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 Lee Smith on Aug 10, 2024 11:13:29 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Lee noticed that at this point stirring wasn’t doing anything more than just moving the already mixed up noodles around the pot, so Lee stopped. And turned just in time to see Tarin’s grin as he lifted a hand for a high five.
Lee didn’t return his high five.
Instead, Lee stepped close to him, a wide grin on her face, as she hugged him. ”I can’t believe that we did this!” she exclaimed, happily surprised. ”I’d have never been able to do this without you.”
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 10, 2024 10:49:45 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
They were on the last step. The last thing to really do before this was food that they could eat. The last step, which wasn’t even really cooking, it was just mixing things together at this point. They could do this. They had done it so far.
She could do this.
Lifting the strainer full of pasta out of the sink, Lee made her way toward the stove and very careful not to splash the cheesy cream, she dumped the pasta into the pot.
Then Lee started mixing it all together. That was difficult at first, as the pasta was stuck to itself in a big clump. But slowly, as she moved it around and stirred, the noodles started separating as the cheesy cream started to coat them.
Was it a sauce? That was yet to be determined, but it did look edible.
”I think,” Lee said after a couple moments, her voice a little hesitant. ”We might be done?”
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 10, 2024 10:14:50 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Lee got the cream poured into the pot and then just kind of stood there watching as Tarin stirred it. This was really rather nerve wracking, waiting for something to boil, but for it not to burn at the same time.
Tarin was doing a good job of the constant stirring as far as Lee could tell, though. There was no smoke (and even the burned chicken hadn’t caused smoke), the cream in the pot was starting to bubble, and…nothing seemed to be going wrong.
They were so close to actually being done at this point that Lee even started to think that the food, the meal that they were making was going to turn out good.
The bubbles in the cream started to come faster and faster. The next thing that Lee knew, Tarin was turning the stove down to medium and asking for the cheese. With a smile on his face.
And while Lee was feeling more optimistic, she also knew that this was the last step and it could still go horribly wrong. Still, Lee grabbed the parmesan and started to put it in the pot, bit by bit, as Tarin continued to stir.
Was it starting to melt? That was what it was supposed to do, right? ”Let me know when you think we’re ready to add the pasta,” Lee said as she stepped closer to the sink where the strainer with the pasta was still sitting.
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 10, 2024 0:59:47 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Will raised his hand, then slowed down to a walk before coming to a complete stop, and Lee followed suit, coming to a stop on the path as well. And as Lee watched Will catch his breath, she couldn’t help but think that he understood what she had said, that it had struck a chord.
It was always strange when someone understood something about your powers that was so different from most others’ experience, something you’d never really been able to explain properly before
It had been that way for Lee with Kealey with how it felt to step into an adapted’s field in the middle of a crowded bar. Even if Kealey had had very different thoughts and feelings about that than Lee did. It had also been that way with Tarin when he said he understood what she meant about turning off her siphoning in a crowd after she had never been able to adequately describe her siphoning to anyone else in her entire life.
Lee’s thought was finally confirmed once Will had caught his breath and said that what she had said was exactly what his enhanced senses were like when he was unable to sleep. Though Lee did wonder if it was actually all the time, but was just a lot harder to deal with when he was suffering from his form of insomnia.
”Actually, crowds have been an absolute necessity for most of my life,” Lee admitted. ”That’s what got me to head to Toronto when I first left home, and then came to New York. No shortage of people.”
”I need the energy that I get from people. But the airport is just excessive, especially since I’ve never actually found a point where I’ve hit a ‘maximum amount’ of energy.”
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 9, 2024 21:38:47 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Lee was very tempted to actually set a timer for 30 seconds, to make sure that they weren’t keeping the butter and garlic in there cooking on their own for too long.
But then Tarin turned and grinned at her. Lee couldn’t help but smile back at him, and became distracted enough that she didn’t get the timer set up. Next thing Lee knew, Tarin was dumping the garlic into the pan.
At that point, Lee thought a timer would be pointless. If it was a precise enough thing that they needed to time 30 seconds, the time it would take to get the timer started were too many. So to distract herself from the disaster that was bound to happen because they cooked the garlic in the butter for either too little time or too much time, Lee turned back to the phone to read the next directions.
”Once the cream is in, we constantly stir until it boils,” Lee repeated. ”Then we turn it down to medium heat and mix in the cheese, salt, and pepper. After that, we remove from the heat and mix in the pasta until the sauce ‘begins to thicken’.” That wasn’t vague, was it?
Tarin wanted her to pour the cream into the pot? That…actually, that was probably a better idea than counting on her to stop the sauce from burning. ”Ok,” Lee said quietly as she set the phone down on the counter and moved closer, grabbing the cream on the way. Lee then started pouring the cream into the pot, not slowly, but nowhere near fast enough that it would splash out.
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 9, 2024 21:14:23 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Lee shook her head as she heard the mutant speaking. That kind of attitude and behaviour had probably gotten him in trouble many more times than just that night.
”You might want to go into a different business,” Lee told him as her eyes roamed the visible figures around the winged man. ”This one doesn’t look to be going too well for you.”
Before she was able to say anything else, there was a scream. The guy who had been feeling around the mutant’s wings had pulled his hand back, bleeding badly.
“Really,” Lee asked, shaking her head at the man who’d been cut. ”How would you like it if some random guy just started groping you?
“But yes, I had just wanted to have a nice, quiet run to tire myself out so I can go home and sleep. But instead,” Lee continued, lifting her hand and pointing at the winged mutant to start, then moved her finger to each of the other men as she counted. ”One, two, three…
“Hey, how many of them are you going to be able to handle?” Lee asked as she turned her eyes back to the mutant who was still standing exactly where he had been since she’d walked up.
”Instead, I have to deal with people who think that it is acceptable to beat a mutant who is outnumbered 5 to 1.”
As Lee said those last words, hopefully before any of them realized she’d included the invisible people in her count, Lee kicked out to where the man’s legs beside her would be, fully expecting the surprise and the force against the back of his legs to knock him to the ground.
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 9, 2024 19:57:24 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
”I’ve definitely had times over the years where I swear I spent more nights wide awake than sleeping,” Lee replied as she glanced over at Will. She could tell that he was thinking about the lack of tiredness even if he obviously didn’t understand the nuances to her sleeplessness since she hadn’t told him, the downsides to it. ”But then there are times, like the last 6 years, where I slept just about every single night because I had no reasons to have that excess energy.”
Just as there were times when she had physically crashed far more often than she should have. Or times, like now, when other than the odd time at the bar or going to the airport tonight, when she shouldn’t have to run or have all-nighters, but she didn’t always remember to turn her siphoning off when she should.
Lee was looking over at Will when she saw him tap his ear. Senses? So he had more than just an increased sense of hearing, and all of that is what kept him awake.
Lee nodded in understanding, a slight frown on her face. ”And there’s just so much,” she said after a few moments. ”There’s so much going on that it’s overwhelming and it’s hard to pay attention to anything else. You can’t ignore it, but at the same time it’s almost impossible to focus on just one part of it.
“That’s what the airport was like, with all the energy everywhere because of all of the people around.”
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 9, 2024 16:51:11 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Tarin didn’t have a clue what ‘until fragrant’ meant either. If there were secret code things like this for cooking, how was anyone supposed to learn how to do it?
”Yeah, it says for 30 seconds,” Lee confirmed as she watched Tarin gather the ingredients closer to him. And, while things had…not gone well to start with what with the chicken burning to the pan. But things had been going better since then.
Maybe this whole cooking thing wasn’t so bad afterall, Lee thought. When Tarin was there with her.
Was she more apprehensive about the two of them making chicken alfredo than she had been facing down a drug cartel? More nervous than subduing and getting rid of the spirit of an angry serial killer? Yes…Yes she was. And Lee realized that that did not make sense rationally, but that was how she felt.
”Only a few more steps…”
Lee smiled back at Tarin even as her mind pointed out that that meant there were still a few more steps where everything could turn into a disaster.
”Maybe this will actually turn out well,” Lee said instead, trying to be optimistic about this whole thing.
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 9, 2024 13:26:16 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
A strainer. That made so much sense for a name. Lee had used it a few times in the 6 years that they had lived here, but she hadn’t ever called it anything.
A couple moments later, Lee was successful, and she pulled the strainer out and stood up to look at Tarin again. ”Did you want to strain the pasta and I’ll actually read the next directions and not get distracted?” Lee asked as she held the strainer out.
Once Tarin had the strainer in hand, Lee grabbed Tarin’s phone off the counter and stepped out of the way.
”Alright. So. This says to melt the butter over medium-high heat,” Lee read out from the phone. ”Once it’s melted, add the garlic and cook it for 30 seconds or until ‘fragrant’. But doesn’t garlic already smell?”
Lee shook her head. Why couldn’t the instructions make sense? ”Then we pour in the cream, and have to stir constantly so it doesn’t burn, but still have the temperature that high. Once it is boiling, then we turn it down to medium heat and add the parmesan cheese, salt and pepper.”
Lee could see out of the corner of her eye that Tarin had turned toward her as she spoke. But Lee didn’t turn her head to look at Tarin until she had finished speaking and she was waiting to hear or see what his response was.
And hearing his response, Lee could only smile up at him for a moment. Then she stepped closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck as she stretched up to kiss him.
”Thank you, Tarin,” she said softly once she had pulled back just enough to speak as she looked up at him.
A moment later, the timer on Tarin’s phone went off and Lee noticeably jumped at the sudden noise.
”Hopefully that means the pasta is finished?” Lee said hopefully even as she shook her head at herself for being startled.
But as she moved to get the pot of pasta, Lee frowned. Then she held up a finger. ”Wait. I know we have one of those…water… drainer pots with holes.” She then crouched down and started digging through one of the bottom cupboards.
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 8, 2024 22:45:16 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Ok, that was a bit of a relief. Tarin had read the recipe before they had started on this little ‘adventure’. That was definitely good to know, but maybe after this Lee would insist on reading the recipe the next time before they started to cook.
She was already picking up Tarin’s phone again to read out the next directions when Tarin spoke again.
But the last thing Tarin said, the question he asked her, caused Lee’s hand with the phone to drop back down to rest on the counter as she frowned at the food cooking on the stove. ”Me and cooking have never really gotten along,” she said thoughtfully after a few moments.
”When I was younger, I often had to make choices between having money for rent, coffee, or food, and food was the bottom of that list,” Lee continued, still staring at the food rather than looking up at Tarin. ”And even when I had more money, I wasn’t as good at judging how long my energy would last me. So if I did come home to make then eat something that took more than a few minutes to make, I’d have to go get more energy, and then often couldn’t sleep.”
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 8, 2024 22:25:34 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Michael was going to see what she could do to get Lee and this other woman introduced as possible sparring partners.
But apparently work was calling, and Lee laughed at Michael’s advice. ”That will never be an issue,” Lee replied as she took Michael’s phone to punch her number in. Enough seemed to happen in her life without inviting in the issues that a security company would involve.
”Thanks,” Lee continued as she handed the phone back to the other woman. ”It was good to run into you again.”
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 8, 2024 21:58:44 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
It had apparently been A Night at the bar. Lee had woken up to three messages that Matt had sent while she'd been sleeping about an altercation and the resulting damage that had occurred. Then before she and Tarin had finished their morning run, Lee had gotten another message saying that he needed her at the bar by no later than 10:30 that morning because he had someone coming in for repairs.
Part of Lee was frustrated and annoyed at Matt. What he had described hadn't sounded so bad for him to force her in that early and sit around while these repairs were made.
But Lee also knew that Matt took extreme pride in his bar, and that he normally slept until noon after closing up the bar at night.
Which meant that at 10:20 Lee was sitting at a table in the front of the bar doing what little paperwork she needed to do that day as she waited.
Though she didn't have to wait very long, and a young man soon walked into the bar. And introduce himself as Mr Drake. After introduce herself as Lee Smith, full name since he was being so proper and professional, she looked him toward the back of the bar where the washrooms were.
”There was apparently an incident that got a little out of hand last night before the bouncers could step in,” she said as they walked. ”Got some broken tiles in the men's room that need replaced.”
As they walked into the men’s washroom, Lee indicated the wall where hopefully a shoulder, possibly a head, had hit. There were a couple of missing tiles and about a half dozen broken. Lee then indicated a box of tiles on the counter by the sink along with a tub of…putty stuff to make the tiles stick.
”It’s really not a whole lot, but Matt had already spoken with your boss before I was able to see the damage.”
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 8, 2024 17:30:19 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Tarin agreed that half of the pasta sounded right so Lee pulled as close to half of the pasta out of the package as she could. And some extra pieces came out with it, but it all went into the pot.
Set a timer? Yes, very good, except that since she didn't cook, she didn't have an oven timer like she'd seen Adele use on every visit she'd taken to Texas.
And her phone was still in her purse, in the entryway. So Lee grabbed Tarin's phone as she looked at the pasta package. 9-11 minutes? Which was it? How was she supposed to know if it should be cooked for 9 minutes, 11 minutes, or somewhere in between?
Deciding to split the difference, Lee split the difference and set the timer for 10 minutes. Hopefully that would be good.
That finished, Lee set both the phone and extra pasta back on the counter. And it's a good thing that she did because otherwise she may have dropped them.
Lee took a deep breath and shook her head when she heard Tarin speak again. ”Tarin. I love you. But if I had known you hadn't even read the recipe, I never would have agreed to this,” Lee told him, though there was a hint of a laugh in her voice by the time she finished speaking.
Posted by Lee Smith on Aug 8, 2024 16:32:47 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
4,170
8
Nov 17, 2024 8:00:29 GMT -6
Raine
Tarin agreed that butter was probably better than nothing. But still, Lee was searching through the cabinets for some oil. Rachel had done some cooking over the 5 years she lived in the apartment. If cooking was such a common thing that the recipe hadn’t even put it on the ingredient list, there had to be some here, right?
Lee was just pulling a bottle out of the cupboard to turn around so she could read the label as Tarin was dropping a chunk of butter into the pan. ”Extra virgin olive oil,” Lee said now that she could read the label. ”I guess we did have some.”
But apparently, her cliche was ‘dumb’, and Lee just rolled her eyes at Tarin as she put the bottle on the counter. Though, that cliche was dumb because it very simply wasn’t true.
She was up again, now. Tarin said he thought the water was ready, so Lee grabbed the package of pasta and opened it up as she made her way to the pot. ”How much of this, do you think?” Lee asked, because again, the recipe hadn’t said how much pasta to cook. It simply said to use the cooked pasta.
Eying the long pieces of pasta, Lee glanced up at Tarin. ”Half the package?” Looking at the pasta again, Lee mentally split it into quarters. That seemed like it was a good amount to be swirled around into a bowl.
