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?
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Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 8, 2017 12:55:23 GMT -6
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Artair raised an eyebrow at the the description Derek gave him. Animal manipulation was tricky and usually near impossible to categorise as far as powers went. They could be pheromone based, psychic or even weirder. He'd ready somewhere about on who used vibrations to get a similar effect. Cool power though, scary good for scouting and information gathering. "Interesting power you've got there, pretty useful too. Must have been an interesting experience when you discovered it."
He didn't seem to be missing anything, although if Devon hadn't mentioned how some of their actions weren't entirely legal, he wasn't about to say anything. All today was about anyway was making sure he was fine with a little vigilantism, and making sure people were safe of course. "Seems about right, the only real thing you need to remember is we want to help people. That's all that really matters."
Giving the chipper guy a grin, "Since you shared, might as well show you what I'm working with. Easier to show rather than tell."
Forming the images in his head, he pulled out a pair of shimmering knives and left them floating in the air. "As is pretty apparent, I can make weapons, move them about a bit. Watch out though, they're pretty sharp and pack a nasty amount of weight behind them."
"I've got decent control, just don't leap in front of them and you'll be fine."
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 8, 2017 8:40:23 GMT -6
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"Reality show? God forbid that sounds like a fate worse than death," he chuckled enjoy the after show to their fight earlier. He really hadn't expected Devon to be hit so hard by the drink, but not eating was always the kicker. Artair wouldn't envy him tomorrow if he kept up the drink, whiskey hangover were brutal.
The coincidences in this were really weird. Him just happening to meet one of the few people who could give him Devon's number, which somehow brought him to save a young girl, be offered a place in an charitable organisations that could do the same and meet a pretty nice guy out it all as well. Hell, the next time he saw Serena he'd definitely owe her a drink. "Aye I got that impressions. Anyone that can deal with a grumpy Scot first thing in the morning and come out smiling is kind of special in a great way."
Yep, of course the lass was happy to be flagged down by Devon, most would be in fairness. Although he did have to wonder how good an idea a second would be for his tipsy friend.
Smiling up at her and yes maybe he made his accent a little thick when she asked, "Aye, I could do with one o'those great burgers you do. Been needin' a meal and I think someone does to," inclining his head towards his friend.
She laughed took his order and headed back to the bar, occasionally glancing back at them. "I'd make a bet to see who she flirted with, but I'm not a huge fan of lose both money and self esteem in one go," he joked once she was out of earshot.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 7, 2017 20:48:50 GMT -6
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Giving her a hand up and letting her dust herself off, he was glad she hadn't gotten hurt again and not only because if it kept happening, he would seriously consider being cursed. Waving off the thanks, he was just doing what anyone else would do. He just had to ignore the smell roses whenever she got too close. Like now.
"Xavia, you were in serious pain,had just had a pretty nasty experience and were running on no sleep. No one would think rationally in that situation, Christ I wasn't either." Nightmares and little sleep had made him a little loopy as well, he'd been borderline rude to her when he burst out laughing at the offer. Not exactly his finest hour, but he wasn't in the best way himself and in fairness, it had been so out of left field that his mouth had the thought before his brain could really think about it.
"I'm here because you're interesting lass and I like talking to you. You're more mature than most of the people I've been dealing with and it's honestly refreshing. As for messed up? That I can understand lass, I'm hardly a poster boy for a stable mental state." She needed to give herself more credit.
Well, this had been a mistake after all. He'd only p----- her off by the look of it and he was pretty sure she didn't need more bs in her life right now.
"Look, I can go if you want, it wasn't my intentions to mess with your training. I just wanted to see how you were and say I enjoyed our previous meeting, as weird and wonderful as it was." Retrieving the staff, he turned to head back towards his previous practice grounds. God he felt like an eejit.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 7, 2017 20:02:44 GMT -6
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Dropping the towel to one side before taking the offered hand, he gave a quick firm shake while eyeing the guy up and down. Decent build and height, young but not a kid. He'd do. "Nice to meet you, but I'm not one for formality, just call me Artair."
"Should be alright, as long as you can move freely that's all you need." The guy seemed, cheery, to say the least. Well, he could hardly fault the enthusiasm and as long as he could take advice well enough, and didn't do anything monumentally stupid, they should get along fine. He couldn't be any more trouble than some of the people he'd met already. Christ the only way he could top one was to get shot. Twice.
"I'm guessing you've got some kind of idea why you're here, so lets start with a few simple questions. First, whats your power do, and how much control do you have over it?" Bluntness was needed here, there was no point sugar coating the question when you needed to know how capable the person watching you're back was.
True, he might not be the highest trained person around, but he could hold his own at least.
"Oh, feel free to ask any questions, it's better you ask something you don't need rather than the other way around." He was very much of the opinion there were, mostly, no stupid questions. Wanting to learn, that was an admirable trait.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 7, 2017 16:27:04 GMT -6
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Doc still surprised him. He'd had no ideas the power worked that way and it was already a pretty impressive to start with. It was strange to think anyone would voluntarily stay in pain when they that kind of healing on hand for any serious injuries. To each their own he supposed.
Chuckling at the unseen joke he'd made, "Sorry, that was more a happy accident than me being clever. And for throwing you off while you were doing your thing."
He did have to see this. His natural curiosity was far to interested now and since she'd offered, surely there was no harm in sticking around. It was pretty damn impressive though, when the first branch started to shift and move, before she launched herself at them. Watching with a smile on his face, she looked like some kind of demented squirrel going from tree to tree. It continued looked impressive right until the moment she missed a handhold and came down way harder than before. That one must have hurt.
Quickly moving over and making sure Xavia was fine, he offered a hand up. "Alright there lass? That was one hell of a fall. Damn impressive up until that point though, not gonna lie."
With how frantic their last meeting had been he hadn't really unpacked any of his reasons for why he'd felt the need to talk to her. Sure she was good looking but surely if that was the only reason he'd have taken her up on her offer to sleep in the same bed. So what the hell was going on in his head and more importantly, did any of it really matter?
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 7, 2017 13:52:25 GMT -6
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Yeah, Rianne was just all round awesome. She could sing, she could dance, she wanted to keep people safe. It was almost enough to make a girl jealous, couldn't she have just one flaw? But no, she also looked killer in a dress and, as much as she hated admitting, she had much nicer legs than Cait did. These were all reasons she needed to hang out with her and learn her ways.
"That's really admirable, there's not many people I meet who feel that way," take a nice slow drink before continuing, "I can understand the draw though, wanting to do more for people. Always makes me feel bad when I can't do something to help."
She did need to be careful, as great as Rianne was, she was still a police officer and the X-Men were hardly operating with any kind of official sanction. Although, maybe she'd be able to get a read on her general feeling of them? Maybe see how someone on the force sees them.
Cait survived her bout of laughter just barely. That name was just too damn cute. "Whoever came up with that name is a genius and you should totally have hats made up. That would be the best thing ever."
Take a languid sip and glancing around the bar, there were some good people up singing finally and everyone looked like they were really enjoying themselves. Cait couldn't lie, it was pretty cool that they'd help make everyone feel better. "Feels great to get away though I bet. I know I need the chance to switch off and not have to worry about playing or band mates for a night."
Cait really didn't want the song to end, but as the last note faded, she knew they were done. It wasn't fair that she felt sad after such an amazing experience, even if it was the last they could play today. God it got annoying have her life ran by have too much to do and far too little time to get everything done. Even the really important things, like playing music with a friend.
"My pleasure Astrid, it was so much fun to play with you," she smiled warmly at her musical companion. Who could give up an opportunity like this?
Slowly packing away her violin and gathering up her various sheets of music, she couldn't help but start the cogs in her head trying to find her next little bit of free space when they could do this again. Astrid was so much fun to hang out with, but with missions and work it was like there was never a good time for them to get together.
"We have to do this again dear, playing with you was just so wonderful. Oh and the fluffiness," she added with a smile, "was utterly delightful."
It might be over, but she wasn't leaving without a hug. Damnit she'd earned one, even if she had gotten distracted with those soft wings. Holding out her arms towards Astrid, and getting a very enthusiastic hug in reply, her day was officially perfect. Nothing could top this.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 7, 2017 9:41:11 GMT -6
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So, he was being asked to give the new guy some pointers and run a simple mission with him? Sure, why not. It wasn't like he was doing much important work at Haven yet, he might as well contribute in a way. It was probably a good way to gauge him, since Artair was under no illusions he could be, difficult, for some people to deal with.
What he would have liked was some info about him, or at least more than just a name. Having flash backs to his first meeting with Serena, the only thing he had was a name, Derek Menes. Not much to go on, thanks Devon.
Sighing and returning to his practice, he figured he might as well get some forms work done while he waited. Moving into a standard form and leveling the practice staff, he silently ran through a series of exercises, letting his body take over and his mind focus on his other training, slowly pulling out knives and setting them floating around him, trying to do both tasks at the same time. So far he'd been able to keep it up, but trying anything more complex was still an issue. An very obvious issue when one of float weapons shattered from the stress, send a physic shock into his brain.
Every. Single. Time. It was f------ annoying and it took everything he had to not scream in frustration. Obviously he was missing something but he just couldn't get through the wall. Clearly not today at least, not with the headache he had now.
Scattering the other weapons and toweling himself off, the noise of someone entering the training room made he raise his head, was it time for Derek to be here already?
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 7, 2017 7:42:36 GMT -6
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Oof, that was one hell of a fall. What was it with him meeting this woman and some kind of physical accidents happening? He'd been starting over to help her up but she bounced to her feet pretty quick, couldn't be too hurt at least and as he got closer, the burn scars certainly looked better than the last time he'd seen them. Although he pointedly tried not to look at the rest of her, with how she was dressed it was hard not notice.
Walking up and leaning on the staff, he took a look around as she brushed herself off. A marked path on the tree branches and a raised platform to jump from half filled in the picture, but they were far too far apart to swing from between them without some kind of aid. Artairs was pretty fascinated by the set up, she must have been doing some kind of power training but what he had no clue how it worked or if it was helping. Power training was not something he was used to yet, his recent failures with the scalpel came sourly back to mind. Speaking of, he scattered the construct just as she started to address him.
"Same to you Xavia. Got to say you're looking a lot better than the last time I saw you, glad to see the burns healed up well enough." Thank god for that, burns were always the trickiest ones to deal with, if she had that much freedom of movement, something he'd done had gone right.
Nodding his head towards the branches marked with yarn, "I'm guessing those have something to do with your face plant. What you up too?"
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 7, 2017 6:31:56 GMT -6
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OK, that was a pretty cool attitude to have and he probably should have expected her to be pretty relaxed about curious children, she probably wouldn't work there if it did bother her. She also had a fair point, it was kind of awesome how up front and honest they were. "She's ten years old now, so right in that sweet spot of innocence and curiosity."
Sarah's mutation? "Well, I'm not actually sure to be honest, at the moment all we can gather is she has pale blue skin." It wasn't exactly the most unusual case for someones mutation to emerge slowly, or for a person to be completely unaware of how their power worked. "Other than that she has shown any other powers but it's not like we're going to put a kid through any kind of testing to find out. As long as she's happy," shrugging he didn't really need to finish. Most peoples powers really kicked in under stress and that was not something you subjected a child to.
"So for the time being she's just a bonnie blue lass," he smiled warmly as he said it, he might grumble about her but she genuinely brightened his day whenever he helped her.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 6, 2017 20:11:21 GMT -6
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With the school year over, he was pretty free to spend his time training at the either the mansion or at Haven, depending on his mood and who was available. Most of the time when he cam here to the mansion, he was there for specific combat training but today, he was simply there for a little experiment. He'd been working on a couple ideas, a free day to test them out and the space to give it a try was all he needed. As much as he liked Haven and Inferno, it had to be the Mansion.
There was just such a good feel to the place, like every bit of the grounds radiated sheer good cheer. The only problem, there wasn't anyone free for him to use the training rooms with, so he was stuck practicing outside. In the sun. During summer. It was basically his natural enemy but hopefully the two layers of sunscreen would last long enough to stop him turning into a lobster.
Dropping his pack and planting the practice staff in the ground in front of him, he tried to focus all his energy on it but a familiar figure in the distance kept distracting him. Was that Xavia? Running? Burns must have healed up nice if she was able to move that easily so soon. Artair couldn't help but have a little glow of pride, he done all the right things after all.
He hadn't talked to her since then and he was genuinely curious how she was doing. Seeing her head into a little wood, he figured he would give her a shout, see what was up with her. After all, if he was bothering her she could always ask him to leave.
Picking up the staff and pulling out a knife he wandered over, half focusing on one of his side projects. Taking its power and turning it into a scalpel. That was the theory at least. He still wasn't having much luck and honestly could do with the distraction.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 5, 2017 21:06:51 GMT -6
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Cait couldn't help but grin at Rianne's sputtering from her little joke, it was always nice being on the other side of that, not that she often was. Great that she could run with a joke as well, have a little fun with it. Yeah, there wasn't a chance she was letting Rianne get away without being her friend now. They had a bond now, forged in the fires of Grease. Nothing was stronger.
"Oh it was fine, don't worry. I get why you'd want to keep it on you. Some jobs are 24/7 aren't they?" Cait respected her commitment to doing right, to helping people. If ever there was a safe person to be carrying a gun around it'd be someone with her training.
"It's really cool though, that you feel that way I mean. Not many want that kind of responsibility, especially nowadays with how bad stuff is." Everyday it felt like the city was getting more unstable, and not just from random mutant attacks or the disappearances among them that were getting more common. Something was wrong, the weather had been acting freaky and some weird stuff had been popping up in different parts of the city. "It's pretty reassuring knowing that karaoke cop is on the case though," she added with a cheeky smile.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 5, 2017 18:19:41 GMT -6
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Had he upset her? "Woah lass, you anit walking anywhere. If you really want to get home I'm getting you a pre paid cab which will get you home on me." Christ he must have really annoyed her with the laugh, he really hadn't meant to. "Look, I didn't mean to offend you, if that's what you're worried about, the laugh was more with how daft the situation seemed. It wasn't at your expense. Promise."
God he'd made an a--- of himself, probably made her really uncomfortable in the process. Again. He was getting pretty good at that lately, putting his foot in his mouth and saying things that could really annoy or upset others. It was a pretty bad trend and it apparently had no thoughts of stopping any time soon.
The cab didn't take long to arrive and soon he was saying goodbye to the strange woman who's night he'd ruined. "Bye lass, can't say it hasn't been interesting at least and if you need a hand with injuries again, I'm happy to help." It had been, fun, which was weird to him, and it wasn't like it had been all bad. He smiled as he tried to sleep again, accompanied by the soft smell of roses.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 5, 2017 15:59:41 GMT -6
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Her comment made him burst out laughing, it was just so out of left field. "Tempting offer lass, but no, I'm not sleeping again tonight and I wouldn't want to destroy the little you might be able to get. I'll just putter about for a few hours and wake you up at a decent time." He always had a few little tasks that needed doing for nights like this, and he could always sit and try to refine his power while he was at it.
"But thank you for the offer, really. I appreciate you keeping my own issues in mind but I can deal with it, have done for more than 11 years." It had been a long time since he was hurt, but was it really that long? Had he really dealt with the side effects for so long. "I'll have some food ready for whenever you wake up, don't worry." Might not be the best breakfast she'd ever had, but he could do alright in the kitchen.
Making sure she was firmly sleeping, he pulled out a knife from his mind, shaped and reshaped it in the air, trying to find new shapes that fit his mind. Maybe it was time to try that idea he'd been having for a while. Holding the same amount of power in the construct, he tried to make it smaller and sharper. Make it his for once.
Some genuine emotion started to shine through. Good, it was harder to hide reactions than voice patterns, and Kendra wasn't particularly good at keeping hers hidden. It was what he was looking for at least, some honesty, an actual look at her mental state. She was a lot more hurt than she wanted to show, but he'd already been expecting that, and she was obviously struggling. Even with that, he knew she'd be fine, she just needed time and patience and might even come out of it all a stronger person. At least she'd survived the incident and probably wouldn't suffer any long term effects.
Her reasons were good though, which at the end of it all was all he actually cared about. Christ he'd be a massive hypocrite if he was too angry with her, he'd done something nearly as stupid not too long ago, with less backup as well. Artair had only walked away from that thanks to a massive coincidence that had put a much better trained friend on the scene. He could understand her motivation, heck he'd had the same in the past. Not that it ever ended well, at least most of the time. There were times it was really worth the pain, the misery. One smiling kid made everything better.
What was it with some people and being touchy feely? More than one of his new acquaintances seemed to need to reassure themselves, more than it really did for him. But he kept his irritation under lock and key, she obviously needed the reassurance right now. His hands weren't shaking at all, and that wasn't his sweat making his hand clammy. Nope, couldn't be his.
"Nothing wrong with being afraid lass, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of anything. It's fine to admit it, and better you can recognise when you should act despite it." Fear wasn't new to him, he'd grown up afraid that any and every action he took could wind of killing him. Every surgery, every single time he moved at anything more than a leisurely pace was him gambling with his life. Years of this was the only reason he could afford to be blasé with his own life.
Glancing at the student who walked through and annoyingly stated put, his temper kept trying to flare. Not now, not like this dammit. He couldn't let it out of control, not while Kendra was in such a fragile state. Maybe the lad would listen to reason. "Excuse me mate, do you mind? Trying to have a private conversation here." He kept his voice pretty level, but he very much had a no nonsense, brook no argument on his face. That one he was good at and most people wouldn't mess with him while he wore it, expect maybe the occasional annoying teenager. One of them had nearly gotten a sword through the chest so yeah, it's success rate wasn't amazing but still.
The kid seemed to contemplate a rude or particularly unhelpful response, but seemed to think better of it and just shrugged, picked up his stuff and left. Sighing deeply, he returned his gaze to the girl in front of him. "Sorry about the interruption, but we should be fine now." Artair didn't quite know what to say now, she'd let the truth out, would now be a good time to push for a bit more?
"Feels better when you let the truth out doesn't it. Freeing, in a way. Makes your problems more real, easier to deal with. I've been down the same road Kendra, I'm just a lot further down it and trust me, it's not a good one to stay on. Might be too late for me, but you have a decent chance of escaping it, but you need help, proper help. Talk to someone, someone who can help you deal with the issues." Yep, his own experiences could be helpful, if only avert people from the same fate. "Just don't get it in your head that pain's a good teacher, that letting yourself suffer makes you better, or that you deserve it. Feel it for too long, have it there eating at you doesn't make you make you strong. It just strips away everything you are, tears you down until nothings left. Trust me lass, I know."