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.
At the woman's answer Cosmina laughed. Not a disbelieving laugh at having been turned down but one that was truly mirthful.
"Neither am I. Normally I would have allowed that man to chat me up. You seemed more interesting. That's all."
What was most funny to Cosmina was that the woman's mind had jumped immediately to the possibility of her being a lesbian and having to crush that as quickly as possible. Was she approached by lesbians so often that she felt that she had to make that fact abundantly clear to any woman that was even curious? In either case the decision to talk to this woman was already paying off. She had made Mina laugh after all.
The cheeky flirt picked her up! Not only that but he distinctly copped a feel while he was at it. Cosmina grinned at him as he essentially skated them down the street using the same trick he had used to descend safely from the rooftop. Even with a bit of a detour he'd taken in an attempt to either impress or startle her they made decent time and arrived at the bar before they would have had they walked. Before he set her down Cosmina blatantly reached behind him and gave his rear a squeeze. Turn about was fair play after all. She made no move to pardon the action or give reason, merely smirked as he welcomed her to the bar. Following this he asked what she preferred to drink.
"Tonight I think beer."
Cosmina had tried many different alcohols over the years. Eventually she'd decided that while there were many different flavors she truly didn't favor any particular alcohol over others. They would all succeed in getting a body drunk. The only difference being how quickly they could achieve that end. Sam appeared to be leaving the choice of seating to her. With that in mind she chose a booth off to one side. It was roomy enough to allow each of them their space if they wanted it and there weren't too many people nearby. She led the two of them over to her chosen table and sat down.
"So Sam, aside from my drink order, what did you want to ask me?"
Would he put duty before pleasure and put aside their flirtatious games until she'd answered the appropriate questions regarding the near theft of her car? Or would mix the two together, hoping to lower her guard by continuing flirt with her and slipping the questions in here and there? Perhaps he'd do neither but she'd do her best to be ready for it. So far he was nearly as much fun as her toy had been. Of course much of her toy's fun had stemmed from cleverness and naivete. Sam appeared to have the cleverness but he certainly didn't seem naive.
Cosmina laughed as she felt the young one shove against her stomach. Oh it had worked all too well! All it would take was one more push to make the girl turn her powers loose again. Then the fun would begin. With a wicked grin in place she responded to her small potential adversary.
"Oh I think you did mean to and you just don't want to admit. Admitting it makes it true and you don't want to be known as a child that hates her fellow mutants. A freak that hates the freaks."
The girl threatened to blast her and Cosmina leaned in close.
"Do it. You know you want to. I've said horrible things about you so go on. Attack me!"
Cosmina hadn't precisely been expecting trouble when she'd left today but she'd tucked a semi-automatic handgun in her purse anyway. She'd grown complacent enough to stop carrying and then she'd been caught without during the theft with Effigy. That was a mistake she had quickly rectified and wouldn't be making again. It was only a good thing no one important had been there to witness it. She stuck one hand in her purse and grasped the weapon. She wouldn't be aiming to kill here. There was no money to be gained or any other direct benefit. But she would wound. Cosmina generally held back when facing children. Not from any reluctance mind you but simply because she saw no point in exerting herself to her fullest for an adversary that wouldn't be much of a challenge.
Cosmina smirked at the girl's attempt to brush off her taunt and walk past her. She wouldn't let it be that easy. Not at all. She moved to block the girl's way again.
"Well then she's been a horrible mommy. Letting a bad child like you run around and get into such mischief. She ought to be ashamed."
Cosmina feigned a moment of thought.
"Unless of course you don't have a mommy and whoever is taking care of you is to blame for you being so utterly horrid. Just look at all the panic you caused. Not to mention the rude way you stared at that poor mutant man."
Another pause complete with a smirk.
"I never thought I'd see the day when one mutant could be so bad to another mutant."
Maybe that would have the desired affect. Cosmina wasn't about to let the little girl leave with seeing that power again.
Now Cosmina was noticing the child in front of the exhibit. Of course she was only noticing because the wolfman had noticed. She was staring at him. Gawking was a better word for it. He seemed annoyed by it and Cosmina stood back and enjoyed this little spectacle before her. If she had to guess the girl was probably frightened of the wolfman. Given her apparent age and body language that was the most likely reason for her rude behavior. When presented with a fight or flight situation her body had probably frozen up in fear and she'd done neither. This continued for some time. The wolfman grew more and more irritated as the moments of the girl's staring passed and Cosmina just sat and grinned. Why she was just about to laugh when he started growling but was preempted by the all too sudden blast of force and sound that sent her backwards onto the ground.
Unwilling to be caught disadvantaged during a possible attack Cosmina dragged herself to her feet as soon as she was able. Pretty much everyone in the vicinity of the enclosure had been blasted off their feet by the blast. Though her eyes scoured the area for a device capable of generating such an attack she found none. As she had initially suspected it was the work of a mutant. After another minute of searching Cosmina's eyes landed on the girl. She'd been frightened by the wolfman and now he was bowled over and unlikely to terrorize anyone until he recovered. Moreover, despite the blast, she was up and moving before anyone else. As chaos took hold, Cosmina moved in to stop this girl from leaving.
It wasn't any misguided attempt at justice that informed this decision to interfere with the girl. Nor was it an attempt to make money, at least not directly. No, Cosmina was simply curious about the mutation that could cause such a ruckus and it's applications. Such power could be useful to her if focused properly. With a grin firmly in place and her balance sufficiently recovered Cosmina dashed the final few steps between her and the girl's apparent route.
"Such a naughty girl, causing such a ruckus and trying to leave. Didn't your mommy teach you to take responsibility for your actions?"
A throaty chuckle followed the condescending comment. Cosmina was confident she could prevent another untimely meeting between her behind and the pavement now that she was anticipating another blast.
Cosmina was bored. Her toy had run off and she'd had little luck finding him again. As such she had no one to tease or play with at all except when she was working and it just wasn't the same. There had been a couple of others she'd encountered but they weren't nearly as fun. Her lack of things to do had led her to Central Park and that in turn had led her to the zoo. Aside from watching the animals she could watch people as well. They were essentially the same thing from certain points of view. Animals probably didn't come back after dying like humans did though.
Or maybe they did. It wasn't as though Cosmina could communicate with them to find out. It was an interesting thought but Cosmina didn't indulge it long. No one paid her to kill animals. As such their status upon death didn't really concern her over much. Eventually Cosmina ended up somewhere across from the snow leopard habitat where she was content to stand and people watch. The diversity of New York being what it was there were all sorts of people about for Cosmina to study. Most of them she disregarded. Most of them just weren't worth her time. They were the sort of people who'd probably never even bruised someone else on purpose and wouldn't last five minutes under serious threat.
The ones that did catch her gaze for any length of time looked rich or dangerous. Very rarely were the two word applicable to a single person in such a way as mattered to her. Money was powerful of course. Cosmina couldn't imagine being without it. However the sort of danger she was looking for was more in the life threatening school of danger, not the life ruining. Though the existence of people like herself meant that someone could have both sorts of power if willing to pay enough. This emphasis meant that Cosmina didn't notice the young girl standing in from of the exhibit. No, at the moment she was too busy noticing a man that could be aptly described as a wolfman.
All in all Cosmina figured that her evening would be an enjoyable one. Sam wasn't bad to look at and flirtatious in his own right. She'd had a good work out with Basile, a brief encounter with a thief who in all honestly could only have evaded police up until tonight by sheer luck, and now drinks with the man responsible for saving her from the thief. It all added up to make for decent prospects for the evening. Though she had to smirk at the good citizen comment. Anyone that knew her in her professional capacity would never say such a thing.
She was just about to mention the Tavern when Sam beat her to it. Apparently he'd been around here before. That made things easier. Cosmina let him ramble on until he stopped with a question. Would she prefer to walk or use his little ice trick? The Tavern wasn't far. She could easily walk no problem. However experiencing that little ice slide for herself would garner her a tiny bit more information about him and specifically his mutation. She grinned.
"Fast is good."
Once they got to the bar the interrogation was going to be mutual. He could ask his questions and would likely get lies for answers depending on what he asked. She would be asking some questions of her own. Knowing one's enemy made all the difference in most scenarios Cosmina could think of. Since there was a possibility he could end up her enemy at some point getting to know him would be a good idea.
The man left. That was good. Now Cosmina didn't have to sit at an awkward angle to see the other woman. She paid no attention to the man as he left. She'd made her decision to leave him be and wasn't going to go back on it. Unfortunately the other woman's mood did indeed appear to be foul. The tone in which she answered Cosmina lessened the woman's smile just a little bit. It was hard to smile when people were rude. However Cosmina bounced right back. If the object of her curiosity was down then Cosmina would make up for it with her pleasant demeanor.
Of course she probably wouldn't like that. People determined to be in a foul mood didn't like happiness and smiles. That wouldn't stop Cosmina though. No man or woman was going to slay her smile that easily. If blonde didn't she could just deal with it. Cosmina took a sip of her drink and took the man's empty stool. No point in trying to talk with that much space between them. Another happy smile adorned her face as she turned to the woman again.
"I said I'd love to get acquainted! The name's Cosmina. And you?"
Inwardly the brunette chuckled. There was amusement to be had from annoying someone bent on preserving a bad mood. There was no point in bad moods. Life was meant to be lived fast and without regret. Bad moods only hampered that. That was why Cosmina almost never let herself get in one. Of course there was the odd occasion when someone pissed her off to the point where there was no option but a bad mood. Those were rare however. Cosmina raised her glass to the other woman and took another drink.
He smiled and offered a friendly handshake. His name was Sam Johnson. Cosmina took his offered hand in a friendly shake, her own smile stretching just a slight bit wider to indicate pleasure at making his acquaintance.
"Cosmina Stanton. You can call me Cosmina."
Giving a false last name was in her best interest. Cosmina Walker was missing and presumed dead for eleven years now. The general speculation, as Cosmina kept close tabs on developments regarding her family and estate, was that Cosmina was abducted by whoever had killed her mother. Some people thought she was still alive. On the whole most thought she was dead and her body simply hadn't been found yet. Eventually Cosmina planned to go and take control of the estate. The lawyer had been keeping it tied up in loopholes and legal proceedings for years on the off chance that she was still alive. Rather ridiculous of him but it would provide her with a good opportunity later.
Sam dealt with the police officers when they arrived. This was something for which Cosmina was grateful. There wasn't much chance of it but being recognized from the store robbery that she'd completed with her missing toy would put a damper on the evening. The thief was hauled away without much fuss. Sam turned back to her and offered to 'question' her over a drink. Her smile split into a grin. She laughed a moment before answering.
"Is that how you interrogate all your witnesses or am I just lucky?"
Cosmina gave a low chuckle. He really was an interesting one, this Sam.
"Of course I'll join you either way. Wouldn't want to obstruct justice or anything of the sort."
The other woman kept right on rejecting the man, despite his obvious wealth. She sounded as though she were in a bad mood for some reason or another. As silly as it was to reject the man and his money Cosmina found herself intrigued. What sort of woman would turn down such a man? Though it went against her better judgment Cosmina decided to find out. No reason she couldn't let the man buy her a drink though. Therefore, after he was done annoying the woman on his right and offered her a drink she accepted. Once the bartender had completed her drink she took a sip of it.
"Thanks for the drink but you can go now."
A smile adorned Cosmina's face as she dismissed the man. He was certain to be annoyed. She'd allowed him to buy her a drink and was now telling him to get lost. He was a pushy, silly sort of man that didn't know when to quit. These were traits that his money forgave or they would be if Cosmina hadn't decided to sate her curiosity about the woman he'd hit on first instead. As though to emphasize her disinterest she looked away from him entirely. If he annoy her too much she would simply silence him. Not permanently, that was too much for so small an infraction. However he would likely lose a lot of his grating presence if he couldn't speak.
With a pleasant smile Cosmina leaned around the man, continuing to ignore his existance, until she could see the woman on his other side.
"Hello there! I hope that boor hasn't soured you on conversation tonight. I'd love to get acquainted!"
Mercy? For the man that tried to steal her precious car? That just wouldn't do. If the law man wouldn't see to his punishment then Cosmina would. Her beautiful Jaguar was hers alone and worth good money. More importantly the man was either ignoring her or possessed of fairly decent self control. It didn't matter though. She'd meant it merely as a test. It gave her information on this man. As did his answer. He wasn't exactly with the police so that meant he was with the X-Men. She would need to see him make more arrests but if they followed the pattern set by this one then he had a propensity toward offering mercy to those wrongdoers he caught.
Cosmina chuckled at his seeming disappoint in the thief's decision. She was quite fine with it. That meant that he'd be going to jail for trying to steal her baby. When one-eye turned back to her this time he looked. That earned him a grin, if only for a moment. She gave him a shrug and hopped off of the vehicle.
"Oh it's ok. I'm alright." Cosmina paused, "So who do I owe for my valiant rescue?"
A name would save her having to refer to him by nicknames. If he asked after her name she would given her given name. No need to get her professional/mutant name mixed up in this. For all he knew she was a normal woman who was brave enough to face down a gun. His last remark made it sound like there were more of these thieves. Well the next one that tried would learn not to mess with her car. Honestly he was very lucky that the ice mutant had been here. It wouldn't have been a pretty or painless death otherwise. He was getting off exceedingly easy as far as she was concerned.
Oh he even used one liners! Alright so it was only a quote from an old TV show but still. Cosmina always the best fun working with mercenaries that dropped sarcastic comments and snarky one liners regularly. They made her grin a lot. Plus jobs were so much more fun when your partner knew how to be light-hearted about the whole thing. A job was a job, there was no need to be a sour puss. Apparently her brief show of fear hadn't done much to make her seem the frightened victim. She'd put on a better show when she'd been faced down with police along side Effigy. Cosmina wanted to pout because her toy had run away and she hadn't seen him since. She didn't though.
Instead she chuckled lightly as he voiced some small awe at her composure and winked at her. If she had been the type to get startled every time a gun was pulled on her she would have had to have found a different line of work. Really, what other sort of work could she possibly be suited for with a mutation like hers?
"It's not the first time I've seen a gun and it probably won't be the last."
Her smiled brightened for a moment and she stayed exactly where she was as he turned to deal with the would be thief. Cosmina saw him flash a badge. He was either MRC or those mutants they'd been working with lately, the X-Men, then. It paid to keep abreast of developments in the police forces when your primary income was generally illegal in nature. Mutants in the force were usually in the MRC division. So the question became was he a policeman or merely affiliated with them?
"You're in the police then?"
It was a polite inquiry that she coupled with a sweet tone and a small lean forward as though she were interested in the answer. The fact that her t-shirt happened to have a v-neck that would make for a good view for him at that angle had very little do with it all.
Cosmina saw the new player in this little comedy long before he made his entrance. He was watching them from atop a building that was across from the lot where she'd parked. A vigilante perhaps? Or maybe the car thief's accomplice? Perhaps if she was truly lucky he was a plain clothes cop. He certainly seemed to be taking his time deciding whether or not he was going to intervene. After all, all sorts of things could happened to her in the time it would take him to get down to street level from that roof top and cross the street. Assuming he was human of course.
Her face was a perfect smiling mask, showing none of these thoughts to the man on the ground before her. So when their little stalker descended from the rooftop via sliding down an icy pathway she didn't visibly react. So he was a mutant with ice powers? Well he got points for not simply walking in but ice slides had been done before so Cosmina wasn't all that impressed. The eye patch could denote several things but combined with the way he held himself she'd have to guess that he was a man of action or something of sort.
The thief couldn't see him and thus the ice user was taking advantage of his blind spot and his preoccupation with Cosmina to sneak up on him. So he was one of those save the day hero types. That was fine. Cosmina would let him save the day and account her the grateful victim. As the man closed in on the theif the thief drew a gun and pointed it at her. Cosmina fought the urge to grin at him. Did he think he could scare her with a gun? If she cared to she could reach either of two guns that were nearby before he could hit her. She wouldn't though. It was time to act. Cosmina let her smile waver as though she were actually frightened.
Cosmina watched the fresh catch waltz in the door. He had money and he wanted everyone to know it. His attire, his accessories, his hair, all of it was meant to impress. All she cared about was that it took a considerable amount of income to purchase the things he was wearing. If he turned out too intelligent to fall for a gold digger then she could move on. Yes, Cosmina was quite willing to admit that she was a gold digger when it came to relationships. You either married a man for the money or had your fun and dumped him. Love got people nothing but pain. It just wasn't worth it.
The man proceeded to sit beside one of the women at the bar. Cosmina took a drink and watched as she rebuffed him. He didn't seem at all deterred by that. In fact he just laughed and tried again. He was used to getting his way. That was a trait that he and Cosmina shared. Her smile pulled into a brief smirk and relaxed again. One last drink and she left her empty glass behind as she moved from the table to the bar.
There was an open stool on the other side of the man. Cosmina slipped onto it while he smiled at the blonde woman. Why she ignored him and turned him down was anyone's guess. For any purpose other than prevent them from screwing up a mission Cosmina was horrible at figuring out what other people would do and why. Other people just didn't operate in the same ways as she did. Her kill count would either be much higher or much lower if they did.
