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.
I've only just returned so my nomination is a wee bit biased but I wanna nominate Sebby. Reading all of the posts leading up to the plot really blew my mind and I think there's a lot of effort there in creating and managing a plot so all of us writers can be included and have fun. The posts are seriously interesting- I feel like I'm reading an actual book. And Sebby's evolution through the threads is something else!
She smiled as he demonstrated his French accent, pleased with herself for finding yet another kind person in NYC. Whoever said the Big Apple was full of thugs? Certainly not her! (she'd specifically said mutant thugs). "Oui Oui!" she said "That's all I know. I make bags of trying to learn other languages. Always thought it would come in handy but don't seem to have the talent for picking them up. Just makes me feel like an eegit" she laughed.
She was doing a much better job of making new friends than she was of keeping her accent in check. At least the running seemed to be working out and she was making headway in the cases. Not all a loss. Though she knew if her brother could see her now he'd be surprised to see her making any friends at all. Growing up it was always the two of them. Thick as thieves. Her other half. "A cool down walk to the diner sounds grand!" she exclaimed a little cheerier than she'd intended.
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Lumen listened and watched as Paul pointed out some of the city markers. A few of them she knew and would give a comment on, but many of them she didn't. She was starting to know the city very well by night, but it was a totally different place in the daylight that was for sure. She'd gotten so many of the streets down in her mind and was starting to memorize many of the shops and touristy places and she'd barley been here a week.
She stood back when Paul was addressed by a wealthier man who obviously mistook him as someone else. She didn't want to embarrass him by saying much until they were out of ear shot. "Well mate, at least they aren't mistaking you for the opposite sex. Many times when I go to job interviews they expect me to be male. No idea why. Lumen is not a common name but it certainly doesn't sound masculine to me" the truth was, many men didn't expect Lumen to have the skills she had. Since she never disclosed to clients that she was a mutant they really didn't expect anything much of her and were usually doubtful upon first impression. But she'd always win them over, if not in the interview, when she solved their case.
She gave her arms and neck a stretch when Paul announced they'd arrived at their destination. She surveyed the area taking careful note of the exits and the amount of people. There were times when Lumen could seem like a lion, proud, graceful, and in charge. But it was in moments like these that she more resembled the deer- willing to dash at a moments notice carefully taking in her surroundings. "Seems nice. Like I said, anything's better than the hotel." She liked the idea of the shop buying local. It reminded her of the bread shops back home and it certainly smelled like one.
She followed Paul to their table and realized just how hard she'd worked it today when she sat down. Every muscle screeched at her and for an instant it probably showed on her face. "Here?" she asked a little disoriented.".. eh.. sorry." she re-adjusted he weight and graciously accepted a glass of water from a passing waiter. She took a generous gulp then sat the glass down. "Sorry, was feeling so good from that run didn't realize how not good my muscles were feeling." she gave a lop sided smile looking across him at the table. There was a slight blush to her cheeks, in part from the run, in part from the rest, but maybe just a little bit in part to the handsome guy sitting across from her. Keep talking blondie. Knowing his rating on the hot or not scale wont help you one bit if trouble goes down "I ah, came here for work." she explained wondering how much information she should give him. "Im good at finding things." she eluded.
A waiter came with more water and set menus down in front of them. It was such a quaint place Lumen was almost surprised the menu wasn't posted on a chalk board out front but she peered through it anyway. She ordered the special; 2 eggs, 4 strips of bacon, hash browns, toast, and a fruit cup. They new how to eat back in Ireland and they'd certainly taught her. "It seems to be working out well for me." she added "I am quite surprised how many interesting people I've been meeting. Im not usually a social person..." she trailed off hoping that might explain to him if she was missing any cultural queues or seeming a little strange in their communication. It was the God's honest truth. There wasn't room for a lot of friends in this business... but then again back home she'd been ousted as a mutant and missing her other half. Here no one seemed to care whether she was a mutant or not.
"What about you, Paul?"
ooc: going to try this colour thing, I must have made the code incorrect a dozen times because of the spelling difference. Haha think that's the big reason why I never used it before!
Lumen smiled as the man turned around. She was still no more sure of his age then when he had his back to her. He looked young but also had a look to him like he'd seen a lot. That or the older men of New York all had discovered the secret to anti-aging. She remembered finding it hard to place Detective Jorge's age as well and when she finally looked it up she was shocked to see he was in his 40s.
The man looked for his keys only to realize they werent there. "I think you dropped them when you ah.." she motioned to the sweater embarrassing herself by realizing she was checking out his body. Not really in the same sense most men or women checked each other out.... but more of a sizing up a potential opponent, or maybe a ally. Who knew? It was a habit and one she was worried she might have been caught at.
"Lumen." she replied to him with a smile. "New here. If you can't tell by the accent I'm told is blatantly obvious" she laughed. "Nice to meet you Paul."
He invited her out to breakfast and it took her a moment to consider. She knew her power wasn't quite in check but she'd been on such a roll lately with meeting new people and they'd been leading to a lot of networking. As much as the inner Lumen wanted to be cautious she couldn't see the harm in breakfast. It wasn't like she wasn't a pro at running if she needed to. "That sounds... nice Paul. Thank you." she smiled. "Any ideas where? I haven't gone much past the hotel restaurant and local coffee shop." she admitted.
ooc: feel free to gloss over the walking to a place
"Ah Detective Jorge, I've met him too. He's kinda like the *cough* handsome *cough* face of the mutant division eh?" she laughed. "He's really into this case." she agreed. "it's good then that we all know each other."
She listened to him explain his mutation and couldn't help it when a smile started to form. No, he wasn't dangerous physically but Tasean had the mutation makings of an excellent PI from his description. "Well that's something." she commented. "The science of it all is quite confusing, for any mutation. For myself I went years thinking I was telepathic." she pointed to her eyes that glowed for half a second while she focused on the energy. "...you know, telepathic with strange glowy eyes" she chimed. "But... one day my mom was helping me try to focus on that energy and relax a little with it so I'd stop getting headaches... and suddenly you get..." she closed her eyes for a moment, took a breath, then felt the heat move throughout her body. "a walking light house!" her skin was now glowing. Just a little. Just enough to make her point and hopefully not enough to make anyone notice.
"So it was light manipulation all along and it doesn't surprise me one bit that you're manipulating it on a wave level. I've spent countless hours researching it. Scientists believe light works on more than one plane and in more than one way. Like a substance as opposed to the result of an energy I guess. They're having trouble proving the theory but really I think you and I are walking proof. Just excuse me though if I don't go flagging down a scientist for experiments." she winked at him.
Lumen listened as he explained his work, blowing the steam from the very hot hot chocolate. "I suppose it would be a growing field." she commented rooting around in her bag for one of her cards. "Why don't you give me your card and I'll give you mine." she passed hers to him. "Im a private investigator, moved over on a Visa from Ireland for a bit. Im investigating all the missing children." she took a sip.
"I think you'd be a good contact to have. I'm good at finding people and no doubt while trying to find these kids I'll find some others. It's good to let them know their are choices and opportunity out there. So many teens take to the streets instead of learning more about their powers and integrating into society." she was saying the words but not entirely sure of herself that she felt them. On the outside Lumen played the role of the balanced critical thinker but on the inside she was always full of turmoil over her feelings of mutants. "Maybe you can give me a ring if you hear anything about missing mutant kids" Despite being a mutant herself she was quite afraid of others and mutations freaked her out in general. It was just too hard not to think about the mutants who took her brother. But with that in mind she knew she'd feel much better around Tasean if she knew what his mutation was his mutation was.
"So, Tasean, you're not blue, there's no horn coming out of your head. Don't tell me your mutation is being ridiculously polite and southern?" she grinned.
And there it was, a 10000 kilowatt smile. Lumen had to wonder if Jorge was a lady killer. He shook her hand goodbye and they parted ways, Lumen heading in the opposite direction once she got outside the door.
Unicorn Man. She still couldn't wrap her head around that as a mutation. There had to be more to it. Did the guy have super Unicorn powers? Could he fly? No wait- that was Pegasus. Did the horn do something special? And what about this family of his. She still thought it was incredibly suspicious that the wife and kid just disappeared. She didn't get a chance though to read anymore information while with the detective. It was considered 'sensitive' and 'confidential'. Hopefully she'd be receiving a call from them soon and have the entire file forwarded her way. Speaking of which...
She whipped out her phone and fired of a quick text to the agency that arranged the meeting. She felt it went pretty good and knew she'd be up late tonight researching M and seeing what else she could find out about the mutant school. Jorge barley raised an eyebrow at that suggestion. Sure the evidence so far pointed to the Unicorn Man and Future Site... but she felt like a big piece was missing and when there's a school hoarding mutants like advent chocolate she was curious why no one was checking it out. Perhaps another meeting might be in order with someone from the school.... only after the final OK from the boys in blue.
Lumen was quite proud of herself for sticking to the running routine. It had been proving not only helpful in maintaining her own physical state while she searched for a martial art class to accommodate her schedule, but was also serving as the perfect place to meet new people (though every single one seemed to be a mutant). Running also helped her fight the headaches. If she ran and concentrated on dispersing the energy in her eyes evenly she warmed up faster (both temperature and body) and it took the edge off. The only problem was it kept her feeling warm so she'd taken to wearing what a runner might wear in summer despite the cold weather.
She was finishing her run around the pond. This had became habit to her- she got a kick out of the statue. It reminded her of home but certainly didn't fit with the image she had of good 'ol Moore in her head. Minstrel that he was. Lumen wasnt hugely homesick no more than she was hugely brother sick. As soon as her brother disappeared and her parents started to change home stopped feeling like home. But it was still nice to be reminded. She found herself humming one of his tunes and she finished her warm down and begun to stretch.
Humming away it was then that she spotted a glint of metal just out of her peripheral vision to the left. She stared at it a moment and the keys began to slide across the pavement into her open hand. Why the hell did she just do that out here in the park in front of everyone?! Maybe her 'power' wasn't as cooled off these days as she thought. She stole a few quick glances around to be sure no one had noticed then she stood up proper with the keys in hand. There was a man a few yards off with his sweater in hand, the keys likely belonged to him. "...and here I go.. meeting friends again." she said out loud to no one in particular.
It only took her few quick strides to catch up with him. She couldn't really tell his age from the back but he moved like a runner, and like a runner who knew what he was doing. She reached out to tap his shoulder but noticed her hand was giving off a slight glow. She mentally cursed, took a beat to gather herself, and the glow subsided. Honestly, there had to be something in the air for her today! Content that she no longer looked like a walking light bulb she tapped the man on the shoulder. "Excuse me, ah, sir..." she began "I believe these are yours?" she held up the keys and jangled them just a little for effect.
Her hair was pulled back into a tight braid as usual for running today. She wore a a grey tank top with matching grey capris and her usual "batman" utility belt as she called it. She hoped her skin was under control and knew 100% for sure when she got back to the hotel tonight she'd need to lock herself in the windowless bathroom and let her light shine at it's maximum to burn off some of this energy. The running was helping a lot, sure. But in all this investigating of the MIA kids she wasn't taking the time to burn it off as much as it needed to be to prevent the headaches and oompa loompa like state of her skin.
Lumen listened intently to Jorge's description of the mutant's family. He didnt say as much she assumed the family were mutants as well, as open minded as some humans were actual known mutants marrying humans and producing children were a rarity. Too many mutants worried about passing on the x-gene and too many humans were afraid of the same thing or the associated dangers of living with a mutant. She wondered how a man with a horn sticking out of his head could even kiss someone, let alone make a baby. She shook her head trying to get that mental image out.
"No... it certainly doesn't sound like it adds up at all." commented Lumen. "Well, we certainly aren't going to get any further with it sitting around here." she gave a stretch then reached back into the bag and got out her card "I'd like to be on the case, if you decide you'd like to have me here's my card." she passed it to him. "I can start right away, I'll probably head to the Future Site shop and check things out and maybe follow up with some of the parents of the missing kid. Finally, I'll help you make your file on the Unicorn Man as big as it can get." she started scooping up her belongings. It was getting dark out and she had a head ache. If she didnt let off some light soon she was liable to glow the rest of the night and that made sleeping a great deal more difficult.
"As soon as you give me the go ahead I can jump in, and forward all of my information to you of course." she stuck out her hand to shake his goodbye "Detective"
Now that was interesting "...a mutant social services agency?" she thought on it for a moment. "I suppose you're a mutant then." she said it with no emotion here or there. Just a statement. Many people wouldn't be so bold as to give away information like that but if he was running an agency his mutation was probably no secret. "Oh hey, the bench opened up!" she waved him over inviting him to sit with her a while now that it was free.
"Here." she took a Thermos of hot chocolate out of her bag and unscrewed the top, she poured some for herself but passed him the thermos. "Keep yourself warm." she smiled. Lumen was a fan of hot chocolate. "So tell me Tasean, what sort of services does your agency provide. I happen to be a mutant myself."
Lumen leaned in, she thought Jorge was fairly handsome when he walked in but leaning this close to him there was a certain aspect to his look that reminded her of her father. This was a smart man who wanted to be able to solve this thing.
"We heard about the drug on the rock." she said referencing Ireland. "There were no official reports of it being there but I had suspicions it may be starting to circulate on a national level, nothing concrete though. " she went back to the stuff on the unicorn man "I dont know why any sane people would want to use M. Mutations are rarely a gift and it's such a game of Russian Roulette. But from my research it's started out more recreationally... people looking to have fun, a laugh, add excitement. But it can quickly go sour. I've heard mumblings of underground mob-like stuff over the substance."
She leaned back in her chair again "So, we've got missing kids and teens, the numbers drastically increasing. A Unicorn Man who may be in the thick of it with his own family missing as well, throw some M in there and you've got all the fixings for one hell of a police migraine." she finished off the hot chocolate. "How much of this guy's info have you been able to gather? Is their anything to suggest animosity between him and his family? Maybe he wasn't so great a guy and the wife and kid took off. Or maybe it's the other way around. Maybe someone offed his family and he's a man with nothing left to lose." she commented.
She stared at the photo of the Unicorn Man. Did he even have a name? If she was accepted into this mission she'd make it her job to find out everything she could. He had that sort of strange face about him, like he'd seem young one minute and wise the next. He didn't look like some mass-kidnapper... but then again they never do.
