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 Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
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 Quincy Archer on Jul 28, 2011 21:10:54 GMT -6
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Quin grinned and shrugged her shoulders, “I’m willing to suspend collection upon delivery of evidence to support any claim that may have just been made.”
They were police after all. It was only right. Besides, three beers in and the night young suggested that it was good idea to prolong the conversation. For now, Ashton could just buy his own beer.
As to the rest of his question.
“I don’t know.” she said with a shrug of her shoulders, ” I just figured you were more of a…dimly lit room, sipping brandy and listening to piano music type.”
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An eyebrow rose, and Quin regarded Ashton from over the top of her mostly-empty beer as he pointed out that a club was a much better place to dance than a bar. She lowered the beer, empty, and was surprised to see another one in front of her. She grinned at the barman and took the new beer.
”Sounds like you know from personal experience.” she said, ” Which is interesting because you don’t strike me as the clubbing type.”
It was true. He didn’t. Ashton seemed more like the…sipping liquor and hanging out in a dark smoke, filled room type. And that image…Quin had to laugh.
” I’m only good at two out of three of those things though.” she said, meaning darts, pool, and dancing. Taking a sip of the new beer so it didn’t feel left out. ” Bet you your next beer you can’t guess which.”
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 28, 2011 16:16:50 GMT -6
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Ah, well handled. Quin approved. By the time Ashton turned back to her, a broad grin had spread across the redhead’s features and she was chuckling. That, right there, might have just earned Detective Drake another free beer. It was nice to have a friend, especially one as popular as Ashton.
Honestly. Quin couldn’t blame the blond for trying. But that was ancient history now, and she had a question to answer.
”Unless you’re at a wing place...I usually settle with chips and salsa. Salt goes well with beer. ”
Quin looked around and shrugged her shoulders. " Beyond food...I like darts...and pool." she smirked slightly.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 27, 2011 10:56:22 GMT -6
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Quin watched the whole exchange with interest. Surely, Ashton was not going to ditch bonding time with his partner for some tiny blond bar fly who was obviously out to get herself a drink.
The woman commented on how this was her first time in the bar and Quin actually snorted a bit into her beer. If Ashton was into someone laying it on that thick, Quin was going to seriously lose respect for the guy. They were in New York, there were like 8 million people. A person had to have standards. The redhead filed all of this away in her head, where it would stay waiting for the first opportunity. If she got ditched.
The lady did need a drink, it turned out. Quin was shocked. Really, and slightly more shocked that Ashton continued the conversation. At least until he turned and asked for her opinion.
Quin grinned. She couldn’t help herself.
”I’m a beer girl myself, and it’s cold here…and cheap!” she said with slightly exaggerated delight.
The blond glared from around Ashton and Quin grinned at her, then raised her glass and took a drink, smacking her lips when she was done. ”Ahhh.”
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 25, 2011 9:44:04 GMT -6
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Yeah. Quin was usually pretty mild-mannered, at least for a redhead. The thing was, her horoscope had warned her that something like this might happen today. That she might have to assert herself against a negative force of energy. Obviously this was that source.
Glancing at Ashton in surprise, and letting a subtle smirk cross her features after the lady pushed through them. Quin turned on her heel and strode around the visitor, taking advantage of her knowledge of MRC to navigate the desks and get in front of her once more. To get by this time, the chick would either have to vault a desk or walk through Quin.
“I’m sorry Miss…oh right, you’ve got a Visitor badge, not a name tag. I wasn’t asking you what you were doing for my health. And I don’t care how you intimidated Cynthia, you don’t walk into my department and push people around. So let me rephrase my question.” Sure, MRC was just technically where she interned…but still, it felt like home. Either way, there was no turning back now.
Quin took a breath and made the lady wait before she spoke. ” What business do you have here? And where can I help you go to complete it as quickly as possible?”
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 25, 2011 9:33:43 GMT -6
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” You are quoting the law to me.” Quin sputtered, staring incredulously at the stranger as she held the perp down and resisted the urge to do anything else. He continued with the threats. Apparently now his high-and-mighty cowboy highness was going to start with the ankles. If Quin had had an empty hand, she’d have slapped herself in the forehead. As it was, she promised herself never to ignore the horoscopes again.
The perp gave up the information, which would undoubtedly be useful, but would have undoubtedly been obtained by far more legal means had the guy been interrogated at the precinct. Sure the stranger had gotten the words more quickly.
Seething, the redhead stared at the man again for a moment, trying to record even more detail for when she found the sketch artist later at the precinct. “Since you’re such a student, then you’ll know that you need to stick around and give a statement.” she barked.
”Also, while you’re at it, why don’t you show me you registration for that weapon Mr…?” Yeah, chances were small that he was going to stick around to do any of that. Quin had already known that though, and even if this guy was a vigilante…hell, they had city-sanctioned costume-wearing freaks running around already. What was on more. The guy she was sitting on had tried to take a kid, and it had been organized.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 21, 2011 9:15:50 GMT -6
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The story told by the snake man and his companion was really too simple to be made up. There was still the fact that they’d waited for the police to show up too, instead of running like someone truly guilty would have done. There was no doubt in Quin’s mind that the snake-man at least could take care of himself. His companion looked shy, and young, and kept avoiding eye contact. The dad was still shouting, and making a scene, and Quin frowned in his general direction.
“Thank you both. “ she said, “If you don’t mind waiting around just a few more moments, I think we’ll have everything sorted out.”
That said, Quin made her way back to the parents and the child. Ashton was on the kid’s level a bit, asking him what had happened and listening as the little boy answered. The boy’s story sounded much more like the mutant’s than his parents and Quin had a feeling they’d be out of here in time to stop and grab a hot dog from one of the vendors in the park.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 20, 2011 7:40:21 GMT -6
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And…they were both staring at her. Had she said all of that out loud? Had it been loud enough for them to hear? Suddenly, Quin could feel her cheeks pinking up and a number of excuses bubbling their way to the surface. She clamped her jaws shut though, and nodded her head to Cervantes’ confirmation of her desire to put out a BOLO.
Ashton hadn’t said anything, but Quin knew how he’d probably react to all of her strange superstitions. Damn her for thinking out loud!
Out of sight, out of mind, right? As Ashton spoke about putting someone outside the girl’s door at the hospital, Quin slunk off to work on putting out the BOLO on the guy who was responsible for all this mess. At least she’d be good for something tonight.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 20, 2011 7:33:05 GMT -6
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The wailing sirens were getting closer, and it finally seemed like the man she was pinning down had given up the fight. The vigilante who’d shot the other kidnapper, however, seemed to just be warming up.
”Right.” Quin said, the whole idea that she was arguing philosophy in this situation trying to beat its way out of the back of her head as a headache brewed there.
”But you start shooting people like this when they do things…and they’re always desperate because they know they’re going to die.” He was doing a fancy job trying to talk his way out of trouble…but Quin didn’t buy it.
As to all his fancy talk about water boarding and torture. She sighed.
”We wouldn’t do any of that. It would invalidate your testimony. What I will say...is that you have the right to remain silent…”
As she read the man his rights, and the sirens got closer, Quin looked steadily at the guy with the gun, trying her best to set his features straight in her mind.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 17, 2011 22:25:49 GMT -6
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He didn’t get it. Quin sighed and simply shrugged her shoulders. There was no use trying to explain, she’d just come across as desperate for attention or contrary to her common attitude. It was one thing to be treated like one of the guys on the job. That was more than acceptable. To be treated like one of the guys all the time . Too much.
A polite little cough emerged from the other side of Ashton, and Quin ignored it for the moment, opting for drinking more of her second beer. While it had managed to stick around longer than the first…it too was starting to dwindle. The bartender, recognizing Quin for what she was, slid another to wait on deck.
”The more the merrier.” she responded toasting thin air and finishing her second beer.
Now, instead of a cough, a voice came from the other side of Ashton, and Quin plopped her elbows on the bar, leaning forward so she could see the tiny thing that had hidden herself over there.
Did who come there often? It didn’t take Quin long to figure out the answer to her unspoken question and she rolled her eyes and settled back on her stool. This was a chance to blow off steam…and it had turned into a partner bonding experience. Surely Ashton would politely tell the lady to buzz off.
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 17, 2011 20:05:48 GMT -6
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So, it was tradition. A boy’s club though. Quin knew how it was. They thought a woman would cramp their style, keep them from talking about the things they normally talked about. Keep them from doing the things they were used to doing. Quin didn’t mind any of those things. It was the same ole trap though. Soon enough they’d find out that she could pose as one of the guys…and they’d really start treating her like one of the guys.
It was just a little depressing…because she wanted to be social with the people she worked around.
Quin studied her beer and her glass. Then Ashton pointed out that he wouldn’t mind her making it a habit to show up. Quin laughed.
”Really? Do you have something against other people showing up?”
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 17, 2011 8:12:46 GMT -6
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Quin deadpanned as much as she could while holding a man down on the ground. At least she’d gotten the guy’s attention before he’d left. Maybe now she could keep him talking while they waited for backup to arrive.
”If you’d cared to notice.” she said, working still to prolong the conversation, ”All of his buddies had already gotten away. You weren’t saving anyone by blowing his brains out. We had time, and two are easier to interrogate than one, now we might never find out what the plan was. Police tactics might be predictable, but at least they’re legal. As opposed to running in like a cowboy and screwing everything up.
The guy under her tried to roll her off and Quin shoved him back down into the floor, " But...thank goodness you were here to play hero."
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 16, 2011 23:43:19 GMT -6
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”Thank god.” Quin said when Ashton picked up beer and announced that he was indeed drinking. Yes, it was a bit worrisome that the other guys had decided to ditch when they found out she was joining them for drinks, but as long as her partner had her back…Quin was okay.
”So is this like…a regular thing?” Quin asked after a few moments of comfortable silence. ”Because I know I could definitely use a drink every now and then.”
Posted by Quincy Archer on Jul 15, 2011 19:08:24 GMT -6
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”You idiot!” Quin snarled over the din of the crowd, ”If he’d had any idea what he was doing he’d have ran off instead of heading in here. I was unarmed. He wasn’t exactly putting himself in mortal danger until you stepped in.”
”And I told you to stay where you are!” Quin shouted, as he saluted her and picked up the bullet casing from the ground. She had a choice. The gun from the second thug was a few feet away. To get to it, though, she’d have to let the second bad guy up…he’d be gone.
She glanced at the gun, then swore, shifting her weight again and eliciting a pained groan from the bad guy.