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.
"Ze future holds many answers, yet, not always ze one you might be looking for." The frenchman tried not to have that sound too ominous as he pointed out a sign with prices. For a single reading, it was more than your usual pocket money. "We accept cash or check." He shrugged a bit apologetically. They really did need the money. Feeding and housing people took money. Renting this space took money. Like he'd said before. Business.
"What are you looking for? Maybe we can find a way to see somesing specific?" He usually didn't bother to offer because he didn't want to get anyone's hopes up. The future was finicky, but sometimes just stating an intention out loud could help. Sometimes.
> “So how would we go about doing it? I’m assuming you’re a mutant like me judging by the fact that you can see the future. "
"Correct. You pay, we have a seat at ze table and zen you look into my eyes." Jude wiggled the sunglasses playfully on his face without removing them. This stuff could get kind of heavy so he was trying to keep it light. The tail girl seemed a little nervous. "Ze future is partly based on decisions you make. So sink about your choices related to what you're looking for and maybe we'll get to see." Maybe.
"I'm Jude, by ze way." He offered his hand to the girl and braced himself for mutant contact. It wouldn't do to have his power switching over to hers when he had yet to give the girl a reading.
The name did the trick. Big red went from attack dog mode to something less intimidating. If big, red and over 6 feet of pure muscle can be considered not intimidating, that is.
"Woo. Glad it'z you." Jude helped Svetty find her feet again. For all the "working out" he had done to prepare himself for growing up, he just didn't have the strength for bench pressing females. Hence the anti-gravity power. He'd been hoping to let his power do the heavy lifting.
> "but you... You, I don't recognize."
Jude shrugged. "I lived here too withs Ghost and Sebastian too. Jude. You know." He made a hand motion at about the height of a little 12 year old squirt and then moved it up to his current height. "I grew up." That about covered that.
Svetty explained that they were here to fix the place up and Jude expanded that idea. "We want to get the power and water turned back on, but... we may 'ave to save to pay off what's overdue. Also..." He took a quick glance at Svetlana. They had planned on camping out. Alone. "We didn't know anyone was left here. Togethzer our powers sort of make trouble for mutants."
The question was so out of the blue. Noel had been minding her own business, long braid swishing over the sword she had strapped to her spine. She probably wouldn't even think it was addressed to her if he hadn't said her name.
The woman stopped and looked for the source of the foreign voice. Looked for him. Even Jude had to admit, he looked a bit sad and cold waiting out there for her.
"Excuse me?"
The Frenchman repeated himself. "Is he hurting you?" And then after some hesitation he clarified. "Sebastian, I mean. He didn't… hurt you? Or anything?"
"Do I know you?" Noel tensed in a way that looked as if she might be ready to fight or run. She was ready. Jude was not.
His power took a long lazy lick from under his skin. She was a weak mutant. Nothing his power was really interested in. With his current speed power, he could outrun her, he was sure. "Sebastian iz my fathzer."
"Yeah?" The girl was clearly weirded out. "Well, if you think he's hurting me, you obviously don't know him very well."
The scene changed into something foggy and reset itself.
"Excuse me are you Nöel?"
The question was so out of the blue. Noel had been minding her own business, long braid swishing over the sword she had strapped to her spine. She probably wouldn't even think it was addressed to her if he hadn't said her name.
"Yes?" She was always so suspicious sounding.
"Have you ever met a man withs a horn…" Jude made motions with his hands indicating a unicorn's horn.
"You mean Sebastian?"
"Yes. What's he like?"
"Why don't you come meet him?"
The scene changed into something foggy and reset again.
"What are you up to?"
"Excuse me?"
"The swords, the secrets, the training. What's it all for?"
The brunette reached over her shoulder for the handle of the sword Jude already knew hid there. "Should I show you?"
The scene changed into something foggy and reset. This time it was Sebastian walking down the street.
"Jude. Stop." Alister's hands fumbled his own sunglasses back on to break their eye contact. "This isn't getting us anywhere. We need to split up." He sounded a bit put out that Jude had run off on a tangent with him in tow.
"No. You're right." Jude sat back in his chair and pulled his glass of water closer so he could sip out of the straw. These sessions with Alister were always disturbing and enlightening. Double use of the same power meant all kinds of things that were not possible with one could now be done.
One of those abilities was the power to split off and see into anything related to either of them. Jude could look into his own future or Alister's. They didn't have to stick together and see the same things.
The most useful ability was the potential to make decisions that affected what they saw. If Jude decided to go to China and formed real intentions about visiting, then he could get to China in a vision and check things out. The minute he decided that China wasn't a real option, however, he would be in a different future that reflected his new decisions.
"I'm re-setting the timer to an hour. No messing around this time." Alister fiddled with the kitchen timer until it was back to full time. Sometimes, without an external reason, it was hard to come back. Dry eyes were not enough.
Early mornings... why did they have to start sooooo early? Jude's transition between Future Sight and the Iris Apartments was going alright, but there were times when he was needed at one place or the other. And usually he was needed there early.
Last night, after a detailed discussion about the possible involvement of a third malicious party, Jude had fallen asleep on Future Sight's dreaded purple couch. He'd woken up in a puddle of his own drool when Elias' not so secret pet cat tapped him repeatedly on the face for an early morning potty break.
What time was it? The frenchman looked at his wrist for a few seconds before he realized that he usually got the time from his cell phone.
His cell phone told him that it was almost 5 am. His phone also told him that Svetty was worried about him and she wanted to remind him that sometime between 6 and 10 am the city utilities people would be coming by to inspect the pipes. He'd better be there.
He was lucky the cat wanted out. All the same, Jude picked up the creature and held it well away from his body while he opened the front door. It gave its thanks by way of shedding on him and trying to scratch his arms up in its haste to get out of the building. Letitia would have feelings on it being outside. She had stronger ones about it being inside, though. Really. There was no winning when it came to Letitia.
Such an epiphany called for breakfast. That would possibly get Svetty to forgive him for staying out.
He got to a bagel stand just as the sun was cresting the horizon somewhere between buildings. He was strolling past a bus shelter with a steaming bag of delicious bagels and three to go coffees (One for Pluto. Big red deserved some love too.) when something... moved. In the shelter.
He'd thought it was a pile of newspapers. On closer inspection, he was surprised that he recognized the face. "L-Lucy?"
Well, yeah, crazy girls didn't always live indoors.
It was still mostly dark even though the sun would be up by now. Too many buildings in the way. But now was the time when the city that never sleeps started to come outside to re-caffeinate.
She would not do the same for him and usually he wouldn't have bothered, but... "Lucy. Hey. Are you awake?" Jude set the bag of bagels down and touched the girl's shoulder. The closer he looked, the more he realized something might actually be wrong here...
The young woman that entered the shop looked strong and maybe a little rough around the edges, but when she smiled, her whole face appeared younger. She looked keen and intelligent... like the sort of person who wandered in from time to time in order to pick a fight about whether the shop was ripping people off. Or maybe the friend of someone who felt ripped off.
Also. Tail. Some of Jude's favorite people had tails. He tried to remain hopeful that this woman wouldn't be trouble.
"Oh no, ma amie. I assure you zat ze future you may see is very real and, of course, cannot come free othzerwise we would not have a business."
Letitia snorted from the table, but she did remove her feet fro the table cloth before slinking into teh back kitchen area.
"Don't you have homework?" The frenchman frowned at the girl who had her feet up on the table and was sewing patches onto the elbows of a very, very tiny sweater.
"Don't you have an older woman to suck up to?" The rat psychic snarked at him. Most of the Future Sight inhabitants hadn't noticed a difference when Jude had officially moved out. He had been exiled to the front entryway most every night anyway. The problem was that, as a consequence of Jude leaving, he was around a lot less and it wasn't his responsibility to open the doors every morning when it came time to open the shop.
Guess who had to take on that responsibility in his absence? Jude tried ti think that it was a lack of sleep that was making Letitia especially grumpy at him instead of any lingering sense of abandonment.
The bell chimed indicating a walk-in customer.
Thank goodness for distractions. Jude hadn't yet figured out what to say to Letitia. About the homework or his grown up girl issues. He'd known that settling himself somewhere around 20-something would bring trouble, but he had not expected this.
Jude pushed his sunglasses all the way up his nose and smiled broadly enough that the faint trace of freckles left from his youth stretched on his cheeks. "Welcome to Future Sight. May I help you?" He had a pretty strong French accent, but a clear command of the English language.
She actually took his hand. From the way Lucille hesitated, Jude thought she might try to rob him again. Or run. As it was, she shook his hand and let go of it just as soon as was possible. Like he had cooties.
"Zank you, Lucille." And he meant it. Even if the power was horrible he needed it. "I will do my best not to bothzer you anymore."
His power did whatever his power did. On contact, it flexed and swelled and slowly the power receded like a tidal wave or a well fed pet. It wouldn't bother him for a power change until it caught wind of the next big juicy power.
A change in power was never instantaneous for Jude. His previous power of speed didn't really feel like anything beyond a certain amount of nervous muscle twitching. It was hard to tell when that was slipping away. Instead, it was easier to tell when Lucielle's power started engaging.
It was slow at first, but he noticed a certain... tension. Like someone was close by. Like lots of someones might be close by. He wasn't even trying to use the power and already he could tell that there was something about Lucy that tickled her own power.
He sipped his coffee while he tried to figure out what it was about the girl that interested this power. Lucille saw fit to get back in her high horse dumpster which was far way from Jude and probably safer for the both of them.
She had warned him so he was trying to take it slow. But she was there. And there was something that just felt... interesting. Jude's eyebrows came down as he watched her. There was more that was interesting. More than just Lucy... needless to say he was distracted and stood quite motionless in the alleyway as if he were frozen.
Oh. So she could feel the whole city? That was cool in theory. It seemed in practice that the skill was not super great for mental stability.
Example A: this girl who was sacred and distrustful, but was somehow unable to leave Jude alone. By insult or intrigue somehow he had managed to get her attention. Now she was feeding him information about her power. He had either gained her trust or made her angry enough that she'd forgotten to be scared of him.
Not that he understood why she had been scared of him in the first place.
> "If you think you can handle it so well then I am sure you will have no problem figuring out how it works on your own without hurting yourself."
"Fine. I will." He would have folded his arms in exasperation if that wouldn't require coffee juggling. Instead he offered his free hand to her. His power, greedy as ever, strained at his skin to gobble up this new power, but he had trained in order to keep touch safe for Muse. A little psychic locator who had mental issues shouldn't make him lose control.
"What's your name?" He couldn't remember in all the pipe threatening if she'd ever given her name to him. Which probably meant that she hadn't.
Jude shoved their luggage along merrily until he heard the strangest sound from Svetty. He turned and assessed the situation. Big red man with crazy look in his eye and a plethora of tattoos. Jude knew at least one big red crazy man. But he didn't remember him looking so... wild.
"Pluto?"
The boxes behind them dropped to the ground and Jude had to move quick to put himself between Svetlana and the ground. It wouldn't be a perfect catch but he did have his arms out. That had to count for something, right?
"Oof." If it wasn't Pluto, and he knew in theory there were others like Pluto that he hadn't met, Jude would take the big red guy off the ground. What good was strength without anything to use it on?
Unexpected tragedy. Please join me in mourning the death of my beloved laptop. He suffered up until the end when a you tube video of a cute panda killed him dead. Gonna see if the corpse can be revived. No clear ETA, but no doubt I'll be back... Someday...
Was there... a rustling? Somewhere? Jude was straining his ears to hear when a very soft and sexy "hi" nearly made Jude jump out of his pants. "Ho! Hey. Hi. It's kinda creepy in here." Jude gave Svetty a quick hug and a forehead kiss before he bent down to gather up the mail that had piled up behind the door. "One of ze rooms withs a fireplace could be a good one to start heating up the place and old bills make for excellent kindling. Good job withs ze food." It was a little like camping indoors. Jude stuffed the letters into one of the bags and zipped it back up.
Sleeping apart was, of course, out of the question. It we her insistence on the matter that made him smile. "I got a good ability zis time. If I can hang onto it, it should help us make some progress." Jude moved his hands out with a grin and no small amount of dramatic flair. "Observe."
The bags, the suitcases, the supplies everything he specifically pointed to floated upward until they bobbed halfway between ceiling and floor. "Pretty cool, huh?" Of course, with one last point, he had Svetty up off her feet as well. "I call zis one anti-gravity." Jude offered Svetty his hand and pulled her along like a balloon. The other items, he tried to push in front of them up the stairs. They had decided to leave the clinic alone for now and all of this had to get upstairs somehow.
The lights weren't on. And no matter how many times Jude flipped the switch, they wouldn't turn on. "I'm not sure how zis works, but it feels colder inside zan it is outside." Despite it being mid-day, the walls and window placement made it pretty dim inside the lower levels. There were more windows on the upper levels.
With his meager resources, Jude had tried to come into this fully prepared. They'd grabbed sleeping bags, camping lanterns and snacks from the Mansion, pillows and clothes from their respective homes and finally repair supplies.
Some of the stuff Sebastian already had on hand like tools and extra molding, carpeting, and some paint... but that was mostly finishing materials. Jude picked up the stuff they needed for serious remodeling. Nobody lived here anymore.
They could turn the whole living floor into one big apartment if they wanted. Or, as they had planned, they would finish building out that second living floor, measure out Svetlana's radius from all angles and fashion a living space where a power booster and a power copier could live in peace.
Then, they would pick up the rest of the cash they needed by renting out the rooms and teaching Russian and French. Viola. Income to live on. Jude would still have to pop in to Future Sight to supplement that income (and to make sure they hadn't found a way to kill an immortal), but the building was paid for.
Jude brought in a third load of baggage with the taxi driver's help. Now... he just needed Svetlana to arrive.
"Helloooooooo?" The place was so empty, it felt creepy.
> "Does he truly think he can end it? Or does he have some nuclear missiles we should know about...?"
Jude gave Lumen a flat look so devoid of humor that not even the sunglasses could stop it from leeching the fun right out of her jest. Not a funny joke. Nuclear destruction was one of the many ways they had imagined this all going down. Over and over and over again they'd gone over how to protect and prevent nuclear against destruction. "He knows he's supposed to end it, but I don't like to sink he has a nuke."
> "Whether he thinks he can do it, or he actually has the capabilities... we need to know more about him."
> "I realized that Jude and I have some mutual acquaintances. I met his mother once several months ago."
"And Sebastian is her husband." That was a nugget he didn't usually share. Jude wasn't sure if that came out in French or English, but the message was probably discernible either way. Sebastian wasn't Jude's father. He was Maya's husband. Maya was now missing. Didn't take a genius to know that a husband should be worried about his missing wife.
His honesty gained him a little return honesty. Lumen spilled the beans. Some of the pieces that he was missing to make her vision of the future make sense fell into place.
> "The police know he's tied up but I'm not convinced they understand just how much or what he's planning. Any information you can give me would be of help."
Exasperated, Jude sat back at the table and grabbed a kiss from the basket. He took his time unwrapping the confection. This Future Seeing was tiresome business. Sebastian was tiresome business. "He's making a church. He's trained at least some people in swords. Nothsing he's done so far looks like a grab for a nuke or world domination. Zat's what's confusing. I saw it. It ends. He ends it." He saw it every time he tried to look forward to that last battle. Black unicorn. White unicorn. Ghost. Kaboom. The end. How did he do it?
"If you need help..." Jude glanced back at the doorways all still firmly shut. All still firmly asleep. Had Alister forseen this? He lowered his voice just in case. "Zhese people here, zey want to end Sebastian before he ever gets it in his head to do... whatever he does. If zere is any chance of an alternative, I want to help."
"Svetlana." She was going to make him say it, wasn't she? Jude pulled his blonde between two buildings and out of the public eye so that he could risk putting his bare hand against her cheek. Yeah, the mouth of an alleyway full of bicycles chained to posts wasn't the most romantic place, but at least it hadn't been one with a garbage chute.
"You are ze sun everysing grows toward. Ever since I laid eyes on you, I knew I wanted to live withs you. As a man. As an equal. Everysing I've done: activating my power, growing up, and ze practice… zhese actions lead back to you." None of that was in the future so none of that was arguable. Yes, he had benefitted, but hopefully so had she.
"I want to live in a world withs you in it. Don't make me wait in ze dark any longer."
Was that so much to ask? He'd been incredibly patient and restrained. He'd tried to let things unfold as naturally as he could. Heck. He'd even had his face trampled on by a big *ss deer.
