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 29, 2017 12:08:08 GMT -6
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Her eyes widened at the joke, "Lord no, that'd be such a waste!" That had always confused her about the legend. She'd kill to have some assets worthy of getting in the way of a bowstring. Blushing a bit at how enthusiastic she'd kind of gotten about another woman's body a blush started to creep up her neck. "I mean, that sounds far too painful."
Nice save girl, very smooth recovery.
Encouragement from a friend was always the best part of the gym, never mind the health benefits and general awesomeness that a work out was, you could get plenty of positive energy going. Cait fed of that kind of social interaction. That and hugs.
"Good to know, I certainly want to keep this up and I can do a good burn, had more than a little of it when I started performing." While it wasn't exactly intense, moving like she did on stage for a 3 hour set was surprisingly effective exercise.
Again she analysed everything being done for future reference and cheered on her friend, amazed by the amount one person could lift. Doubly so since it was a really cool example of why women could kick butt with the best of them. Sure she'd gotten the girl power lectures and motivational speeches growing up, but Rianne had girl power. The real deal.
"I can see why, that looked rough." Giving her a bright smile while they changed over and taking her place , she began her own set. Lord it was hard, she was using muscles she didn't normal train and she could feel it!
Just barely making it to fourty-five seconds before her arms would not respond, no matter how hard she pushed. Ugh that was a little disappointing. "OK I can see why you hate that. Guess I need to have the weights a wee bit lighter in the future, work my up."
It was only a little disheartening but it was the way of it with working out. Knowing your limits is really important, so you could blow them out of the water.
He hadn't really expect that to work and now he was only more trapped than before and Devon was letting go any time soon. Just staying on his knees was taking a lot more effort than was comfortable and his flailing before had only wasted energy, rather than do anything productive. God he needed to get better at hand to hand, if he ran out of energy or over used his power in the field he'd be screwed.
The grips he was in were limiting his movement and he was already being dragged side wards, if he didn't do anything, he'd be pinned pretty quick. As b----- tempting as it was to pull a shield out and starting smacking his friend with it, he wasn't about to cheat to win. They'd both agreed to the terms so Artair was just going to have to deal with it. Rather than use his freeish arm to get at Devon, he went with a different tack and got it under him, ready to push off.
Taking a few deep breaths, all the while fighting agaisnt the holds, he pushed himself up as quickly as possible, dragging the bigger guy with him and preparing to drop back down, if this failed, chances are he'd be pinned quickly. It was a big stupid movement using to much energy but he couldn't see other ways out.
Maybe getting one of his trainers at the mansion to give him some training tips on grappling would be a very good idea.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 29, 2017 6:06:48 GMT -6
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Well that was good then, they'd both slept well, for once. Didn't mean anything though. Finishing his meal as she washed up, he quickly cleaned the things he'd used once she was done, dried everything off and put it away before he sat back down. Made sense to him to get everything done in one go and he had to admit it would have made him feel a little too guilty to just sit there and watch her clean up after she'd cooked as well. Just didn't sit right with him, she was a guest after all, he should be treating her.
"I'll bet, although I can't blame you. Pretty memorable from where I'm sitting." How did she manage to look so pretty just sitting in his clothes at the breakfast table? More than one woman he'd know had looked completely different without makeup or doing their hair, yet Xavia somehow looked just a good as ever. Well there was that and the fact that when she drew up her legs, she was basically showing them off to him and damn, the woman had legs.
Hmm, should he tell her? They had promised to be mostly truthful with each other and she seemed to type to not mind a compliment every now and then. "Honestly lass, I was admiring the view. Not every day I wake up to a beautiful woman in my flat, or have a half dressed breakfast with them." Thank god for steady hands, spilling hot food or coffee on himself now would suck. Raising an eyebrow at the tune, what Scot wouldn't know it. "Well, can't say I deserve first place but cheers for the compliment lass. Just ask though if you want to see and man in his kilt," he finished winking.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 29, 2017 5:47:26 GMT -6
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"Oh course you know her, the fact that you're BFF's with Xavia wasn't enough, now you know Kendra as well." Sighing, why did everyone he knew somehow know each other? More importantly this basically meant nothing that happened between him and Xavia was going to be kept secret for very long at all. "Next you'll be telling me she's friends with Xavia as well. Wouldn't be the most surprising thing about the whole situation between us."
Grinning, he knew he'd gotten him. "Lad, you don't need to party to have fun, just relax, talk to some people and don't have any expectations. You'll be surprised how easy it becomes after that." For a person who didn't generally socialise a lot, Artair did alright when he went out to bars or clubs. Apparently he had this whole approachable vibe. Somehow. "But don't get me into the idea of getting you a friend for the evening, I might just take it as a challenge." Oh he saw those looks, but which one was it? The pretty boy with the blue skin, that very well built guy in the corner? Who knew.
Taking another deep drink to polish his own off and signalling for a new one, he could get used to drinking here. The cocktails were cheapish, tasty and had a decent amount of booze in them. "How've you been since that amazing f--- up that was our first mission? Sorry again about screwing that one up." Maybe he did have an anger problem, it was starting to get him into trouble.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 28, 2017 15:01:56 GMT -6
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Sitting down and digging in, he had to admit the smell was not deceptive, it was pretty damn good, comfortable too in a way. "Hmm? Oh yeah slept great, for once. Only woke up a minute or so before you did to be honest." Artair still struggled with his sleep, even with the stress of uni over for the year, it was like his body had gotten into that bad rut and just wouldn't climb out. True they'd worn themselves out the previous night but even then he'd had one of the best nights sleep in a long time. "What about you? I know your's isn't any better than fine, you sleep OK?"
He did have to grin when she started blushing and didn't look him in the eye. Must be having some fun thoughts there, maybe involving a certain happy looking Scotsman. Couldn't blame her, it was hard to not think about it himself but he had a decent poker face when he was actually in control of his emotions. Last night didn't count, Xavia had ambushed him him with kisses. "Remembering something fun there lass? Can't possibly think what it might be." It felt good to joke with her, made things easier for him to process.
It was weird how comfortable he felt like this, just hanging out with her in morning, having breakfast together. Should it be weird? Christ they'd spent a night together so surely this was the easy normal bit, right?
Why were these the most complicated parts of his life? No it wasn't his university work, the various legal and moral questions his work with Haven raised or even the fact that his heart could literally stop at any moment, it was relationships. B----- irony right there.
As soon as the screaming started she knew something was very wrong. Pulling all her knives in close to keep her safe, she stole a quick glance at Astrid and oh my God! Her crystals, they were spreading, covering her completely and turning her into some kind of living gem, of god and that invisible guy was impaled on her wings! This was bad, so bad. Becca was going to go crazy and the cries from their angel just got worse as the crystal over took her. Even her wings started to flex.......oh no.
Recognising the danger signs she grabbed the nearest guard and pulled him in front of her and let him take the feathers. Right now, she didn't care about getting people hurt, Seraph was in pain and she needed them right now!
Dropping him as soon as she was sure it was safe, Becca had already jumped into mom mode and was rushing to comfort her, promising that she'd be fine and everything would be alright. As much as she itched to do the same, Cait knew the boss expected her to get the job done while she dealt with her daughter. Turning away she set about the computers, getting what they needed.
Sure, she might not be the techiest person but it didn't take her long to get bring up a site map and find where they needed to go. Good the archive room wasn't far and there didn't look to be any major guard groups on the way either so when Seraph was able to calm down they should be fine. Quickly switching over to the camera feed, her stomach suddenly dropped.
A group was already on it's way to them and they were armed to the teeth, with two thirds of the team current not in commission, it was up to her. Moving back to Becca and carefully touching her on the shoulder, "Boss, we've got incoming hostiles. I'm going to deal with them, stay here and do what you do best."
Giving the sobbing girl a gentle smile, "Hey, Seraph don't worry, your moms here and I'll keep you both safe. I promise." Nodding once to Impact, she moved out the room and pulled all her knives back out. For one of the very few times in her life, she was furious. Seraph might be well trained but at the end of the day she was a kid. A kid that these people had hurt.
It was time for her to show them exactly how wrong they'd been to do that. No more forgiveness and no more mercy, she had friends to protect.
Getting into position to ambush the group, she had one final second to harden her resolve. Becca had always told her naivete would get her hurt and it wasn't until now she understood. But Astrids screams would haunt her more than anyone else's could and right now it wasn't Cait she needed, but her mom. She needed to be held by the person most important to her, to be reassure and comforted, the dirty job fell on the Scot to do.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 28, 2017 3:37:42 GMT -6
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The sounds from the kitchen, follow by the gorgeous smell of food refused to let him ponder any longer, pulling himself out of bed and putting on his boxers and jeans. Sleepily glancing about he couldn't see his shirt, had they lost it on the way to the bedroom? The entirety of last night was still a haze so it was a definite possibility. Moving into the main room, "Hey Xavia have you seen........never mind question asked and answered." Worse she looked better in it than he did, "Is it bad that I'm jealous of how well you pull that off?"
"And coffee? Damn you know how to drag a guy out of bed," giving her a cheeky grin, "or into it." She could sing, she could cook, there was fresh coffee ready and waiting, yeah why was he hesitating about this? Unless this was all a cunning ploy where he really couldn't see an end game. Okay he needed to wake up a bit and the steaming pot of caffeinated bliss was the answer.
Grabbing the plates and moving them over to the table, before grabbing the little bits and pieces needed for a meal, he wondered if he had any orange juice left. Opening the fridge and giving the carton a shake, looks like he did, "You want a glass? I've also got some fresh bottle water as well." Pouring some drinks into glasses and depositing them with the food, he only had one more thing to do. Shame it was the worst part of his morning and always made the scars on his chest itch.
Pulling down a box from one of the cupboards and sorting out the mornings pills, he grimaced as he swallowed them with water. Can't go a day with a fun reminder he couldn't function without copious amounts of drugs and medicines. Ugh and they even tasted bad, because of course they did. "Well, I'm ready for something nice after that, cheers for breakfast lass, it smells great."
He just chose to laugh at that rather than play along. That wild, wonderful and completely unexpected night was only between the two of them and it would damn well stay that way. Unless, did Derek get his furry friends to follow them? "Good thing you're not Belle then, can't be taking every princess's job lad, need to leave some for the rest of us."
"Zeus!? Jesus Christ lad putting him on a pedestal much?" Shaking his head with a grin, "but seriously Snow, Devon's a lot more down to earth than you might think and trust me, he's way less aware of just how pretty he is than you think. Guys downright dense sometimes." Devon could do worse than someone has permanently happy as Derek and frankly they seemed like they'd get one well, "And don't count yourself out too early, he might belong on a run way but you're not bad looking yourself."
"Wait, Kendra?" Oh god, he already knew Xavia and was fast becoming her BFF, now he knew the dreamer as well. "Bonnie lass, red hair, southern? Ring any bells?" Please don't let it be her, he didn't need everyone he knew gossiping about his new (maybe) relationship.
"Lad, what you need to to cut loose, find a guy and just have fun. Even if it's just for one night," giving him a look speaking volumes, "and I'm sure there's someone in here pretty enough to catch your eye." Artair hadn't missed the glances Derek was casting around, more than one guy in here seemed to catch his fancy.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 28, 2017 3:07:34 GMT -6
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At least the knives kept them back for now, non of them really wanted to make the first move to go for her and she was more than happen with that. Anyone who jumped at her would come out way worse for wear. The only issue, Cait couldn't keep this up for long so she either had to hope they'd not bother or she was going to be playing a nasty song involving their legs and her knives.
OK, what the hell was that? Between one blink and the next she suddenly had a friend who was kickin' ass and taking names. God they were fast! Good too since each strike had been targeted, not random flailing. Oh and he quoted C.S Lewis. If he was cute under that helmet she'd be very happy.
Focus girl, plenty of time for flirting later! "Two on eight? Now those odds I like! So boys, who's first?" They looked more nervous now, not nearly as confident as before now that a speedy joker had set two of their friends reeling. Too bad on of the mutants among them was braver than the rest or they all might have ran.
Wretch smelling slime darted past her head and started eating a hole in the concrete. Note to self Cait, deal with him first, melting was not on the agenda for today. "Now that's just rude!"
Darting forward, the knives following her and hoping her would be prince took advantage of the chaos she was into them and doing work, slashing legs, arms anything that presented itself and would hurt like heal. One poor sod took a nasty slash across his backside even, joining his friend in the hurt a--- group.
So things went wrong for her round about then, two of her dagger got blasted with that goo, gave a valiant effort to stay together but soon shattered and sent a nasty spike of pain through her head. Another that had aimed to simply pierce a guys leg instead rammed itself straight into bone and got itself handily stuck. If she dismissed it the guy could easily bleed out, damn why did she have to have a conscience.
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 27, 2017 14:27:44 GMT -6
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He couldn't help but laugh at her rolling with the joke, especially given the circumstances. Felt damn good to as well, so early in the morning. Sure he wasn't sure where he stood right now but he couldn't say he wasn't enjoying their time together. When she turned towards him he was suddenly acutely aware that neither of them were dressed and they were still lying in bed together. Que his brain deciding to go all awkward and only notice that. Why did his brain hate him?
The serious look on her face forced it to at least listen rather than try to get some peeks. Christ lad you'd think you had enough looks the previous night to last a while, no need for more right now OK? Listening to her it was like she was speaking right to his worries and setting them at ease. Xavia was kind of amazing to have that kind of effect on him. As his brain started to formulate and answer she just sat up and the stupid primitive part of his brain kind of took control and just stared. Damn she was gorgeous and with the light of day he could see the faint scars on her back, each telling a story. God who could do that to a person!? At least his were caused by an accident, even if they were harsher than hers they weren't a constant reminder of abuse.
And back to caveman brain as she got up to go to the bathroom. This time though he didn't even try to stop it and stared after her as she left the room. Probably had a pretty daft grin on his face if she turned around but which lad wouldn't in that situation?
Lying back and starting up at the ceiling he did have wonder, would it be so bad trying out the whole dating thing with her? There might be heart break and pain in the future but should he let that stop him from living? He lived with pain most of the time, taking some happiness might be a good idea every now and then. Speaking to himself softly, "Might not be the worst idea in my life, finally try letting go a little."
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 27, 2017 8:24:31 GMT -6
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Artair came awake slowly for once, his mind taking a few seconds to really kick in. Why was it so warm? He could of sworn he'd turned the heating off two days ago. Better yet why did it feel like someone was cuddling him? Looking across the answer was pretty obvious because someone was snuggled up to him, fast asleep with a peaceful expression. Oh yeah, Xavia. That date had ended well and by well, he meant very well. The evidence of their night was scattered about his room, apparently they'd been a bit excited when it came to removing those pesky clothes.
Well s--- lad, this complicates things. Sure things last night had been good. Really good in fact, but it didn't help him figure out his confused feelings any better, just made them a whole heap of different complicated, with the added bonus of, if they didn't move forward with this, it was going to be really awkward to go back to just friends. They had chemistry, that was pretty damn clear, but shouldn't he know by now how he cared about her?
At least they'd both slept well. Better than he had in a long time to be honest and that was saying something. His usual morning pain wasn't even as bad, but the doctor in him refused to think that was anything other than an outlier for now. As she started stirring, he turned his full attention back to her. Starting with a joking tone, "Morning sleepy, you were pretty out of it there. Long night or something?"
Posted by Artair Hawke on Jun 27, 2017 8:07:43 GMT -6
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Sighing, he knew he'd gone to far, this lass wasn't a cause of all the problems she was just a symptom. That and she probably had good reasons to become a police office. "Look, it's nothing personal, it's not your fault the states have some pretty serious problems."
Still didn't respect the cops though, anymore than anyone else at least. In some cases less, sure but this Archer girl hadn't been rough with him, only snapped at him when he'd frankly been and a---. Couldn't really get upset at her for that and she had a damn good point that too many officers got hurt. Americans needed to get their b----- guns in order before they could even try to claim and be the greatest country in the world.
"I hate to say it but I could have covered myself well enough to not get riddled with bullets, unless you've toting around an assault rifle in that coat of yours." Could he not shut the f--- up for two seconds!
Taking the card, he bit his tongue and just accepted it, she didn't need him piling more on right now. "Thanks, for not killing me as well. That's usually a bonus in my book."
Sliding his card into his wallet and taking on last look around, "Well, I'd love to say nice to see you but frankly I don't think anyone's coming out of this smelling like roses. I need a drink so it that's all?"
It'd been a nice night and he knew Snow was looking forward to a drink with him and he'd been talking up this place for a while now. Going for a simple pair of dark blue jeans and black t-shirt, it was too warm to bother with any more layers. If he hadn't already been on a date with Xavia and had another on the cards, he'd have been immediately suspicious at being invited out to a gay club. Snow was a nice guy, but the Scot really didn't want to have to make an a--- out of himself flirting in a club in front of friends. Yet.
No one could argue that Derek wasn't a good person, helping kids and befriending ornery Scots. There was a reason he got the name Snow, and it wasn't just the animals. "Nice work lad, glad you good help the poor kid find somewhere safe to sleep and get a meal." Artair hadn't heard much about sanctuary though, maybe he should ask some questions around Haven.
Fixing his friend with a very level stare, "You know I'm not answering that mate, no matter how many drinks you ply me with," shaking the lemon daiquiri for emphasis. "What happened on our date is between me and her. As for a second one, we've not planned when it is yet but yes, there will be one. What about you though Snow? Any special men in your life, except the boss man of course." Turning the tables was his forte and using Derek's obvious crush on Devon was par for the course.