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 Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
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.
9:30pm... The halls were quiet. Not a peep from the surrounding bedrooms, as more kids were tuckered out from their daily activities- or out on the town. One particular door stood out, and was to blame for some of the silence in the hall.
A lone sock hung from the doorknob. A clear 'Do not Disturb!' signal for any who understood college practices. Past the door, inside the room, a figure was huddled under a mass of blankets that didn't belong on one of the two beds. A bag full of clothes and assorted books had been thrown at the foot of the bed, and music was blaring softly from a set of ear buds tucked securely into the quiet figures ears. She was sitting up in the bed, with her back against the wall and her knees up to her chest- buried in her blankets. (which may, or may not have been 'borrowed' from someone's room...)
Normally Megan would have waited until daylight to go barging in on someone, (Hahahahayeahright), but the door had been unlocked and no one had been home. So, like Goldilocks she had invited herself in, changed into Pj shorts and a tank top, washed her face clean of makeup, and crawled into the unclaimed (or so she assumed) bed to wait for the room's owner to return home. She had considered briefly setting up some sort of fun trap... but lacked the energy. Another string of... creepy... text messages had floated her way- and she wasn't in much of a playful mood.
Oh well, she would probably feel better once there was someone to pick on.... and once she wasn't alone. A yawn split the little unsettled frown that had fallen on her lips, and she felt her eyes fighting to close. A silent command was sent out amongst her eight legged troops, who followed orders swiftly and made a break for the corners of the room to hide. A few more minutes pass and with a soft sigh she slumped over into her wad of blankets and fell fast asleep..
Gawain walked into his room through the mirror, dropping his backpack; he just got back from town, from his usual walk-around and patrolling. He was very tired; he hit the light switch, took off his shirt, and started straight towards the bathroom to take a much needed shower. He noticed the spiders first. Spdiersssss, plural.
"Oh hell no." he muttered, looking around; that's when he noticed the sleeping figure on the other bed.
"Oh HELL no." he repeated, walking closer and leaning over to see the face. Oh hell, yes. Charlott was sleeping on the spare bed. Gawain blinked, and shook his head. She apparently brough a backpack and books too. Was she moving in? There was no way she was moving in. Not into this room anyway. Just... no.
Picking one of the earplugs out of Charlotte's ear, he leaned closer.
"Wakey wakey, sleepin' beauty. What the heck are ya doin' in my room, huh?"
A half dream had set in quicker than normal, what with everything she had on her mind. It started off pleasant enough shoes... junk food she didn't allow herself to eat, and frolicking in a park for some reason...
But then it took a darker turn...
Faces that she had buried a long time ago, and were best left that way... She could hear her phone beeping- another text it seemed, and she struggled to wake herself back up. Something moved against her head, in her ear of all places- and then a voice...
>>"Wakey wakey, sleepin' beauty. What the heck are ya doin' in my room, huh?"
Her eyes snapped open in an instant, and she snapped them in the voices direction- as a closed hand was swung defensively towards whoever it was. A weak attack... but give her a break, she had just woken up! Her heart felt like it had stopped for a moment while she wiggled back up into a sitting position and forced her eyes to adjust.
It was the mirror hopper... and he was shirtless. "Oh... it's just you." Her tone was almost... disappointed, and her expression shifted to match. "Aw, jeez.. put some clothes on will you?"
At least it was him... Sucking in a little nervous breath, she took a sweeping glance of the room- expecting to see flowers hiding somewhere. She was happy to notice that none were present... Her heart stopped jack hammering in her chest. "Don't you ever knock?!" Megan jerked the headphones out of her ears, and tucked herself back into a sitting position with her back against the wall.
"...eh... I'm spending the night..." A good enough answer, for her at least. Digging in the blankets, she snatched up her phone and checked to see what the latest message was...
>>"Oh... it's just you. Aw, jeez.. put some clothes on will you?"
Gawain dodged the punch easily; lately he had been used to being careful around girls (especially with girls who had bugs under their skin). He stared at Charlotte, shaking his head in disbelief. When did it cease being his room?...
>>"Don't you ever knock?!... eh... I'm spending the night..."
"Excuse me!" Gawain snapped, folding his arms over his chest "First of all, this is my room, why the hell should I knock? And for your information, no, I usually don't." he smirked; he was not really angry, he kind of liked the sassy spider girl, but that didn't stop him from making fun of her "What's up, Charlotte, got thrown outta the apartment?"
>>"First of all, this is my room, why the hell should I knock? And for your information, no, I usually don't."
She couldn't help but roll her eyes. He did have a point... but that hadn't exactly stopped her in the past, so why let it now? "Oh, I don't know... I figured the sock on your door would have led you to be at least a little cautious." Not to mention curious, seeing as it looked like her stolen bed hadn't been used in a while...
>>"What's up, Charlotte, got thrown outta the apartment?"
She glanced up from her phone, blue eyes rather tired, and pursed her lips at him. "It's Megan.... and no, not exactly." Rather than dive into the whole story, she felt her message window open and tossed her phone at the boy. The odd, sometimes cryptic texts were enough to explain what he needed to know, so he could shut up and she could go back to sleep.
"By the way, I'd suggest removing the sock from your door ASAP, unless you want more people to jump to conclusions." A little grin curved her lips, and she twiddled her thumbs innocently.
>>"Oh, I don't know... I figured the sock on your door would have led you to be at least a little cautious."
"Yeah, except, I didn't come in through the door" Gawain smirked, nodding towards the mirror "Duh." Did she really expect him to return to his own room like normal people do?... Funny thought.
>> "It's Megan.... and no, not exactly."
"Wait, your name is Megan?..." he blinked, catching the phone that was tossed at him, but ignoring it for the moment. But then why did she say Char... oh. Spiders. Riiight.
"Nice to meet you Megan, my name's still Gawain" he smirked.
>>"By the way, I'd suggest removing the sock from your door ASAP, unless you want more people to jump to conclusions."
"Wh... oh." the young knight blinked, and marched to the door to remove the sock and toss it into the laundry basket "Don't ever do that again. I've got a girlfriend ya know." he huffed, sitting down, and finally taking the look at the phone in his hand.
"So what the heck is this anyw... oh." for the second time, he blinked, and then his brows furrowed as he kept scrolling down. One message after another, and they did not look good at all.
"What have you gotten into, huh?" he muttered, reading.
She nodded, flopping over on the bed so she could stare solemnly up at the ceiling. "Girlfriend, eh? Lucky dog, how old is she?" Gawain himself had to be like...thirteen at least. So she was going to assume ten, until proved other wise. "Bit of friendly advice, kiddo. Run while you've still got the chance."
>>"So what the heck is this anyw... oh."
Oh was right... "There's one in there about toilet paper.. S'pretty funny actually." He always had been funny... deep down buried under the F-ing pshyco bits. Her voice dropped in pitch, and she attempted an impersonation of him."'Didn't know you liked triple ply'...pfft... who even says that...?"
>>"What have you gotten into, huh?"
She scoffed, and rolled over a little so she could spear him with a snobby look. Not that he was looking back. "Like I said... run while you have the chance." Girlfriends.. boyfriends. Young love in general. Such a bad, bad idea. She hoped for his sake, his girlie wasn't the over bearing jealous type.
'...or a complete whack job for that matter...'
"Anyway... you know why I'm here now, so... yeah...G'night." Sticking her tongue out at him quickly, she pulled her pilfered blankets up and over her head. Sleep... probably wouldn't come very quickly after her startling wake up call, but she could have sure try. Another beeping noise resounded from her phone, alerting her that her message inbox was full, and she groaned loudly. "Arrg! Just throw that damn thing out the window or something...." She needed to get a new one anyway, preferably with a blocked number.
>>"Girlfriend, eh? Lucky dog, how old is she? Bit of friendly advice, kiddo. Run while you've still got the chance."
"Nineteen. A year older than me" Gawain wrinkled his nose; the question sounded more than a bit sarcastic. Running? Hell no.
>>"There's one in there about toilet paper.. S'pretty funny actually. 'Didn't know you liked triple ply'...pfft... who even says that...? Like I said... run while you have the chance."
"Creeper" Gawain muttered, browsing through the messages. Classic stalker. He might not be a werewolf, but he still sounded like a totak whacko. Gawain shuddered. Couldn't all these psychos just peacefully kill each other or something?
>>"Anyway... you know why I'm here now, so... yeah...G'night... Arrg! Just throw that damn thing out the window or something...."
"Yeah, ya should get a new phone" Gawain agreed, turning the phone off "So, Megan, have you told anyone about this? Dunno, police, anyone? Because it looks very disturbing, and that's me saying it."
Standing up, he put his shirt back on and sat down on the edge of her bed.
Pulling back the covers, she gave him a blank stare and raised an eyebrow. "...really?... the police?... yeah, I'll just call up the coppers and tell them I have boy problems, oh, and while I'm at it maybe I should tell them that I live witha giant murderous cockroach, that I tried to steal from a museum once, and that I once mugged a girl scout and paraded around in her uniform for a day!" She huffed, and ducked back down under the covers.
...Now that she thought about it, all of those things that she had done had been rather silly, and hadn't really turned out in her favor- save Roach, at least he kept her entertained. Still, maybe she'd have to work on her impulses. "...Trust me, kid, I've tried going to the law before, it didn't pan out like you'd think." Well, technically she'd gone to the law before... like, years and years ago... and it had been in her home town- which kind of had a bias against her...
but that still counted, right?.... right?
With another huff, she resurfaced from her blanket ocean and stared calmly at the ceiling, probably the most calm she had ever been. "Love is a completely useless emotion, you know. It serves no point 'cept to boost your ego, and eventually crush you." With a forlorn moan, she thrust an arm up over her and draped it dramatically over her forehead. "Run while you can Gawain! Run while you are ring and child free! Save your Sooooul~!"
>>"...really?... the police?... yeah, I'll just call up the coppers and tell them I have boy problems, oh, and while I'm at it maybe I should tell them that I live witha giant murderous cockroach, that I tried to steal from a museum once, and that I once mugged a girl scout and paraded around in her uniform for a day!"
"Yeah right ya're the only one who's ever been in trouble with the police." Gawain muttered, tossing the cellphone across the room lazily. He knew that was really not the main reason why Megan did not go to the police. She... she actually sounded scared. He never imagined anything could scare the spider girl.
>>"Love is a completely useless emotion, you know. It serves no point 'cept to boost your ego, and eventually crush you. Run while you can Gawain! Run while you are ring and child free! Save your Sooooul~!""
Gawain blinked at her and shook his head. "What's love gotta do with all this? Ya didn't go out with this creeper, did you? Is he an ex of yours?..."
Evil exes. Awful, awful people.
Also, ring and child? Ugh. He'd never really thought that far. He smirked again.
"I doubt I'd have to worry about the baby thing anytime soon. I guess I'm safe for the moment."
"What's love gotta do with all this? Ya didn't go out with this creeper, did you? Is he an ex of yours?..."
"More like a waking nightmare..." She muttered, and sighed. "You know that phase most teenage girls go through? Fawning over the dark, brooding guy who glares at everything and sports constant five o' clock shadow? ....Well, he was my teenage mistake. My dreamy, mysterious obsession."
"I doubt I'd have to worry about the baby thing anytime soon. I guess I'm safe for the moment."
'Careful, moments are fleeting." The bitterness in her voice was obvious at first, but it drifted off as she stared pointedly, and furiously at a spot on the wall across the room. "..I thought he was everything... Hell, I could probably even go so far as to say I worshiped him..." ...not loved, no... not ever loved. "We met in high school, two kids who thought they were better than everyone else. He decided to drop out, get a job and start acting like an adult... so, naturally I followed suit."
Blue eyes blinked, refocusing for a moment as she wrinkled her nose in annoyance. "I was with him for two years. We lived together- my mom was pissed about that.... but, well obviously it didn't last." She laughed, soft and humorless, and raised her eyes to the gender shifter. "Look at me, confessing my deepest, darkest secrets to a kid. Boy, have I really fallen."
With a huff, she sank down further into her blankets and closed her eyes- as if it would solve all of her problems. (which she kind of hoped it would...)
>>"More like a waking nightmare... You know that phase most teenage girls go through? Fawning over the dark, brooding guy who glares at everything and sports constant five o' clock shadow? ....Well, he was my teenage mistake. My dreamy, mysterious obsession."
Yup, she had dated the creep. Gawain sighed and sat down on the edge of her bed.
>> "..I thought he was everything... Hell, I could probably even go so far as to say I worshiped him... We met in high school, two kids who thought they were better than everyone else. He decided to drop out, get a job and start acting like an adult... so, naturally I followed suit."
Naturally. Gawain did his best not to roll his eyes.
>>"I was with him for two years. We lived together- my mom was pissed about that.... but, well obviously it didn't last. Look at me, confessing my deepest, darkest secrets to a kid. Boy, have I really fallen."
"Yup" Gawain agreed, glancing at her just as she closed her eyes "Ooooh nope, ya don' get to not deal with all that. C'mon, Ch... Megan. Up." He tapped the girl on the shoulder.
"Soo, I've got questions for ya" he went on; since Megan did not stir, he unceremoniously dropped down next to her with arms folded behind his head "Does the creep know ya're a mutant?.... Is he a mutant?"
"Ooooh nope, ya don' get to not deal with all that. C'mon, Ch... Megan. Up."
Megan groaned loudly, on purpose, and tried to wiggled farther away from him. What was this kid, a shrink? Why is it that all of the people she pestered had the same damn annoying habit of caring. She was under the distinct impression that if more people in the world were like her, it would be a far more tolerable place.
"Soo, I've got questions for ya""Does the creep know ya're a mutant?.... Is he a mutant?"
Of course he did. She groaned again, but this time it was far less dramatic. "..Yeah, he knows. It was one of the things that brought us together." She blinked up at the ceiling, feeling out of place and more of less naked because of the subject. "...Other than my family... he was the only person from that life who knew what I was." She struggled for a moment to find proper words to explain everything, and blinked again. "Everybody knew what he was, he wasn't ashamed of it. People feared him because he was proud of his power... He didn't take crap from anybody, and never backed down from a fight."
...Ah, that was part of why she had loved him. She felt the annoying sensation of buried tears behind her eyes and set her lips in a hard line as she fought them back. "...He can vibrate, really intensely." She shot Gawain a sideways glance and covered up her uneasiness with a smirk. "..Leave it to me to find the one guy on earth who vibrates, right?" Ah... balls. The joke didn't help make her feel any better.
"...it was really amazing, watching his use his power. Ripping down walls, or turning rocks to dust. Didn't affect people though. Only problem was that he's a complete and utter mental case. Lucky me."
>> "..Yeah, he knows. It was one of the things that brought us together... Other than my family... he was the only person from that life who knew what I was."
Oh great. That was never a good sign. Also, Meganlotte apparently had a family. Gawain made a mental note to ignore that for the time being, and ask about it sometime later. She was probably another runaway...
>>"...He can vibrate, really intensely."
Nope, he couldn't help it. Gawain snorted, trying to bite back laughter. And failing. It was not really a polite thing to do in the middle of Megan's grave confessions, but... oh come on. That one sentence? You would have laughed too.
>>"..Leave it to me to find the one guy on earth who vibrates, right? ...it was really amazing, watching his use his power. Ripping down walls, or turning rocks to dust. Didn't affect people though. Only problem was that he's a complete and utter mental case. Lucky me."
"Yeah, minor problem" Gawain agreed, wading out otf the gutter of his mind. So, the guy was not only mental, he was also mutant or dangerous. Annnd his power was not intelligence-related, so they were back to square one about the stalking issue.
"So... you dump him an' he stalks you? Has he told you what he wants?"
With a sigh, she propped her arms behind her and sat up a little. If only so she wasn't staring at the ceiling anymore.
"So... you dump him an' he stalks you? Has he told you what he wants?"
She snorted. If only... "...yeah, well... lets just say that it's a bit more complicated than that... and that there is more than just a strong possibility that he wants me, how that doesn't sound too egotistical..." No, not to complicated at all... just a life time of planning and promises complicated... that's all. Megan sat up fully, locking her fingers in the blankets around her. She wanted to drop it, she wanted him to drop it too. Hell, she felt more like throwing herself out a window than explaining anymore... but for once she had dragged someone else into her mess, and for some strange reason she felt like she owned him an explanation.
Sighing again, her shoulders slumped as she gave up and she dropped her defiant attitude completely. It wouldn't help her here. "Trent is...a complicated man. He's nice, caring... all of that BS, but he's got a weird view of the world and life." of something like that... "He thinks that everything is set, that when you get something its meant to always here there. From what I can understand its like he thinks that there is only one path in life, or something... and that if you change it- or someone else does- it screws the whole thing up."
Megan scowled bitterly, and toyed with her finger nails. "....we were engaged. Gave me a ring and everything..." That damned burning sensation was back again. her frown deepened. "I-... I can remember being so happy when she asked me. Like I was floating... but the more i started to thing about it, the more I began to realize that I wasn't ready. Not for marriage, not even for a long term relationship..." She blinked and ceased her fidgeting for a moment, staring off into nothing as she thought back. "I confessed to him that i was having doubts... He was angry at first, but he calmed down. Spent the better part of two hours talking my ear off, explaining what he believed."
She laughed, and shook her head. "I thought he was nuts. Off his damn rocker. I made up my mind that I was going to leave, but I told him that he had laid my fears to rest. Two days was all I had to make a plan before the wedding. I couldn't call my parents, didn't want them involved. So I scrounged up as much money as I could find and on the big day I was half way across the states, still in my wedding dress." Not the best plan... but it had worked- for a while... "I heard through the grape vine that his entire family was there. Brother's, sister's, Aunts and uncles." As if in after thought, she muttered, "..I still have the ring..."
