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.
Seems to me that Mina would have a fairly long record to be pinned to her with twelve years of mercenary and assassin work in the NYC. *smirk* What better way to play with that than to have her meet up with one of our resident cops?
If you want a fight we can fight. Or if you'd prefer to meet the woman off the job that could be arranged too. I'm down for pretty much anything. Just so long as Mina can end by claiming an acquaintance with some member, or members, of the police force.
Steak huh? Well if he was willing to pay then why not?
"Sure, why don't we turn this into that date you mentioned?"
Mina let the statement hang, sure that it would reflect his mind back on other things she'd said earlier. With a very quiet chuckle she sauntered toward the door and pulled it open but stopped in the doorway. She turned her head enough so that her face could be partially seen over her shoulder.
"I'll see you downstairs."
She left Deven behind, uncaring whether he followed her or not. Once she was down at the bar she had the bartender pour her a drink and she drained it swiftly just because she could. Mina had no real desire for the alcohol she'd just consumed. She merely felt like it, since Deven would in all likelihood take care of it. The woman leaned against the bar as she waited for Deven. He wasn't as fun as her lost toy but he'd do for now. Just like any other man.
She grinned at his assertion that money was always a proper incentive. It was and Mina was glad to be speaking with someone who actually recognized it's importance. She listened to his story about the street thief and at the end of it she snorted in disdain. Her objection to that sort of criminal was obvious. She hated sloppy killers. They gave people like her a hard time. A lot of people were foolish enough to not care how someone got dead, so long as there was a corpse. Thankfully, Mina had a long list of people who did care about such things keeping her employed.
She didn't actually voice these opinions to Deven but they would be obvious enough to anyone that cared to look. Instead she focused on his last question, the change of subject. Was she hungry? Not truly no. However she could eat. The question was, what did he have in mind?
"I don't know, what did you have in mind?"
Mina was fairly sure it sounded like she was talking about something other than food entirely. She didn't care. Even if he was going to be boring she wasn't about to let him off that easy. Now was less about ensuring that her new business acquaintance wasn't going to rip her off and more about her amusement. She had her money and a promise of more. She was content with that. Of course he was an information dealer so at some point she expected him to sell her out. That was a matter of course. For now though, she was willing to play. Perhaps he'd do better than the toy that ran away.
The kid was decent but his mouth was going to get him in trouble. That and he could have stood to give the lug a chance at winning every once in a while. He would have still come out ahead and the accusations of cheating would have been easier to avoid. The big numbskull picked and lost. As Mina had thought he was angry about it and revealed the kid's trick. Of course this was made worse by said kid falling down and revealing the hiding place of the marbles. She merely laughed and smirked at the whole thing. The kid had proved to be enough of an amusement. Mina decided she would help him.
The huge man towered over the kid as the kid tried to back away. Mina closed in while the man drew a foot back to kick the kid. Taking advantage of this and how off balance it would put him Mina simply dropped into a sweep kick that took the man right off his feet and onto the ground. She smirked at him.
"The kid won your money off you fair and square. Not his fault you were too stupid to realize you were being conned."
Mina grinned wide at the flush that that statement added to his anger.
"Now why don't you beat it, hmm? Before I have to do something you'll regret."
That sounded sufficiently threatening to her. However her feminine appearance seemed to offset any threat the man saw because he raised himself to his feet and took a swing at her. This she simply moved out of the way of.
Mina let Lenna finish talking before she did anything. Then she nodded in agreement, slowly.
"We do, make horrible girls that is. Anyone that made a good girl could never do what we do."
However at the comment about Casablanca Mina started.
"Actually...I like that movie."
Though it probably wasn't for the reasons most people did. Mina liked it because she'd watched it with her dad while he was busy dying of cancer. She didn't really understand the characters or why they did what they did to this day. However she liked it because she'd watched it with her dad.
Deven managed to put his reactions in order, thereby ending any interest she had in flirting with him. Based on his earlier reactions she knew he was probably still affected by her flirtations but she had no interest in it if he was going to put on a poker face. Therefore she backed up and retreated to the table where she sat demurely in his abandoned chair. He even took the fun out of repartee by clarifying his meaning when he spoke. If it weren't for the fact that she'd be tipping her hand by doing so she would have pouted.
"In a town like New York where mutants regularly make havoc it pays to know who is who. I don't mind sharing that information for the proper incentive."
And that was the heart of it. She truly didn't mind sharing her research with Deven provided he continued to pay as well as he had for dragging his bleeding carcass to the hospital.
"Out of curiosity, who was foolish enough to attack you and leave you bleeding but not finish you off?"
She did have a curious streak in her. If it caught her eye she was generally will to risk some injury to herself to figure it out.
Mina was determined not to tell the woman anything so, despite feeling a bit murderous, she said nothing until Lenna mentioned not wanting their disagreements to get in the way of the job. That made Cosmina snort.
"I've worked with people much more disagreeable than you. I'm also a professional. I won't let such things get in the way of my job."
No matter how much she disliked a person she never let such things get in the way of doing her job. The only time she allowed that was when the person in question attempted to kill her. Anything less than that was fair game no matter how much she disliked it. Heck, if the money was good she could work alongside anyone.
The talk of business was important. This was true. However Deven didn't seem to be able to put aside any flirting she did. This was why she considered men just too easy to handle. She had yet to meet a man that wouldn't either flirt right back at her or become flustered. She allowed Deven to have a some space while he showed off what he could do. Mina noted that his control was progressing quickly. She reassessed his threat level while she closed in on him again. Like her lost toy Effigy he was fast becoming very fun to tease. When she ceased moving there was barely any space between them at all.
"Very impressive. You certainly do seem to know what you're doing with that."
His job for her was an easy one and one that she'd already done on a number of the local mutants, the criminal element in particular, for herself. It would be a substantial payment if he was paying her for each profile.
"It just so happens that I've been taking care of that for my own needs. I have a few files I'll bring by next time we meet for you."
The entire time she remained as close as possible, just to see his reaction.
A wide grin decorated Mina's features at Deven's response to her comment. It obviously affected him and the smile he'd been sporting changed. At his comment Mina laughed outright.
"I'd saying something did happen. Considering I hauled you to a hospital only to have you break out." she grinned, "Excellent job on that by the way. It was quite amusing to see the security guards scampering about."
The grin turned into a smirk.
"Besides, I never said that nothing ever happens on the first meeting did I?"
His slip, no matter how amusing, did give Mina some information about him. The Canadian accent he'd let slip for a moment was unmistakable. She filed the information away for later and paid attention as he offered what appeared to be a job her way. It was a convenient way to get the conversation going back in a direction of his choosing but it worked since she was interested enough to ask.
Mina took the offered card and proceeded to add the information to her work cell phone. She kept her work and personal business separate. It was simpler that way, even if her personal phone only got calls every so often. At the comment about getting her number on the first date Mina moved in very close to the man.
"This wasn't a first date. In fact it wasn't even remotely close. If this were a date, then chances are good there would be less clothing involved right about now."
She winked at him and gave him back the personal space she'd taken. Without missing a beat, Mina moved on seamlessly into responding to his next comment.
"True. The number doesn't matter so much as the direction they are headed in."
She chuckled at the fate of whoever was on the other end of that phone. It amused her somewhat that he wasn't even willing to spend half a second listening to whoever that had been. His business with her was apparently more important. That pleased her.
Lenna was darn right that she had a good resume. There was a reason she'd done as well as she had for herself and it wasn't her looks, though she knew they helped. The other woman insulted her personality and said something else but Mina didn't really hear it and didn't care. As far as she was concerned she was done talking. Still, the woman pressed her for her reasoning behind becoming quiet. Apparently she didn't understand the simple phrasing or didn't hear her.
"I said you don't need to know. So I'm not going to tell you."
Mina glared at the ceiling even though she was still smiling. Now she was looking forward to tomorrow and the mission so that she could have it done with and be rid of this woman.
He confirmed that he had no idea how to utilize his power when he apologized. That gave her something of an idea of his current abilities. The blade hadn't been that sharp. She'd simply been unlucky enough to poke the very point of it fairly hard. On the bright side he probably couldn't call them up at will yet. However his power had demonstrated that it or rather he instinctively protected himself. Deven asked for a way to reach her and Mina smirked. This guy was a lot more her speed than the last one she'd given her number to. Mina opened her purse and pulled a card with a cell phone number on it out.
"Here."
The card was laid on the table. It was devoid of her name or anything but the number. She used these for her clients as well. Since he was technically a client he would get one. Maybe eventually he'd connect her with Mute by way of the card. That wasn't something to worry about though. He probably already had a fair idea of her profession. She'd just have to kill him before he could tell anyone else Mute's identity. Mina hadn't avoided the police all this time to be done in by Deven. The money in the case was all in order and he told her that any future payments for jobs would go into the bank account that he'd given her the information for.
"What's one more bank account?"
Mina had many of them and in fact had a couple that were entirely legitimate that she used solely for cash for stock market transactions. Being a woman that cared about her finances like she was, Mina preferred to have her bases covered should jobs dry up for a time. Between the money in her accounts and the income from her stocks she'd have plenty to keep her for some time if that occurred.
Instead of his chest she ended up poking a blade. Well that told her his mutation at the cost of a tiny cut that was perhaps the size of a paper cut. A bead of blood welled from the opening in her flesh and Mina brought brought the injured finger tip to her mouth and sucked the blood off of it mostly on reflex. Judging by his reaction he had no clue how his mutation worked. She chose not to comment on it. Mostly because she had no wish to enter a conversation about mutations at the moment. Instead she thought over his offer.
She'd be an information source and likely a threat to any that would oppose him. In exchange she'd be paid well and he claimed that his life debt meant that he wouldn't sell her out. Mina doubted that highly but decided not to voice that opinion either. It was a good offer, though she didn't like the way it was made. His assurance was somewhat grating, as though he knew what she'd say and knew what to say to get her to agree. It would be beneficial to her, for now. Plus, he was still quite mortal. It wouldn't be too hard to put him down if she decided to do so.
"Ok. I think we can make that deal."
Mina turned and retrieved her money from where he'd indicated it would be. Of course she counted it thoroughly too. If he was offended then he'd just have to get over it. That was Mina's way and not even the most powerful crimelords of the city had broken her of it.
Mina left the money where it was at for the moment. No, what needed her attention more at the moment was Deven. Her eyebrow rose upward as she rose from the bed and strode confidently over to the table. She leaned across the table to stare him in the eyes. A finger darted forward to collide with his chest.
"And what makes you think you'll do any better than any of the other information dealers I work with?"
To say nothing of the contacts she'd made on her own back when she'd first started. Mina had impressed the right people and that spread by word of mouth. She had enough work to keep her busy and comfortable. And say nothing of it was what she did. Mina wanted to see what he could do without that tidbit. Deven would have to talk himself up more than that if he was going to catch her interest.
As Mina saw it, she had no need for a new broker when her current ones worked so well. He was just a mutant with an unknown mutation promising her things that she had no way of knowing if he could deliver on. She waited to see what his next tactic would be.
