industrial revolution that happened in Europe. ”What do you need help with today?”
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 7, 2012 19:47:20 GMT -6
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History and English had always been Locke's strongest classes. He enjoyed the memorization of historic dates, reading about the battles that the brave fought for purposes that did not always seem clear at the time. History never changed, it was consistent, already determined. It wasn't like math where the right answer changed overtime, where the thing you had to figure out could be anything. America was not settled by the Australians, no queen of France ever said "Hey do you want pizza?". History made sense, because once you understood the first part of it, you could see where the later bits came in. When was the last time that someone told you that you could predict the next prime number based upon the first three?
Science was worse in some ways. Science was all about the unknown. Do potatoes really generate electricity? How does one determine terminal velocity? Is the earth really turning, or is it just the stars and sun moving? The only saving grace for science is that it explained things like earthquakes and Locke learned about the Moh's hardness scale.
English had uncertainty too, but it was the good kind. This kind of uncertainty had to do with viewpoints, not a number or a fact that could not be interpreted in a new way. Locke had eagerly laughed at the Simpson's episode when Lisa was asked how a number felt. That was the sort of math he could do. You could b.s. your way through that.
Helping Chase out was no big deal really. Yeah Locke was still under a mountain of work to make up, but Chase had his own work to do too. While Locke worked on his own history essay he could give Chase direction. Given that he wanted to go to college for childhood development it was probably a good idea to interact with kids in a more educational way than to pop in a video that promotes positive behaviors.
The stack of homework and classwork that Locke was going through never seemed to decrease as he worked not only on this marking period's work, but the previous one as well. Logically he had to be making it dwindle, it wasn't as though the past period had increased in size, so he had to be going through it. It just was every time he managed to get one assignment finished, there was yet another one that had to be done if he wanted his grades to improve for this semester. But he was Locke Tori, the Earthwalker, and he could make a mole hill out of a mountain. This was going to get done.
Your Ex-Lover Is Dead by Stars was playing softly on his laptop as he double checked his reference. No chocolate this time for Kid Death. Chase was going to have to focus, and that's hard to do when you're on a sugar buzz. Snacks really didn't belong in a library, but Locke snuck in a few of those peanut butter cheese cracker thingies. Now all he needed was his study companion for the evening.
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 7, 2012 19:18:41 GMT -6
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Name: Renee Price Age: Mid fourties Personality: Renee has never been entirely stable. She tends to be overwhelmed by that which she cannot control, and she wants control over every aspect of her life. Mutation: Ms. Price causes tremors in others bodies by contact, the longer the contact, the stronger the tremor.
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Mar 2, 2012 14:05:40 GMT -6
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Complicated indeed, more complicated then things were for Locke. Chase's birth family was still alive, or at least that was the assumption that Locke was going to operate under, which meant that he still had blood relatives, which if not for the birth of the twins, Locke would not have. It wasn't his place to question why Chase had been removed from his actual family and and given a new mommy. The kid was young and given how messed up things had to be for you to get a new family, it probably was a painful topic. "Blood isn't everything," Locke comforted Chase, "Family is the ones that love you and that you love. They're the ones that laugh with you when you play games and sing happy birthday to you."
Locke remembered how Chase had never gone Trick-or-Treating before, but what sort of parents didn't acknowledge a kid's birthday? Chase had to have had birthdays since he had a twin. "Russel and Abigail are still there, but you get a choice now. Do you still want them as your brother and sister? I'm sure your new mom would understand if you told her if you wanted to see them again or not."
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Feb 25, 2012 23:17:23 GMT -6
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Food always tastes best when eaten in the kitchen, especially if it is just off the stove. A kitchen meant comfort, and food brought that as well. To Locke it was sort of like climbing into a freshly made bed after a shower. You just feel so warm and comfortable inside and out. While Chase was the one that was actually eating the teen felt the same sort of peace he would if he had been eating. He took pride in cooking. Settling into the habit of taking care of his siblings had shown Locke that he liked to cook. Food network was way up on his list of favorite TV channels, not just because he could always eat. ”They’re almost seven,” Locke told Chase. The twins were close in age to Chase he remembered. If they were to meet it wouldn’t be so huge an age gap that they couldn’t relate.
Chase seemed confused about if he had any siblings or not. Locke didn’t know the boy’s history, how he had had a family before coming here, a family that he was no longer a part of. Was Chase’s situation like his own? Technically speaking the twins were only half siblings, and had Locke not been an only child things might be even more complicated. What if Kendra had children before she met his dad? Then there would have been actual siblings, half siblings, and step-siblings. Not only would the issue of brothers and sisters be complicated, Locke wasn’t totally clear on his relationship to Kendra. She had married his dad, so she was his step-mother, but she hadn’t adopted him, just had legal guardianship. Her family, her parents, uncles, aunts, etc, what were they to him? ”Kind of?” he asked. A pretzel was dipped into the fudge and then laid down on wax paper so that it could cool and harden. ”Complicated huh? If it makes things easier, I just say that Chris and Mai are my brother and sister, even if they don’t have the same mom.”
Posted by Locke N. Tori on Feb 22, 2012 11:53:56 GMT -6
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Autisim is a very complicated illness that even some doctors do not understand. Not only has Michael handled the issue well, in a manner that is believable, but he has taken a character who's disability makes social interactions difficult and managed to find ways for him to be a part of a community. I have enjoyed reading his topics and look forward to what he has up his sleeves.
Curious for his work? You should be.
Finger Paint (Mikey Style) A fun thread with Hokee. Who wouldn't want to paint by flopping over the paper? Be My Valentine Little kid worrying about spilling their punch and not about love and romance? Classic!