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.
Jacen snorted at Lori's statement before once again lifting the water to his lips and taking another swallow. "I'm not that drunk Lori. I may not exactly be my normal wonderful self but I'm far from the point of passing out and drowning in my own vomit." This woman was going to drive him crazy! Why in the world couldn't she just make up her mind about what she wanted? First she's saying she'll give her body to him if it makes him feel better, then a few minutes later she's on her way out the door, followed by suddenly beginning to care what actually happened to him. Why was he beginning to feel that he needed a "'Lori' For Dummies" book if he was going to get anywhere in this relationship?!
So apparently food was the answer to trying to get rid of to much alcohol in the system. While it was true that Lori had lied to him about personal details of her life, she had never given him false information when it came to the more scientific side of things. That meant that if she said food was the answer then she was probably telling him the truth. "I'd offer to cook you a nice dinner but I think you know my talents in the kitchen leave a lot to be desired." Jacen said, accepting the graham cracker and taking a bite out of it.
It was right during mid-swallow that Lori did something that threw the poor man into a coughing fit. She ruffled his hair... what the hell?! Even as he coughed and choked his mind was racing to try and make some sense of what had just happened. Was he just some poor kid to be pitied now? Did Lori think of him as a sick dog that she needed to try and heal?
Moving past Lori he refilled his glass of water and then grabbed the full box of crackers. "I'm not a child, thank you very much. I am drunk, yes, but I am not some kid or some pet for you to fix." He said rather coldly before turning and stalking toward the bedroom. Not bothering to even look and see whether Lori chose to follow him or instead leave in a fit of anger, Jacen kicked off his shoes and then stretched out on the bed with the glass of water and box of graham crackers on the table beside him. This was turning out to be an even worse day than he had previously imagined.
Things were definitely not going the way Jacen had expected, of course, if he hadn't been in an alcohol induced haze then he might have been expecting what he didn't expect. Wait, did that even make sense?
"Why is it you always turn the questions back around without actually answering them?" Jacen asked as he removed his arm for Lori's waist and eyed her appraisingly. Maybe the alcohol wasn't such a bad thing after all. It certainly helped him to see her in a different light than he had before.
Turning, Jacen walked away from the door and into the kitchen where he filled himself a glass of water while he tried to remember the best way to help the alcohol leave his system more quickly. Something about trying to get the alcohol to metabolize or... who the hell knew!
"I've got a rain jacket or two in the closet in my room." Jacen offered rather indifferently as he turned back around, sipping at the non-alcoholic beverage that he now held in his hand, "I've got an umbrella but I have no clue where."
As he stood there sipping at his water a part of his brain had to acknowledge that he was currently acting quite crazy. His moods were all over the place and his actions made no sense, not even to him. "No more heavy drinking... bad... very bad. One glass a day max. That's it." He silently swore to himself as he took a slightly larger swallow of water, "Never again."
Jacen rolled onto his other side and just watched as Lori made her way to the door. It wasn't really a surprise that she was ready to leave since he honestly wasn't the best company in the world right at the moment. He would deffinately have to try to make it up to her the next time they got to hang around with each other for a while.
And apparently that was going to be a lot sooner than he had expected. As she opened the door and then closed it again at the sound of rain falling outside. Oh this was just wonderful... how in the world was he supposed to make it up to her when he was still dealing with the affects of to much alcohol?
Climbing to his feet, Jacen did his best to remain completely steady as he walked over to Lori. This was going to take fine balance as he tried to make up with the woman without offending her. "Well hello, and I'm glad you stopped by." Jacen said quietly as he leaned his shoulder up against the door, his eyes focusing on Lori's bright blue windows to the soul, "Obviously I owe you an apology but something tells me you really don't want to hear it so that means the real question is what do you want?"
Moving closer, Jacen slipped one arm around her waist, his gaze intensifying ever so slightly. "Do you still want to be the one in charge? The one calling the shots? Or do you want to feel vulnerable for at least a little while?"
Jacen didn't say a word as Kealey went on her rampage. He felt like he was being ripped up one side and back down the other but he couldn't blame her. Everything she was saying was completely true... except for when she was wrong but this was most deffinately not the time to argue with her. He really wasn't looking for the person that would be the easiest for him to go out and 'bang' as Kealey put it. Heck, when he'd first started talking to this particular blond and hanging out with her, he hadn't been expecting anythin emotional to develop with Lori.
Turning away from the window, Jacen silent walked across the room. After collecting his cowboy hat and boots, he continued over to the door in just his socks. He'd take the time to put back on his footwear after he was safely outside of the apartment.
"I am sorry Kealey... I didn't mean for things to end up this way. I didn't want to hurt you." He said one last time before opening the door and stepping out into the hallway.
The sound of the door closing had a finality to it that Jacen knew he could probably never overcome. After what had just happened he didn't even know if he and Kealey were still friends. He doubted it which meant that he would not be the one to make contact again. If Kealey wanted to talk to him she knew his number. If she wanted to forget he even existed, that was most deffinately her right.
As Jacen climbed back into his truck he found himself wondering what might have happened if he'd just lied and gone along with the whole situation. Would have have found something special with Kealey that was better than what he had with Lori? It was the kind of question that would most deffinately keep him awake most of the night.
A part of Jacen really had forgotten the fact that Lori was pinned underneath him but as soon as she wiggled agains his body he was suddenly very aware of their position. With a quick apologetic look Jacen released her arms and then moved to the side, stretching out on the floor. "Don't just take it if I ever act like that again." He said quite seriously as he propped his head up on his hand and looked at the blond that was currently laying beside him. "You're not a tool to be used whenever a guy feels like it... even if the guy in question is me."
It was amazing just what a lesson in differences Lori was. At one point she was the woman that didn't need a thing from anybody but yet at the same time she was the woman quite willing to take whatever a partially drunk man might dish out. Jacen didn't want Lori to start become the normal woman that would take whatever from him simply because they were in a relationship. Part of what had attracted him to her was her individuality and he didn' want to see her lose any of that.
"You want a drink?" He finaly offered, deciding to be at least somewhat of a good host, "I think I've had my limit but you're welcome to have whatever you want."
"I didn't mean 'here' as in the physical place and you know it." Jacen said with a wry smile and a slight shake of his head, "I meant 'here' as in this place in our relationship... whatever or wherever it may be."
For a moment Jacen was silent as he looked down at Lori, simply enjoying this particular viewpoint when suddenly a thought hit him and his expression turned to one of shock. "You would have done it, wouldn't you." He said, the disbelief noticable as he continued to stare into Lori's eyes, "If I had pressed it, you would have let me force myself on you just so that I would feel better."
The fact that this woman was willing to allow him to abuse her at least slightly was both amazing and terrifying. It was a shock that Lori would allow herself to be that vulnerable with him but at the same time he wished she wouldn't put herself in that sort of position. What if he had already been drinking before she arrived? What if he had been closer to that completely intoxication? Would he have been able to control himself?
Once again Jacen dropped his head, but this time the kiss was more gentle and far less angry. Pulling back after just a moment he allowed the slightest touch of a smile to pull at his lips. "You are something else Lori. I don't think I'll ever figure you out."
Jacen was silent as Kealey stepped away and wrapped her arms around herself. He deserved whatever she might say about him and probably a lot more but even knowing that he couldn't help wincing slightly as the young woman spoke.
"You deserve better Kealey. I enjoy flirting but with you flirting took on a whole different level. I wanted to be your friend but as the night progressed I let things go to far." Jacen said quietly as he stuffed his hands into the front pockets on his jeans. He knew that an apology would never be good enough for this situation. There was really no way that mere words could fix it but after this whole mess, she at least deserved an explanation.
"The other girl and I started out as sex buddies to be quite blunt. She's wild and adventerous with apparently no desire to put down roots. She was the perfect 'no string attached' relationship and the first time I met you that's how things stood. I don't know how or when it happened, but at some point strings showed up."
It was frustrating to have to admit something like this to Kealey but she still had a right to know the truth. Turning away from her Jacen walked over to her window and stared unseeing at the side of the building opposite her. "what's really pathetic is that I doubt even now she'd do what I just did. She'd probably have sex with anyone she liked even though we're in some sort of relationship but I can't do that, especially to you. I'm sorry if I led you on but... well... look, your first needs to be someone special. I'm not that special of a guy. As tonight proves I'm just your typical jerk."
The look in Lori's eyes gave Jacen all the information he needed. The anger and pain was obvious as she tried to process what he had told her. It was just like Jacen had expected but there was no way he could blame her. Especially after the fact that he had not only confessed to being something other than a mutant but that he had almost chosen some other woman over Lori because she was the Lori's exact opposite.
The attack came out of nowhere, and even if Jacen's senses and reactions hadn't been dulled by alcohol he wasn't sure he could have avoided the apparently vengeful female. As it was, he suddenly found the couch knocked onto the ground, his own body stretched out on the floor, with Lori sitting on top of his stomach and holding his shoulders down with all the strength she can manage.
The tone of her voice as she spoke was enough to let him know that it was best to keep his mouth shut for the time being. He had seen Lori get into several fights but never had he seen her look more dangerous than she did right at that moment. She was obviously trying to make her opinion clear by Jacen just didn't get it. Wasn't this the woman that had told him how good it was to be a mutant? Wasn't this the woman that had told him to be proud that he was special? Where the hell was this sudden change of heart coming from?
"What did you expect?" Jacen as quietly, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he watched the woman above him. Thanks to the adrenaline that was now pumping through his system the affects of the alcohol was temporarily being overridden but he wasn't fool enough to expect that to last, "You're the one that talk so much about how great it was to be a mutant. How should I have expected you to react?"
Since the pressure was relaxing, Jacen suddenly sprung into movement, rolling over and reversing positions with Lori almost instantly. Now he looked down at the blond as he crouched above her, his hands gripping her wrists and holding her firmly in place. "But that's not the part that has you angry is it. You're ticked that I just admitted to being attracted to another woman. You're angry that someone else had something that you don't have." Jacen's voice was heated as he stared down at the woman, slowly dropping his head down so that his lips were right next to her ear, "But I will point out that I ended up back here which means that, if you can drop your ego for just a few moments, I must like you more than anyone else."
Moving his head over, Jacen gave Lori a forceful kiss before pulling back to stare into her eyes with a rather defiant expression on his face. "Clear?"
As soon as Lori murmured the word 'Wait', Jacen fell still. He wanted to forget... he wanted to get a chance to enjoy something with this woman just one more time but maybe that just wasn't in the cards. There was no question that he was acting differently than usual. Maybe that by itself was enough to scare her off.
Propping himself above her on his arms he looked down at her, his breathing rapid as his heart beat continued to race. This was it, this was going to be goodbye. After he had acted like this much of a jerk there was no way she would be able to look past the fact that he wasn't a mutant.
"No." He murmured huskily, his tone all at once aroused and regretful at the same time, "This isn't what I need and it's not what you deserve."
Pushing himself up fully, Jacen moved a little bit away from Lori as he took a seat at the other end of the couch. Inwardly he cursed his stupidity for having turned to alcohol in the first place. Getting drunk never helped anything and yet again that point was being proven completely true.
"When we were just shower buddies, I almost gave in to another blond." The words poured out as Jacen closed his eyes and reached up to pinch at the bridge of his nose. Thanks to the alcohol what might have been a simple and straightforward conversation was instead turning into a doozy of a confession. "She was innocent and vulnerable... basically the opposite of you but she appreciated my ability the same way you do. I left her apartment and then you and I ended up deciding to explore the possibilities. When we had our run in at the hospital, a blood test was performed. The results were shocking and so today I went to the Church of Humanity. They ran my blood work five, frickin' times and each one came back with the same result. No X-Gene... no mutation. No difference."
Opening his eyes Jacen turned his head and fixed Lori with an emotionless stare. He had put on his mask just in case things went badly. "I'm not a mutant Lori... apparently I never have been. I don't know what the hell I am. I just know I'm not who you think I am."
The game was working fine and for the briefest of moments, Jacen completely became Frank. Frank was a womanizer that would sleep with any woman that gave him the opportunity... especially a woman as attractive as Angel. Frank was a man that didn't believe in attachments because it would keep him from sampling the variety that existed in the world. Frank... Frank was not Jacen.
Kealey wanted to know what Jacen was feeling and that was the problem. He was struggling with it. A part of him wanted this... wanted to touch this beautiful young woman and take her to places that she'd obviously never been but at the same time he couldn't allow himself to do something like that. He respected her to much to ask her to just be some other woman. As long as things were going with Lori he couldn't... he just couldn't.
Slowly Jacen pulled away from Kealey, his arms moving up from her waist to gently grip her arms and hold her as he drew his head back. The heat was deffinately still in his eyes but there was also a slightly sad smile on his face. He had gone to far. Even allowing things to get to this point had been overboard and now he had to admit as much to her.
"I can't Kealey." He said quietly, "I can't ask you or even let you do this. I didn't expect to feel this way from just one night out with you, but that's a problem." Falling silent Jacen just looked at Kealey as he tried to come up with some gentle way to break the news to her but failed miserably. There was never an easy way to break this kind of news to someone you were beginning to care about. "I'm seeing someone Kealey. I enjoy our friendship and I enjoy every moment with you but until I sort things out I can't... I just can't give you what you really want."
Jacen knocked back the first glassful of Whiskey immediately but then paused to listen to Lori talk. Even though she was refilling his glass and emptying even more of the bottle, he temporarily ignored the alcohol, instead focusing on the smell of Lori's hair. What in the world did she use for shampoo? That had that wonderfully natural smell of a woman but it was also combined with something that was just a touch fruity. Strawberries? Cherry? He really didn't care he just knew that this woman smelled wonderful.
"I like it when you drop by." Jacen admitted as he leaned forward to place his full glass on the coffee table then leaned back to settle his large frame against Lori's much smaller one. He was drunk and he knew it. Sure, he wasn't to the passing out stage and he wasn't even to the complete clutz stage but he was most deffinately innebriated. The downside was that he hadn't gone far enough to forget his problems. If anything, by tearing down some of his emotional and mental barriers with the alcohol, he had only made it harder for himself. At least Lori was hear to distract him. Beautiful Lori. Sexy Lori. Kissable Lori.
For a moment Jacen was silent after Lori's last question. He was comfortable nestled up against the young woman but the feel of her body against his combined with her scent was most deffinately making him think in a completely different direction.
"My mouth's sore from argueing with that cheeky girl from earlier." Jacen murmured as he turned his head and moved to capture Lori's lips. He had wanted to forget and he still wanted to forget which meant that since alcohol had been taken off the list of options there was only one other thing that might work.
Claiming Lori's lips was easy, what was hard was twisting his body around to get a firm grip on her as he kissed her. If she pulled away and said no, or stop, then he would back off, but if she didn't... well... he needed to forget the whole damn situation and if that meant controlling and using this woman for a short time, then so be it!
Had Kealey just propositioned him? Sure, they were roll-playing at the moment, but that sure had sounded like a proposition. Maybe the line between imagination and reality was starting to get blurred. Maybe it was a lot harder to keep fantasy separated from reality than Jacen had originally thought.
"For you the exception would definitely be worth it." Jacen murmured, his head dropping to just brush a kiss across Kealey's lips even as his mouth continued to move with the words, "Just seeing you would make my trip worth the while."
Lifting his head back up, the man had to smile as Kealey stepped even deeper into her role. No longer were they Jacen and Kealey out for a date. Now they were Frank and Angel... strangers that were most definitely interested in being anything but.
"Angel... that's a beautiful name." Frank murmured, one hand dropping ever so slightly from its place on her back so that now it instead rested right at the waist band of her jeans. Ever so slowly he allowed his thumb to slip inside the waist band and slowly run over the little bit of hidden skin that he could reach. It was still a relatively safe touch but at the same time it was very risque.
"Seeing you and holding you in my arms, any thoughts of business are definitely thrown out the window." Frank replied quietly as he tilted his head down again, gently nibbling at the side of Angel's neck, "Pleasure... pure, unadulterated pleasure is all you even let me think about Angel. A woman like you just leaves me breathless."
The words were somewhat corny but when spoken with obvious heat in the voice while gentle love bites were being applied to the neck, it was fine. Right at this moment it sure didn't seem like she could really care what he said.
"Almost like home? Well, I might have to start coming here more often if a woman as beautiful as yourself comes here that often." Jacen murmured just loud enough to be heard over the music. As games went this was just perfect. It allowed the two of them to flirt and even play with each others libidos while still knowing that this was all fantasy. Fantasy would never go somewhere in real life... would it?
Carrying Kealey into a slow spin before pulling her back, just a little tighter than before, Jacen raised an eyebrow in surprise. Partly it was surprise from Kealey using their previous joke during this game and part was in the mock surprise that would go along with his role. "While I must admit that I normally stay away from places that employ exotic dancers, if I knew where you worked I'd have to make an exception your case." The words were delivered with just the right tone of huskiness to get across the point that the "stranger's" imagination was currently running wild, "And of course your secret is safe with me. I wouldn't tell a soul."
And now it was Jacen's turn. How far would he push the game? What sort of man would appeal to a fashion student/adult entertainer? Something with a touch of riskiness and perhaps a little bit of a bad boy persona? Someone that was a hero but a touch borderline at the same time?
"Well, first off my name is Frank. I provide private security for those that feel they need it." Jacen's voice remained soft as he spoke, his brown eyes focusing on Kealey's bright blue ones, "I protect people so that the unimaginable doesn't happen. Anywhere... anytime... it's what I do. But I don't think I caught your name, Miss..." He trailed off at the end, one eyebrow raised questioningly as he waited to see how she would react. Really the name 'Frank' wasn't that much of a stretch since his middle name was 'Franklin' but as far as he knew Kealey didn't know that.
"Unfortunately she wasn't the one that pissed me off or I would have been sorely tempted." Jacen grumbled, his eyes locking on the bottle of whiskey that Lori seemed to be tantalizing him with. There was no question that for born and bred Americans like the King family, Whiskey was definitely preferable to Vodka. Although the question still echoed through his mind as to why in the world he'd bought Vodka in the first place. What had he been thinking? Well, that was the problem. He hadn't been thinking. He'd just been looking for the hardest liquor that could get him drunk the fastest way possible.
What was Lori's game? First she walked away from him while carrying the whiskey as though she meant to keep him from it and now she was offering him whiskey, enticing and seducing him to come closer. Finally, the flavor difference between vodka and whiskey won out. Knocking back the last of the vodka that happened to be in his glass, Jacen winced at the taste and then walked over to take his seat snuggled up against Lori.
The combination of alcohol and Lori's body heat suddenly had his mind going a different direction. There were most definitely ways to forget things other than just alcohol... maybe he should begin to execute a different plan.
"Don't you get lonely, all alone in your new digs?" Jacen asked, the alcohol keeping him from being very suave as he held out his glass for a refill from his blond bartender, "If you got a phone hookup, you're welcome to call me or drop by over here anytime. I'd hate to think you were feeling separated and didn't even give me a ring."
It was cheesy but it was the best that he could manage at the moment. The combination of alcohol and pent up emotion was scrambling his brain ever so slightly. There was absolutely no way even in an intoxicated state that Jacen would ever force himself on a woman but with some of his barriers broken down by alcohol, it was quite possible that he would become slightly more forceful than usual. Of course, with Lori, that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Jacen snorted at Lori's comment about punching out a certain young woman's lights. He would have thought that his blond friend/girlfriend would have known him better than that by now, but maybe not.
"You would have thought I had if you'd have seen the way she was cringing every time I spoke." Jacen answered as he lifted his glass and sipped at the fiery liquid held within, "But no, I didn't raise a hand to her."
Apparently Lori was getting tired of being Jacen's own personal barkeep so instead of hanging around for her next empty glass she walked back into the living room... along with his bottle.
"What the hell?" He wondered as he raised an eyebrow in shock. Was Lori trying to keep him from drinking to much or something? Obviously the problem with that was that there was a nice full bottle of vodka still sitting right here on the counter.
Grabbing up the bottle Jacen wandered out of the kitchen and instead took up a standing position next to his table of liquor. As Lori explained her presence he took the time to first drain his glass of whiskey, then open his fresh bottle and poured the extremely potent clear liquid into his glass.
"Nice to hear you're planning on coming back." Jacen replied with the best smile he could manage before lifting the glass up to his lips and sipping at the fiery liquid inside. Making a somewhat wry face he looked at the glass and then set it down on the table. "Should have known not to get the vodka." He muttered to himself, "Two bottles of whiskey... why didn't I just buy two bottles of whiskey?"
Crossing his arms over his chest Jacen leaned up against the wall, just looking at Lori for a moment. How are things going with your trailer?" He finally asked as he picked up his glass once again and sipping at the liquid that really didn't have a particularly good taste to it but provided plenty of the alcohol he needed to temporarily forget, "You get it cleaned up and livable yet?"
