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
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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.
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"Yup,the best. I have like a dozen gold stars in that department. I'd be more than happy to show you sometime." She hopped up onto the stool, swinging her legs which weren't long enough to quite touch the foot bar at the bottom.
She sipped from her cup for a moment and leaned in when the blond leaned in. "My name's Juniper. What might I be able to call a goddess such as yourself?"
She resisted the urge to waggle her eyebrows at the woman, for now. Instead she allowed herself to drink in the gals beauty while she had the chance.
Juniper chuckled a tad bit nervously at the advice and rubbed the back of her neck. The advice was nice, but she wasn't sure what to do with it. It felt silly going all out when she sang by herself all the time. It was easier just making a fool out of herself to avoid... eh.. embarrassment? Crap. That didn't make any sense. Maybe it was just easier doing it on purpose rather than trying to be serious and having someone laugh at you. Maybe she'd take the girl up on her advice once she was back home. "Thanks."
She laughed about the country thing. She'd heard it before and it honestly didn't bother her. Music tastes varied greatly state by state. "I am ever grateful for your gracious, merciful forgiveness for my transgression, oh professional one~" She dipped in a sweeping low bow, holding her guitar off to one side.
"Oh? That was you then?" Juniper hardly looked phased. Not worried, or angry or anything. Features perhaps a little surprised but otherwise nonplussed. "That's pretty cool. I though it was like, static or something." She smiled again. "Pretty useful, probably, in this city, eh?"
Juniper took the compliment without it going to her head. She played for herself, so she played the way she felt most comfortable. "Thanks, I think I sound like a thousand times better in my bathroom though." She giggled while plucking through the Banjo duel tune from deliverance.
Her list of songs she knew by heart was small, and other than a few country and folk songs, was mostly comprised of silly songs that most people did't like hearing played in public. She really got a kick out of it.
"Woah, really?" That was cool. She hadn't actually expected her to be in a band! "I'll have to check you guys out later. I'm pretty new to the city so a lot of my tastes haven't shifted away from the country."
She shifted to plucking away at a slow country song for a moment before reaching out and shaking newly named Addy's hand. A static feeling shot up her arm, like Addy had shuffled her feet on a thick carpet a few moments ago to shock her. The hairs lifted a little, but she mostly ignored it. She did try to discreetly shake the feeling from her hand after withdrawing it, though.
Thank sweet baby Jesus it wasn't her giant lumbering neighbor. She popped back up a little and gave a sheepish little smile at being caught by a stranger with, apparently, his dog. "Nah, I don't mind. His big drooly face is too cute not to like." She smooshed his jowls in a little while his tails thumped happily away on the floor.
Ooh! Ice powers. That was pretty cool. Heh! pun. She watched as the giant canine thundered on over to the guy and his ice ball, attention firmly dislodged from her. She'd only gotten hit with a small spattering of drool, so all in all a good trade off for some doggy pats!
Standing and wiping away some of the said drool, she refocused on the guy as he asked her for direction. "Eh.." Scratching the back of her neck, she pondered how to inform him that she was also lost. He was barking up the wrong tree.
"About that. I was kinda just asking your dog for directions out of her myself?" She chuckled guiltily. "I'm new here, haven't even officially started yet, so I keep getting lost myself." It was actually pretty hilarious that he'd mentioned windows. Maybe she wouldn't get in trouble for that after all?
"I could probably just pop down to the bottom floor real quick, but i'm a bit nervous too. I'm trying to surprise someone with my admission here so I don't want him to see me." She could think of worse things than being lost in a hall with a hot dude and his dog, though. At least luck had thrown her a bone!
Oh Jeez, apparently she had chosen a good partner to sit down and harass. The girl was absolutely shredding it, and doing the song a lot of justice. The tables were flipped suddenly and Juniper was the one struggling to keep up. Still, she kept on with it. These songs were what had gotten her through many a rest stop retreat as she puttered about from state to state over the years. She preferred them to any sappy, normal acoustic song any day.
As they hit the end of the song Juniper found herself in a rare fit of giggles and a little winded from hopping around like a maniac. She plopped back down into the seat and glanced at the shopkeep, who was clapping slowly and laughing at the both of them. She held her guitar up and grinned at the man. "I'll take it!"
He flashed her a thumbs up and she dropped the instrument back into her lap. She turned her tried grin on the blonde girl. "I'd say. I haven't rocked like that in a long time." Well, with instruments maybe.
"You're @#$%in' awesome. You in a band or something? I just do this as a way to deal with boredom and anxiety."
Jesuschrist, she needed to start running again. She shouldn't be this winded. Maybe lay off the smokes, too.
Juniper loves animals. More than people, really. Animals either loved you or wanted to eat you, there was no in between. Animals couldn't make her feel terribly guilty about turning down a friend when asked to join his stupid school for gifted nerds.
Which she had ended up doing anyway, but still!
At least this strange, giant dog she had run into wasn't going to guilt her into anything.
She was stooped slightly and scratching the big canine behind the ears while absolutely babying the @#$& out of it. So far this had been the highlight of her trip to the school. Paper work sucked, and trying to ghost around without being potentially caught by Xavier sucked even more. She didn't want him catching on yet though. It was supposed to be a surprise.
She'd run into the dog out in the middle of a hallway while trying to figure out how to leave. She was sure if she tried exiting via running leap out a window every time someone would have complaints.
"Big doggy wanna lead me outside?" Her coddling was interrupted by the sound of footsteps. She panicked and tried to hide behind the dog until she could be sure it wasn't Adonis.
“Oh, I’ll drink~ Could you recommend me something dripping in sugar, and perhaps slightly suggestive?”
Her sultry sense tingled. Someone smutty was near!
Lifting her cup to her lips so she could not so discreetly peer over the lip of it down the bar, she spotted a bombshell talking to another bartender. She blonde, which totally fit with the 'bombshell' aspect of it, too. Milky pale skin, curly tresses. Fit as a fiddle. Juniper was interested from the get go, but listened in a bit longer.
The bartender, who, let it be noted, was also hot, set a large decorative cup down in front of her and made a bit of a show putting a swirl of whipped cream on top. A cherry followed suit. "One screaming orgasm for the pretty lady."
Juniper decided two things immediately. One; She really needed to get more inventive with her drink orders. And two; She needed to get over there pronto!
Juniper plopped up next to the gal out of no where like a witch, one elbow propped up on the counter with a hand under her chin, with the other grasping her own drink loosely at her side.
"Did someone order a screaming orgasm? I'm pretty good at those."
Juniper could't help but grin roguishly as the girl got up and switched guitars. As the other blond sat, Juniper hopped to her feet and dropped her very best impression of the lead singer.
"A long time ago be and my brother Kyle here-" She gestured with her guitar at the girl, "we was hitchhiking down a long and lonesome road. All of the sudden there shined a shiny demon in the middle of the road." She paused for dramatics, "AND HE SAID~!"
She had a decent voice, nothing to call home over, but it was a little hard trying to match the kind of voice a grown man made when imitating a demon. She gave it her all though. "Plllaaaaay the best soooong in the world, or I'll eat your souls!"
She continued on with the lyrics for a moment, jumping around in a similar way that the singer would have, until they got to the first big riff. She dropped the singing after that to concentrate on getting the tune right that came after.
"Look into my eyes and it's easy to seee, one and one make two, two and one make threeee~ It was destiny!"
All they were missing was a sick drum beat in the back, really.
Yup. Full-quasi it was. "Right. Pain killers and a bath and a bottle of wine. Gotcha doc." She help up her hands to show she was joking, just in case she offended him.
Juniper tried to look as innocent as someone with a rapidly swelling eyeball could as Amber dropped the Fbomb and promptly hid behind her. She'd totally censored herself so at the very least she was only taking half the blame! "Kids, these days, amiright?" She laughed. It sounded a tad nervous.
He brought up hormones and all the younger-older people running around and, well, yeah. Maybe that was why? Sure. Sounded good enough for her. "At least when you go to a hockey game you go expecting this kinda fighting." She wasn't sure if she should try to stand up, or continue being a human shield for a very amusing child from her Uncle. She tried to turned to peek at the girl and winced when stretching her neck pull at very sore muscles in her face.
"Don't you know Quasimodo? Dude stuck in the bell tower by Frollo the dudebro, who had a crush on Esmerelda the beautiful dancer?" She blinked, trying to remember the rest of the plot. Hadn't there been some blonde dude? "That was totally a big thing when I was a kid. Are are kids these days watching?"
She turned back to the uncle, "Okay so... i'm not concussed. So I should be fine walking around right?" Maybe if she just phased a little of her weight she could breeze on home faster and not look like a leper who had just escaped a hospital. With that in mind she threw and arm back to plant her hand on the ground for stabilization, fully intending on being lazy and just phasing right through a metal rail off to the side of her.
Her funny bone took the hit and horrible weird wiggly pain shot down her arm, and she immediately wanted to die. She couldn't curse, though, because the next one could totally be blamed fully on her, so instead she just made a weird squeaking sound and her non-swelling eye twitched.
She also realized a very important thing.
It was @#$%ing HIM. He was the one doing weird things to her power! Cripes, she needed to get awaaaaay.
"Heh, whoops. Meant to do that." Play it cool, Juniper.
Clyde tried to slink off toward her bedroom with something in his mouth and her eyes immediately shot to Xavier and squinted. She didn't comment on it though.
She listened to his own apology, and it made her feel guiltier. She'd made him feel like he had trapped her. damnit, why was he so nice. She stayed quiet as she stared at the muffins he nudged her way. Begrudgingly, she reached out and took one and then huddled back into her corner of the couch to peel a piece off and pop it into her mouth.
It.. it was really good.
"You don't have to stand." She'd made room on her small couch. He would fit without them touching.
While she ate, she thought about what to say. Xavier thought of her as a friend, he had said so himself, but she.. did didn't commonly allow room for friends. Too many loose ends when she inevitably had to move again. But he, the big lug, had somehow managed to worm his way in a little.
Still, she didn't wanna tell him all of her secrets. She couldn't tell him some of them, even if she wanted to. How did someone explain something without divulging the whole truth?
Maybe she'd just elaborate on the bit she had already told him. He was a history major, not a therapist. "Look, it wasn't anything you did, okay?"
She speared him with a flat look, because she really needed to get that point across. It wasn't his fault. "Like I said before, I'm not a very social person. I have a really small socialization meter and it fills really fast. I get super bad anxiety and I just have to.. get away, ya know?"
Juniper picked at the top of her muffin. "I've always been interested in going back to a real school, but I don't think I could hack it. I didn't wanna hurt your feelings by saying no, and I panicked and..." She shrugged one shoulder slightly and ate another note of muffin.
"These are really good." Clyde came trotting over licking his face and struggled himself up onto the couch so he could park himself on Xavier's lap.
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Juniper was on the hunt again. It had been a few days since her last conquest and she was starting to feel restless again. It could have also tied in with lingering nerves to her changing environment at home and the fact that she was at a bit of a loss for what to do.
Nothing a few drinks and some company wouldn't be able to fix though, right! Life couldn't screw her over if she just never stopped running.
She didn't often end up in clubs, or large bars for that matter. Crowds above a certain size stressed her out. She liked to have a bit of control over what she was doing at all times and in smaller spaces that was easier. Tonight it was a gay bar. She hadn't been in one in quite a while. The neon sign above the entrance glowed in the dark, 'The Pink Pony' illuminated in a way that made it visible for quite a distance in either direction.
Like usual, she flashed her ID at the bouncer guarding the front, and slipped on past when he pushed the door open for her.
She wasn't one to dress up in a typical way for a girl her size and age. Instead of heels and dressed, she tended to go for tight pants, a dressy top, and tennis shoes. Her hair was up in a messy bun, she hadn't even bothered with any make up- not like she needed much anyway. She was searching for someone without much in the way of standards, who would be easy to ditch once the night was through. Not generally too hard to find.
"Rum and coke, please." She flashed a flirty smile at the muscly man behind the counter, flashing her ID once more upon request. Her height often left to being carded quite a few times. Thankfully the fake ID was good quality. As she waited for her drink, she turned and leaned against the counter to pick through the faces near her. Lots of gingers, both naturally and dyed. Pass. Lots of pretty fit people of all heights. Tons of options.
The bar tender set her drink down with a soft click on the counter, and she turned to grab it with a happy sigh. The hunt would be fun tonight~
The girl had a voice and paired nicely with the song she had chosen.
Juniper was fiddling away with her strings and half listening as she got familiar with the new instrument. "Nah, I'm a basic #@%$& at heart when it comes to instruments." She offered a lopsided grin in response.
She plucked through the opening tune of 'Tribute' experimentally. "I tend to go for different kinda balls anyway."
Humming the intro as she plucked away, she glanced at the girl again
"Besides, the greatest band in the world uses exclusively acoustic guitar. You know any Tenatious D?"
Effing thieves had stolen her goddamn guitar, and she wasn't happy about it. She was a thief! Wasn't there a code or some shit?
Grumpy at having her old beaten up guitar ripped out from under her nose, she was heading out to get a new one. Unfortunately given the time of day, she would probably end up having to pay for it. The very thought only added to her grouchiness more.
The very petite blonde pulled the door to the music store open, ignoring the chime the went off as she entered. Her hair was pulled back in a tight french braid, baggy black sweatshirt, dark leggings, and boring while sneakers. She looked pretty basic, pretty much.
Juniper marched right up to the counter to explain to the guy running it what she wanted. She spared half a glance at best to the other girl in the store who was belting out a song moodily. She was pretty good.
The guy led her over to a wall, where he helped her pick though the various styles of body and shape. Her old one had been a plain brown guitar with hundreds of stickers slapped all over it. These new ones were fancy. She hoped they played the same.
"-Like... as easy as possible. I don't really tend to bother with the fancy stuff. Yeah, acoustic."
He pulled one down for her and told her to test it out. She agreed, if only to look it over before buying it. She headed on over to an open seat and sat herself down. This one was roughly the same shape as the last she had, but darker in color and newer.
She plucked a few strings experimentally, before tuning in on what the girl was playing again. Hmm.
She started plucking away the same chords, hopping in with an oddly complimentary version on her acoustic guitar. She watched the other blonde to see how she would handle it.
She seemed to short circuit for a moment, blinking at him stupidly for far too long while he was standing in their hallway with muffins in his hands.
"Uhh... Yeah. Sure." She shook herself out of it, still a little too focused on whether or not he had just referenced his own ass or... something else. She stepped to the side slightly, until she remembered that he was huge and that they both couldn't fit through her entryway at the same time. She didn't bother phasing and letting him walk though her, either.
Instead she left the doorway assuming he would close it behind himself, while Clyde meowed loudly and pawed at his legs for muffins.
"Don't you dare give him anything, he's fat enough already."
She went back to where she had been sitting before, picking her phone back up and resuming scrolling through.
His muffins smelled pretty nice.
She laughed at herself out loud at that thought.
Onto serious things. Talking and junk. She could do this. She probably had to do this, unless she wanted to move states again after throwing herself out a second window to flee the inevitable awkwardness.
She plopped her phone down on the small coffee table with a sigh through her nose. "So, yeah... Um. Sorry I kinda ran away like that." She wasn't looking at him. She wasn't sure she could without getting super embarrassed. She was supposed to be the chill one!!
Instead, she was staring at a picture on one of her walls, that she had actually purchased just so she could get over the fact that he had commented on how plain her place was.
It was a painting made from one of her favorite fan fictions, based on characters from a movie that had only come out within the last few years. It was tastefully done enough that most people wouldn't be able to tell that it was flat out erotica. She liked it though, and the pink haired artist who had made it for her had been pretty hot too.
Nemesis with benefits? That was dark and very attractive sounding. "Sign me up!"
Juniper happily accepted that paper, hopping down to go retrieve her phone, which was only mildly scorched, and snap a picture of his number before she could accidentally lose it. No was was she giving up the option of countless future run in's with mister heat miser over there!
"Don't regret giving me you're number when I blow your messages up five days out of the week though. I've got a pretty big appetite." He would know, at this point. She grinned at him cheekily as she pulled a sweater on over her top and slipped into some pants herself. Her shoes were unscathed, so she didn't have to go find a shore on the way home. The night had gone exactly as planned. She stuffed her phone in a back pocket and stepped over a smoldering pile of jeans and headed for the front door.
Exactly as planned!
"My names Juniper, by the way! See ya!"
And then she skipped right out through the front door, leaving him alone in a clothing shop that looked like it had seen a very strange war.
Whoops! She forgot she'd left him in there with the alarm still active.
"Hehe." She grinned as she fled down the street as fast as her legs would take her.
