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.
>> "Eh, have nothing better to do. Why not? Maybe we can find you something less 'cute' out in the mall to wear." [/color]
“Now your using your melon,”[/b] Jezebel grinned as she turned away from the woman. She had opted to follow her, so, so be it! She didn’t mind the woman hanging around since she seemed to be of the same devil-may-care attitude as herself. That was always a plus since there was less that Jezebel had to hold back. She didn’t like to hold anything back.
Stepping out into the open air of the mall, Jezebel smirked wide as she placed her hands on her curvy hips and looked out over the sea of people who were either walking by, pretending not to see her, or were recoiling in terror, unable to peel their eyes away. So pathetic, the lot of them! Oh how she just wanted to reach over and start rending heads from shoulders, but such a bloodbath wasn’t required right now. She promised Penelope she wouldn’t commit such acts unless she desperately needed to and, right now, she didn’t.
Oh, how she hoped that someone would offer her an opportunity, though.
A glance back to make sure Tses was following, Jezebel smirked and winked at the nearest group of people before doing a faux-lunge towards them. They screamed and scattered off to the corners of the mall. Jezebel smiled before she continued to lead the way.
“Now,” she said more to herself than anything, “Where can a lady like myself find suitable attire.”[/b] She hummed as she strolled down the length of the mall, causing people to part and dash away from her. She loved such attention. A glance over to Tses and she beamed. “So, sweetheart, what about you? Anything special you looking for that ole Jezzie here can get for you? Clothes? Money? A man?”[/b] Lashing out she easily snatched up a young, handsome man who was attempting to skirt by her and easily held him up, flailing, by the scruff of his shirt. The red Amazon then held the man over to Tses, offering him up. She was so thoughtful.
>> "Just a minute, honey…There is milk in the fridge."
Penelope beamed wide! She LOVED to have milk to dip her cookies into! With a smile on her face, she nodded as she dashed back into the kitchen. She wasn’t REALLY going to eat all the cookies herself, she was just trying to provide the two women with some incentive to move a little faster. Penelope disliked it when people were slow, especially when there was something sweet on the line. But, with a smile on her face, she bypassed the plate of cookies and reached for a mug that was already cleaned and dried.
She rinsed it out, went to the fridge, and poured herself a little bit of milk. She could already taste the cool liquid pouring down her throat. She couldn’t wait to mix the chocolate chip goodness with it! Mm!
***
Lilith sighed as she looked at the tall woman out of the corner of her eye. She knew that she was someone that they could trust, but would that be enough to handle what Penelope can do? Penelope herself was as sweet as pie, but the second that Jezebel came out, all bets were off. Penelope didn’t have control of that. And what could she do in a school like this? All these things, all these people, so much damage could be wrought if Penelope didn’t control Jezebel.
God, maybe this was not the best of ideas. She smiled as Penelope slipped back into the kitchen and sighed. She wanted to be enough of a sister to help her on her own, but every day it was proving to be more and more impossible.
>> "You did good with bringing her here. People like me are rare, even in New York. If anyone can control her ability, it's me. But you will have to tell more about... her, later. For now, let's just talk."
Lilith nodded. She would discuss the rest of this later. For now, they needed to consider whether or not Penelope would even be happy here. Taking a breath to calm her nerves, Lilith nodded as she walked along with the older woman.
“I trust you. I just…I hope you guys can do enough to give Penelope the life she deserves.”
>> "I don't care what you do, as long as you get the kid home. You can ride a motorcycle through the mall for all I care. Actually, that would be entertaining, and I'd probably watch." [/color]
Jezebel smirked. She was liking this woman’s easy-going attitude more and more with every passing second. It was so rare that Penelope made friends that Jezebel would stand. As a matter of fact, it was so rare that Jezebel began to wonder just how friendly Tses was to Penelope. Penelope could have easily misconstrued Tses’ actions as being friendly when she was actually trying to be a bitch. Penelope was just that way with everyone, she loved them all.
It was a bad habit that she should break.
But, in the meantime, Jezebel would enjoy this bit of companionship. This woman seemed like she could be quite the hellraiser herself, so who was she to deny? So long as she didn’t get in her way, she was absolutely fine with keeping her around.
Arms still crossed over her chest, she watched and waited for Tses to finish looting before she turned her attention back to her.
>> "I'm guessing Hello Kitty stores aren't your style of fun."[/color]
“You’d be right,”[/b] Jezebel smirked wickedly. “Pinky, cutesy things are Penelope’s taste. Give me some nice, sleek black leather any day. Sadly, the little brat didn’t pack my clothes today like she should. She is always supposed to have something for me to wear. She is slipping.”[/b] The red Amazon sighed as she peeked outside the entrance to the store. So many people had fled that already there was crowd of curiously onlookers. Soon enough there would be security. How fun. “Well, that’s my cue to leave.” [/b]she said as she caught the slight hint of yellow lights reflecting off store windows. She turned, smirking at the blonde with a fiery gaze in her eyes. “You comin’, or what?”[/b]
Jezebel had the woman cornered! The would-be heroine was going to be nothing more than a smear on the sidewalk now and she couldn’t be more elated! Since meeting this woman all she wanted to do was puncher face her and now she was going to get the opportunity! Oh how sweet life is! Things really did flow well for a mutant on a mission. That couldn’t have made her happier.
Smirking wide, seeing the look of terror on the woman’s face, Jezebel hefted up the newspaper box and made ready to swing down with every ounce of strength she had. She wanted to make sure that whoever had to clean up after was going to have their work cut out for them.
But, just as she was about to complete her task, she was suddenly caught off guard. The woman moved and Jezebel quickly attempted to compensate. Switching the weight on her legs, she turned in order to jam the newspaper stand at a far awkward angle when she suddenly felt the pressure and weight pushing against her leg.
It was an action which immediately exploited the weakness of being top-heavy and muscular. Jezebel snarled as she felt the bite of the sword against her calf. Luckily she didn’t bleed or she would have been in trouble. Unfortunately it was still a sudden enough movement to make the woman topple.
First one leg attempted to compensate, then the other, and finally she just toppled. The moment she felt being groundless, Jezebel cursed with everything she had; then she collided with the concrete…hard.
“OOMPH!!!”[/b] A momentary daze filled her eyes. She was going to rip that woman apart the second she got up!
Penelope was out the door and running around the building to meet up with Miles and Victoria. She didn’t understand what happened. It seemed as if Miles had a good control over the dogs! But if he did, why did they go barreling out the window like that and hurt Victoria? That was not the sign of a good dog and she was going to make sure that she gave Miles a piece of her mind about that.
But first thing was first. She needed to make sure that her friend was okay.
Her feet pumping hard, Penelope ran with every ounce of strength that she had, past bushes and into the night air until she rounded the corner. Down the way she saw little bits of glitter in the grass, illuminated by the light coming from the broken window. It was probably glass so she was going to have to be careful. Slowly her steps down, Penelope tried to move around the pretty glitter until she spotted Miles fussing over Victoria.
“Guys!” she ran over, a smile on her face since it seemed like Victoria was actually okay! What a miracle!
And then….
>> “MILES!!! My dress is ruined! What am I going to tell my parents?!”
Wow…
Penelope slowed down as she jogged up to the two of them. Miles was running his mouth, trying to assure Victoria that everything was going to be okay and that she didn’t need to worry about her parents. Before long Miles was flat on his butt again and Victoria had fallen to her knees and began to sob.
Miles certainly had a way of speaking to girls…
>> "She's very distressed…Totally my fault."
Penelope arched her eyebrows as she turned her attention back to Miles. He looked exhausted, relieved, and scared all at the same time (if that were possible). And why shouldn’t he? He had just gone from probably thinking he killed the girl, to relief that she was okay, and then being hauled around like he were a sack of potatoes before being dropped on his butt.
Shaking her head at him, she moved over to Victoria’s side before moving onto her knees next to her. Softly she patted Victoria’s back, frowning a little at all the sniffling.
“Aww, Victoria, it’s okay,” Penelope assured her. “I’m sure you’re parents will be happy so long as you are okay. And Miles will pay for the dress.”
Jezebel chuckled silently to herself as she listened to the cash register being broken into. All-in-all, the woman was only continuing to appear awesome in Jezebel’s eyes. She definitely liked the idea of this morally ambiguous woman hanging around Penelope. If she could get the two to become close friends, then maybe Penelope wouldn’t be such a drag all the time. It had to be possible, though, because Penelope loved making friends with everyone.
Still. If she were out and Penelope were in, that couldn’t bode well for how things were going. Damn Penelope for losing her cool!
Bah! It would have to be a problem that she dealt with later. For now Jezebel had some free time so maybe she could connect with this woman herself. That certainly seemed like a far better option than slinking back into Penelope’s head and waiting for the next time she got upset.
Once she was sure she was dressed (in the stretched out Hello Kitty gear), Jezebel stalked back up to the woman who was raiding the cash register.
>> "So, I told Penelope I would help find her sister...And even if she did cover me in chili and then try to clean it with her spit, I typically try keeping my word. Do you, well, she... I don't even know how to deal with this now…I guess I just don't want you leaving Penelope somewhere bad when you change back."[/color]
Jezebel grinned. The woman was still trying to help Penelope? How…sweet. Maybe there was indeed a chance for the two of them to become friends. Jezebel knew that Penny needed the outside influences; there was only so much that she herself could to keep the girl from the straight and narrow.
Her shoulder up, looking a little coyly, Jezebel smirked as she batted her eyes.
“Aw, sugar, do you think that I’m not trustworthy?”[/b] Her smirk twisted in a quasi-devious manner before she straightened up. “Whatever. I always take her home. But…that won’t happen for awhile.”[/b] She stretched out her long, bulky body which inadvertently caused her miniscule and extremely tight clothing to pull against her body a bit tighter. One definitely needed no imagination to see what she had going on for her. Loosening up, she turned her attention back to Tses and beamed. “Right now…I need some FUN…”[/b]
Lilith couldn’t believe that she had actually related this whole story. She had never spoken it out loud to anyone. Why? It really wasn’t her story, it was her sister’s. But maybe it was because Penelope couldn’t talk about it. She couldn’t voice her fears or her issues with everything that had happened. Penelope was far too sunny and energetic to let such things prevail through her head. She loved everyone too much to express any anger.
And, well, the few times she did were very…unpleasant.
Head down, Lilith continued to walk on next to the woman and waited for her reaction. As she did she began to think about the situation again. She knew why she never spoke about it…because she herself had been in Penelope’s place long ago. She was the child of those two as well and in a way they died before her eyes when she was thrown out of their house for not being a mutant.
>> "Does she talk about it? ...What happened at her school exactly?..."
Lilith sighed. The answer to both of those questions was pretty much the same.
“She doesn’t talk about it,” Lilith replied, “but…SHE does.” She took a second to let her comment sink in before she continued. “There’s a reason she doesn’t get mad, or angry, or at least does her best not to. At the school she just lost her cool.” Lilith shook her head and grumbled a little about stupid kids before she turned her eyes back to Ms. Taylor. “There was an incident…at a movie theater. Penelope was pressured to sneak into some stupid scary movie by some idiot friends of hers. She got too scared and…she changed. After that, well, news gets around in New York…”
She sniffled as she remembered seeing Penelope that day. After Mrs. Tickle appeared and nearly took apart half the school, she found Penelope, exhausted and bruised over by snowballs. To think at how cruel these kid’s had been was almost too much for the young woman to bear. But she pushed past such thoughts and continued.
“Apparently the girl who was the ringleader arranged some kind of snowball prank on Penelope,” she whispered. “Most of her class had ganged up on her and pelted her with snowballs. And, you know, that’s when it happened.” Nervously she licked her lips before she turned and Gemma again. “I have two sisters…Penelope…and the woman who lives inside of Penelope’s head; the monster that causes all the damage…Mrs. Jezebel Tickle…”
Almost as if by magic Penelope then stuck her head out from the kitchen, grinned with chocolate staining the corner of her lips. She was smiling wide and waving two chocolate chip cookies at them.
“Come on, slow pokes! Or I’m gunna eat them all up! Hahaha!”
In the blackness at the back of her mind, Penelope could see nothing of what transpired between Jezebel and her Uncle Roger. She had tried to hold on, tried to exert even the smallest amount of influence in order to get Jezebel to stop before she hurt Lilith. But in the end, like always, it was like swimming upstream without any arms. No matter how hard and passionately Penelope flailed against Jezebel’s poisonous influence, in the end, Penelope always succumbed.
So in darkness she waited. Sleeping soundlessly as she tried to wait patiently for Jezebel’s return. How long would it be this time? Few hours? Maybe a day or two? Who knows what sort of mess that Jezebel would cause in that amount of time.
Sigh. She had made a deal with Jezebel. A honest deal and Jezebel had even agreed. But it seemed that it was all for nothing. She should have known better than to trust that wom—
GAASSP!!
With a sudden start Penelope opened her eyes and awoke. Sitting up from the ground, she looked around to see that she was still inside the zoo! Even most of the people that were mulling about still looked familiar while others had gone. What happened? Did Jezebel really just come back willingly?
“Penelope!”
She looked up to see Lilith running to her side. Suddenly she felt those arms wrap around her and Penelope sniffled as she hugged back. Out of the corner of her eye, though it was blurred with tears, she could see the lifeless body of her Uncle Roger. Though she was not 100% sure what happened, in back of her mind she did know. So, with her face buried in her sister’s shoulder, Penelope sniffled once more before whispering Thank you in the back of her mind.
As sad as it was to lose Roger, she sincerely did hope that Jezebel knew how thankful she was…
“ARRCK!” Roger gasped, wide eyed and staring at the sudden movement of Jezebel’s. Apparently it was a move he was not expecting and was especially shocked since Jezebel had seemed like she was truly listening to his words. Where did he go wrong?! “Jezebel!! W-W-What…?”
Through his choked voice, Roger flailed as he attempted to get some control over the situation. He struggled and attempted to both contract and expand his shield around them, trying to somehow dislodge Jezebel from his body. But the woman had too good of a grip and was far too close to just be jettisoned off like the rest of the objects littered around him normally would. It definitely seemed as if Roger was caught in a hard place.
“Jeze…bel! S-S-Stop!! C-Can’t….breathee!!” he begged.
Jezebel smirked as she pulled him even closer, her massive fist still squeezing his throat as if it were nothing more than a toothpaste tube she were trying to get the last bit out of. His flails began to gradually weaken as darkness took over his eyes. But, Jezebel was going to be more merciful than that. After all…he was a mutant.
“Sorry, sweetie,”[/b] Jezebel muttered as she whispered in his ear. “I promised Penelope. But…don’t worry. I won’t let you suffer any more.”[/b]
SNAPP!!!
A lifeless body hanging in her grip, Jezebel dropped the man into a heap as she felt the shield of his contract further and further until it collapsed around his body. Disappearing from view completely, Jezebel sighed as she stepped away from the dead man and turned her attention back to the surprised Lilith Pepper.
Arching her brow, Jezebel spit in the ground in Lilith’s direction.
The proclamation rang in Jezebel’s ears. It was the type of thing that she had been looking forward to doing for ages. Finally freeing herself from the disgusting humanity that Lilith Pepper represented. If it was not for her, Penelope would have given up long ago on humans and Jezebel herself would have probably had a constant, free-reign over the body. But that damn, goodie human ruined everything by stepping up and taking Penelope under her wing. Who asked her to? No one, that’s who. She should have just kept her big nose out the whole affair!
But she did. And now Jezebel was stuck, standing there, watching this human rat sniffling and crying like a mess as she watched the baby sister that Jezebel held within her was getting ready to disappear from her life. Just watching that sniveling, crying face made Jezebel’s stomach turn.
God she hated humans.
But somewhere, in the back of her mind, was that tiny tickle; that tiny spot that egged on her and told her that she couldn’t do this. Penelope. Penelope certainly was a lot more strong-willed than she initially imagined.
What was a giant red Amazon to do?
“Go on,” nudged Roger. “Just finish the woman off so we can go. We can’t leave anyone to know who Penelope really is. Beside’s she’s just a human. What does she matter to anyone?”
…
“She matters…”[/b] Jezebel whispered before suddenly turning on her heel and seizing Roger roughly by the throat. Since she was inside of his shield, there was no way to deflect her move. “…to Penelope.”[/b]
Roger had obviously struck a chord with the Jezebel personality. He was not entirely sure how Penelope’s power worked, but it was painfully clear that this Jezebel was a far different personality than Penelope’s was. On top of that, she almost seemed to like hearing most of what he had to say. That, of course, worked out perfectly. All he had to do was convince her and he could whisk them both away and back to D.C.
But he had to keep up the talk.
“Jezebel…” he said gently. “I don’t want to fight you. Mutants shouldn’t fight one another. We need to unite. We need to join together and stop the human influx. That is why you need to come with me to D.C. Not only will Penelope be safe, but you will be able to do something for the mutant cause.”
Jezebel blinked and slowly turned her gaze back to face him. She had been mulling over everything that he had said so far with interest. But she was even more perked up now by the idea that she could do more for mutants everywhere if she just went with him. Isn’t that was Penelope’s parents always wanted?
“Come along, Jezebel,” Roger said imploringly as he slowly walked up to her, offering his hand. “Let’s go and do the work what Penelope’s parents started…”
…
“Okay.”[/b] Jezebel reached out and carefully slid her hand into the Roger’s. She stepped closer until they were standing directly next to one another.
“Jezebel!! No!!” Lilith screamed. She shook her head as tears filled her eyes.
“Eradicate the unevolved one,” Roger’s whispered. “Prove that you are ready for this. Cut all ties to humanity and we can go.”
Jezebel kept a healthy distance between both herself and Roger. She was trying to figure out how to get close to him since it seemed like a full front attack was obviously out of the question. The repercussions of that last punch were still fresh and shaken throughout Jezebel’s body but try as she might to keep that in mind, all she wanted to do was launch herself at the madman. How dare he come here in order to take Penelope away from New York; there was still too much left to destroy!!\
With a grumble she cracked her neck as she glared at the man.
“You should know better than to lay your hands on a lady like that,”[/b] she grinned. “You mess with the bull, you get the horns!!”[/b]
Uncle Roger, though clearly facing down an angry creature, showed absolutely no signs of being afraid. Why should he? It was obvious that his mutation offered him a perfect defense. Instead he was more awestruck by the power he saw displayed her.
“Jezebel? L-Look at you,” he grinned. “You’re beautiful! See? You need to come with me. You can’t stay in this place any longer, surrounded by these vermin. You’re talents are going to waste. Give up on this place and come back to D.C.”
Jezebel rolled her eyes. “Listen, sweetheart, no one makes me do anything I don’t want to do. Penelope already said she is staying and I go with her. So why don’t you turn around and march your butt out of my city?”[/b]
Roger smirked as he slowly shook his head. “You’re just blind, Jezebel. You don’t know what D.C. has to offer. I can show you to your own kind. You don’t have to hide in that little girl anymore, you won’t have to protect her from these vermin. Don’t let her or her irrational attachments hold you back.”
Jezebel blinked. Slowly she began to ease her stance until she no longer appeared as threatening. The look on her face was inquiring since it was obvious that this man was planning things that Jezebel would have indeed loved. To no longer have to worry about Penelope and their connection, to be able to be around their own kind and not have to worry about the human scum; it was all like heaven. She certainly wished she could visit such a paradise.
Jezebel fumbled backwards, her arm nearly shooting out of the socket as she felt her fist fly directly backwards, thanks to the force at which Roger’s shield deflected her. Stumbling away from the man, Jezebel was lucky that she was not completely knocked off of her feet. Thankfully her physiology was strong enough to take the impact and still keep her standing.
But that didn’t mean that her bell wasn’t rung.
Growling a little at the numbness that momentarily filled her head, Jezebel squinted as she attempting to keep her focus on the white-haired man that stood away from her. Tilting her head to the side, cracked her neck before reaching out and cracking her knuckles.
A challenge. Good. She liked a challenge.
“Jezebel?” Lilith muttered in a confused manner.
Roger, though, smirked and laughed. “Hahah! Yes! I knew it! I knew the child of Hellfyre and Goldfox would be a force to be reckoned with!!”
Jezebel arched a brow in confusion. Why the hell was this man talking so stupidly? She shook her head as she made ready to strike the man again; after all, he did try to steal away Penelope.
“You…are a bonafide nutjob!”[/b] Jezebel smirked. “But…you’re a challenge.”[/b]
