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.
Penelope growled as she felt the red ooze pouring out of her skin and starting to congeal over her entire body. She had barely felt the effects of Roger’s abilities but it did leave her head just a tad bit woozy. She never would have guessed that he had such a strong power as that. But it didn’t matter to Penelope anymore. Her mind slipped further away into the dark recesses while yet another personality began to take over.
One more…suited for the occasion.
The sound of footsteps running closer echoed in her ears, but she didn’t care. Instead her body was too focused on the solidifying of red ooze and the carving out of a dense, firm musculature that even the most athletic would envy. But the seconds passed and before long, in the place where there was once a young, frail looking girl, instead was a much larger and powerful looking woman.
Skin as red as blood and black hair hanging down loosely over her shoulders, the yellow eyed woman snarled as she arched her back and slowly pushed herself up onto her feet. Both Lilith and Roger had come to a quick stop once they released what had happened. Lilith herself cried and shook her head; she didn’t trust Jezebel’s mindset when she was around other mutant supremacists. Roger, on the other hand, was completely at a loss for words. Never had he imagined that Penelope could look so…strong!
But, of course, this was not Penelope. Penelope ceased to exist the moment the transformation was complete. Instead, all that remained, was—
“W-What are you?” Roger asked in proud surprise.
“Mrs. Jezebel Tickle.”[/b] Jezebel answered with a grin. Fist clenched and raised back, she gave Roger a quick wink and a kiss. “And you just made the wrong little girl angry!!”[/b]
A snap and her arm shot forward, aimed directly for Roger’s jaw.
Roger looked visibly disturbed by the laughter. His hold on Penelope weakened as he looked around for the source of it. When he realized just how close it was, he had to look down and was shocked by what he saw. Penelope had indeed stopped struggling but she had turned to face him directly; but the expression on her face was most definitely not her own. It was the demeanor of something that most certainly was not Penelope Peyton Pepper…
“What…?” he started to ask.
“Hehahaheheeha!!!”[/b] Penelope’s face twisted into that of someone with pure malevolence. “You totally F***** with the wrong mutant!!”
Roger instantly released Penelope. Her pores were bleeding! It looked as if she were going to collapse into a pile of blood! So shocking was it that he had to back away, inadvertently freeing her from his invisible sphere of protection. With her now outside of it, Roger watched in shock as, the very second she crossed the threshold—FLASH-KOOM!!!
“ARRGGH!!!” the young girl were flying, sailing through the air until she slammed hard into a nearby wall.
“Penelope!!” both Roger and Lilith cried in unison. But quickly ran to the girl’s aid, little realizing the transformation that had already begun…
Roger discovered at an early age that he was a mutant. He was always picked on in school by bullies and the other kids because of his home life. It was then that he got a real taste for how evil these “humans” could be. Even before he learned he was a mutant he felt that he was different from the rest of these sheep. They were nothing to him and deserved little more than his disdain.
Then, when the glorious day of discovering his mutant heritage came, Roger realized that he was indeed better than them all. With the ability to surround himself in a sphere of impenetrable energy (which also deflected back anything that dared to touch it with double the force), Roger was never picked on again. It was also then that he learned just how frail humans were. With frailty came weakness and weakness in no way should be allowed to rule.
That was his basis for his current beliefs. He was better than humans, all humans, and would always be. And there was nothing that they could do about it.
That was why he was so confident right now. He knew that he would be able to grab Penelope and leave without anyone here doing anything to stop him. Not her sister, not the crowd, not the police, no one was going to stand in his way.
Gripping the squirming mass of little girl who struggled, Roger sighed. He hoped that Penelope was not so poisoned that she would hold this against him. No, if she were anything like her parents that definitely shouldn’t be a problem. She would see he was right. Of course she would.
“Come on, Penny,” the man said through his teeth, holding her close. “Stop making a fuss and let’s go.”
“No.”
Roger rolled his eyes again. “Damn it, Penelope, enough! I said I’m not allowing your parents wis—“
This was certainly new for Penelope. Being grabbed the way she was, nestled back into the taller, stronger body of the man she knew from her past, Penelope began to feel a wave of fear wash over her. This was not right. Maybe before she was confused as to whether or not her uncle and Lilith were right, but right now all her trust was falling on Lilith, her sister. She wanted to be in her sister’s arms, not this man’s! She began to struggle, but try as she might, Roger held onto her tight.
Spittle fell from the man’s lips as he gripped Penelope hard, his eyes hard and focused on Lilith like a laser.
“You back away, you human slime!” Roger growled and snapped at Lilith. “She doesn’t belong with you! You should be dead!”
Lilith was obviously scared but her determination to not let her sister go was evident in her voice as she snapped back at Roger. “Not happening, you psycho! Let my sister go!”
By now the crowd was beginning to pay attention. Heads turned as men, women, and children all began to take in what was happening. It took a second but finally a brave soul or two attempted to step up to Roger once they caught on that this man was being the unreasonable one.
“Hey man, let the girl go” one man said.
While another chimed in, “Who you think you are? Call the cops!”
Uncle Roger, though, seemed to only get more agitated with the growing appearance of humans around him. Twitching nervously, the man eyed them all out of the corner of his eye before he began to back away. Then he too revealed what he really was. The second one of the men stepped to close to pull the man off Penelope…FLASH-KOOM!!![/b], he was jettisoned back by an impossible force. Roger grinned as he saw the human strike the wall in the most painful manner possible.
“Filthy humans,” he smirked. He turned and for a brief moment, everyone gathered saw a reflection of invisible light, much like a prism, wrapped in a sphere around the man’s body. “Don’t you dare try to touch me again.”
The young girl jumped out of her skin at the sound of the voice. Whipping around, she turned to see the very familiar sight of her sister, Lilith Pepper, standing at the entrance to the Snow Monkey section, a look of both panic and relief on her face. It was obvious that even though Penelope wasn’t gone very long, she worried. Why shouldn’t she? Penelope said that she would be right back and then to suddenly disappear like that would surely show that something had happened.
“Lily!!” Penelope shouted with excitement. She was very relieved to see her. And, since Lilith looked so scared, it was obvious to her that Uncle Roger had no idea what he was talking about. She even pointed that fact out by pointing to Lilith and addressing him. “See! I told you she cared.”
Roger narrowed his eyes at the appearance of Lilith, no longer listening to anything that Penelope had said. Though her remark had been a scathing one, the man made no appearance that had been offended in anyway. Instead he remained quiet as his eyes bored a hole directly into Penelope’s sister.
Lilith eyes lit up with recognition as she cautiously stepped closer towards the duo. The passerbys suspected nothing, but there was an obviously tension in the air.
“Roger,” Lilith whispered questioningly. Before long she refocused on Penelope and nodded to the young girl. “Baby girl, come to me. Come on.”
“O-Okay Li—EEP!”
Suddenly she felt hands grab her shoulders. Pulled backwards, Penelope was nestled against Uncle Roger’s chest as the man’s grip tightened.
“Oh no you don’t, you filthy human!” he shouted. “You’re not going to defile Hellfyre and Gold Fox’s memory like this! You will not poison their powerful daughter!”
Stunned. That was the only way to describe the young girl as she stared, wide-eyed at the large man who was kneeling in front of her. He was someone that she had always trusted, that had always shown her kindness, aside from her parents he was the one person that she loved and cared for deeply before she met Lilith. And yet, here he was, actually calling her sister a monkey? He was actually acting like her father and assuming that he just happened to know what was best?
Penelope didn’t like that. Not. One. Bit.
Brow furrowed in confusion, Penelope shook her head as she tried to pry herself away from the older man. All the excitement of seeing him, of being in the zoo, was beginning to wash away as doubt filled her mind. What could she do?
“Uncle Roger,” she said with a soft shake of her head. “D-Don’t talk about Lilith like that. She’s…She’s been here for me! She loves me!”
Roger attempted to shake his head as he straightened up to his full height.
“No, Penelope. She doesn’t,” he whispered. “She is a human and humans are incapable of caring for mutants. They are too lowly to understand how to care for mutants.”
Penelope again shook her head as she started to back away from the man. It was one thing to hear something like this from her father, a man now dead. But to hear it from this person, as he spoke about her very own sister like this? It was just unforgivable.
“Uncle Roger…don’t…” she pleaded as she backed away from him. “You can’t talk like that about—“
Penelope blinked in confusion. Back to DC? What was her uncle talking about? Why would she go back to DC? The judge people said that Lilith was the person to take care of her now, she couldn’t just leave her like that. Of course, wasn’t that just what she did when she decided to go off to the mansion and live part of the time there? Didn’t she abandon Lilith already? No, that was different. She was at least still seeing her sister. If she were to go back to DC, well…
“Pen,” her uncle whispered gently. “I don’t want to make you do anything you don’t want to do. But, you know, you’re parents never wanted you to live with Lilith. They didn’t want you to know about her.”
Flash. Confusion whipped across Penelope’s face like a bitter wind. She was startled by this revelation. Her parents purposefully kept Lilith away? This whole time Penelope just thought that Lilith was the one who made the break and purposefully kept away until her parents passed away. But this was different. Why on earth would her parents do that? They were sisters!
Penelope shook her head as she into her uncle’s face again. She sought his features for anything that could tell her that he was not telling the truth, that he was just making up that story. But as the seconds ticked on, she realized that he was being truthful. That was probably the worst part of it.
“But…why? Lily…Lily is so nice!” she said with determination. “She’s been the best sister! W-Why would mom and dad do that?”
Uncle Roger took a deep breath before he stood up to his full height. Turning his attention back to the snow monkeys that were scuttling about in the snow. He was quiet, as if trying to collect his thoughts to think of the exact right thing to say to the young girl. It was obvious that he was trying to convince her to go, but Penelope could indeed be rather stubborn. Finally, though, he nodded to the monkeys in their habitat.
“You see those monkeys?” he asked. When Penelope nodded he continued. “Do you think that monkeys are just long distant cousins of humans? That over time they evolved into humans?”
Penelope nodded again. “Daddy used to say things like that all the time. But what does that have to do wi—“
“You’re sister…is human,” he said with a sigh. “And you’re a mutant. You shouldn’t be raised by humans. You’re parents always believed that.” Another deep breath and he finally turned to Penelope, trying to look at her with a sense of genetic pride and strength. “You’re better than monkeys, Penelope,” her uncle finally said firmly. “You don’t deserve a fate of living like one. That is why I’m taking you back to DC away. I’m carrying out your parent’s last wish.”
The Temperate Territory. That is where the snow monkeys were held that the Central Park zoo had. Penelope giggled a she leaned against the railing and watched the cute monkeys as they skittered about the snow and romped and played. Every once and awhile a pink face was lifted up and pointed directly at her and she had to grin and wave at them. Though they didn’t wave back, she had a feeling that if they could, they probably would have. After all, who wouldn’t wave to her?
She sighed contentedly as she turned to look at her Uncle Roger, the man who was standing nearby and looking around in a most suspicious manner. She nibbled her bottom lip in thought before she glanced between both him and the monkeys, before she finally tugged his hand.
“Uncle Roger?” she asked quietly. “What’s wrong? Why are you so quiet? You said you wanted to talk.”
Roger was silent for a moment as she smiled down at the sweet, young girl. Though something was obviously bothering him, he did make sure to always plaster a smile on his face for her. It was something that she really appreciated.
Running a hand through his hair, Roger sighed before he turned to face her completely.
“Penelope,” he said, “I don’t think that New York is the…life for you. You’re parents would have wanted you someplace else.”
Penelope tilted her head curiously.
“What do you mean?”
“With me,” he said with a nod and a warm smile. “You’re parents would have wanted you to come with me. Not your sister. I’m here to take you back home to D.C.”
Penelope didn’t really like the idea of going anywhere without her sister. As much as she wanted to reconnect with her uncle, she knew better than to run off and leave without telling Lilith anything. But what could she do? She was faced with a tiny dilemma here.
Fortunately, Uncle Rogers seemed to make the decision for her. Stepping up closer, he smiled as he knelt down so that they could look at one another eye-to-eye.
“Come on, Penny,” he said gently. “I promise. Then, um, I’ll meet her after. I just need to talk to you real quick.”
Penelope sighed as she stared at the man. She just didn’t know what to think. She knew that Lilith would worry, but surely Uncle Rogers could be trusted. It was not like she would be leaving with a stranger. She knew that that would have been a huge no-no. But Uncle Rogers, she knew and trusted him deeply. He would surely be someone who wouldn’t do her wrong. In all the time she knew him back in D.C., he was always extremely nice and caring. So much so that her parents trusted her with him implacably.
So…maybe a minute or two away from Lilith wouldn’t hurt…right?
Looking squarely at the man, Penelope was quiet for a second before she finally held up her hand, offering the Roger her pinkie finger.
“Pinkie swear?” she asked cautiously. “Pinkie swear we’ll see Lilith RIGHT after?”
Uncle Roger eyed her for a second before a smile broke across his face. Reaching out, he laced his pinkie finger around Penelope’s and nodded firmly.
Penelope pulled, but it seemed as Uncle Roger was nailed to the ground. She was confused but normally her persistence won out and adults went with her while she tried to pull them away. Uncle Roger, though, seemed like he was going to have none of it. She tugged and pulled but there was absolutely no moving the man. For whatever reason, he was simply not going anywhere.
This confused Penelope.
She turned and looked over her shoulder. Eyeing the man, she saw his jaw was set tight and he was unmoving as he was looking directly at her. His eyes showed so much anger and disgust that Penelope was momentarily frightened. There were only a few times in recent memory where Penelope remembered seeing him like that; normally it was only when he and her father were talking about bad things and humans.
The thought of that made Penelope shiver a little.
“Uncle Roger?” Peneloped cautioned to address. “What’s wrong?”
Roger arched a brow, sighed, and tried to keep himself from growling or saying anything unruly. Instead he cleared his throat and tried to put on a mask of indifference as he looked closely to Penelope.
“Sweetheart, um, let’s not talk to her., right now, okay?” he asked. “Let’s you and I go for a walk.”
“B-But, Lilith,” she started. “Lily is waiting for me.”
“No. She won’t mind,” he assured her. “Come on. I always like seeing the monkeys.”
Penelope was frozen in her spot. Standing there, looking up, she watched the features of the man who had just spoken. He wore a brown leather bomber jacket, extremely worn jeans, and had long, white hair that was pulled tightly back into a ponytail against his back. Penelope stood there, watching the man as her mind suddenly started to connect pieces. When the final part clicked into place, her mouth fell open in surprise.
“U-Uncle Roger?!” she asked.
He wasn’t actually related to her. Not by blood anyway. He was a man who always hung out around the house, who helped her parents whenever they had trouble with something, whatever the case, he was always right at their side to lend a helping hand. Needless to say, Penelope became close to him and knew him only as Uncle Roger.
The man smiled, warmly, as he nodded to the young girl. “Yeah, it’s me,” he said with a wide grin.
“I..I thought you disappeared!” she giggled as she ran up and quickly wrapped her arms around the man’s waist. She felt the tender, loving pats on her back and she grinned as she peeled herself away from him, still clinging onto his jeans though. “Uncle Roger…w-where’ve you been all this time? I thought you just didn’t care anymore.”
“Not care about you? Naaaah,” he smirked, using his free hand to brush down his unruly, white mustache and goatee. “I’ve been looking for you. Ever since, you know, what happened. I just now found you.”
Penelope smiled up at the man. So he did care! She wasn’t abandoned by all those people who used to hang around with her parents. Uncle Roger cared! He really did care! She squeed with delight as she hugged his waist again before grabbing his hand.
“Come on! You NEED to meet Lilith! Did you know I had a sister! A real sister!!” she beamed proudly. Today was certainly a good day so far.
Penelope sighed. As soon as she was done, she stepped out of the stall with a satisfactory smile. She was glad there was a restroom so close to the café. She doubted that she would have made it if there hadn’t been. But, thankfully, there was and now she could eat in peace.
Maneuvering herself over to the sink, Penelope hummed to herself as she waved her hand under the faucet’s sensors which automatically made the water pour out at the perfect temperature. Quietly she placed her hands underneath water, counting down the correct time she should wash her hands to wipe away any ugly or scary germs that wanted to make her sick.
Once done, she slipped away and moved over to the hot air hand dryer. As soon as her hands were placed understand the box, it roared to life and sent out a burst of hot air that made her giggled. Smirking she watched the skin on her hands pucker and fold under the force of the air. It was such a tickly sensation that Penelope couldn’t help but laugh.
Eventually, though, once she was done laughing, she pulled her hands away to make sure they were dry. Instantly she could feel how dry they were. Good. That would work.
She turned to head out of the bathroom, humming to herself, when she suddenly paused. A dark, looming shadow covered the only entrance / exit to the bathroom and Penelope was filled with a sense of trepidation. Surely if they were coming in, they would have just walked in, right? No, they were purposefully blocking the door.
Her heart racing, Penelope slowly raised her eyes until she locked onto the face of the figure blocking the door.
Ahhh, lunch time! Today was proving to be such a delight that Penelope could hardly contain herself. Yes, the feeling that she was being watched came and went, but it was not something that she was going to let ruin either her day, or Lilith’s. Nope, today Penelope was just going to be a good sister and do absolutely everything that she could to make sure that Lilith had just as much a fun day as she was having. It was important.
So, when lunch time finally came and Lilith suggested that they dine at the Dancing Crane Café, Penelope jumped on the opportunity. Food would help her current predicament of not know if she were being followed or not. Sitting down, snacking on a hotdog and a soda would do wonders for taking her mind off of things and putting the focus back on the fun that she was supposed to be having.
With a beaming smile, she followed behind Lilith as her older sister led the way. She eyed the various people, none of which looked suspicious, and kept her gaze forward at all times. Food, food, food, she kept repeating that word to herself just to keep up the mindset that she would be focusing on fun only.
“Lily,” Penelope asked when they got into line. “Do you think that the penguins like it here?”
Lilith tilted her head. “Hmm, that’s a good question. I think they do. They get to hang with friends all day, eat good food, not worry about being eaten by predators, what’s not to like?”
Penelope smiled a little. Sure, it sounded nice. But wasn’t that exactly what a prison was like? Prisoners were fed, hung out with some people they liked, but they were locked away. Hmm…she wondered if the penguins here could ever get parole.
Lily smirked as they started to move forward in line. “Whatcha want to eat?”
“Oh, just a hotdog and orange soda! she responded with a grin. “Um, Lily, I gotta use the bathroooooom.”
Lilith smirked and nodded to a nearby sign that pointed to the restrooms. “Go on. I’ll get the food and find a table. Just remember, don’t talk to anyone you don’t know, okay?”
Quickly, through a little dance, Penelope nodded before she bolted for the restroom that was pointed out. God, she didn’t know she needed to go this badly.
Yes. That has to be her. I wouldn’t forget her face anywhere. She has grown so much. It was barely been over a year and yet it seems like an eternity since I last saw her sweet little face. She was always so bubbly and full of life.
But look at the company she takes now. That sister of her. I can’t believe that she was allowed to go with that filthy human. At least if she had made it into foster care, I could have found her sooner and saved her from that mess. This is certainly not the outcome that her parents would have wanted; by no means at all.
They were probably turning in their graves, poor souls.
But he could change that. He could make it better! After all, that had been his intention the whole time. Tracking Penelope down to New York, today was the first day since her parents died that he had actually laid eyes upon her.
She deserved so much better than living with a lowly human. Especially since she was so powerful! He didn’t know how, but he knew that somehow she aided in the death of all those S.W.A.T. members that had stormed her house. She had to have been since there was no way that Gold Fox or Hellfyre could have caused the massive damage that was caused.
No, Penelope was a mutant. He was sure of it. That fact alone meant that it was his duty to rescue her from this fate. And rescue her he would!
