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.
(OOC: This is the solo that explains how Cailyn got her powers in the FP, there is a possibility that this will happen one time in the real plot. rest will follow when i finished it =) )
Cailyn felt like this was her time to shine. To finally see her father again and show him how his little girl grew up. She would prove him wrong for putting her away and show him how she managed to learn allot of things on her own or with the help of her new friends. She always knew where her father was somehow as if she was told by him where he would be.
She took a bus to the nearby town and ventured through the deserted town. Her father seemingly set his base of operation here. The streets where deserted and most of the houses had their curtains up. It made her feel scared because she knew the impact her father could have on everything and everyone. He was a man hell-bent on gaining power and keeping his arrogance on a high level.
Cailyn wandered through the town with her long coat wrapped around her. It was a cold day and the sun started setting. She came up to a big mansion like building with the gate hanging of its hinges. This looked like the place for him to be hiding but there where no guards posted anywhere. She carefully entered the mansions grounds and looked around. The flowers and trees where long dead and it looked like nobody ever came though. She now knew that her father would be here. He would always pick out places you would least expect him to be. She walked up to the fountain that stood in the middle of the path towards the front door. She looked down into the water and saw her own reflection. It had been a while since she had a haircut and she now had long, blond hair. The dirt on the fountain floated around in the water and blurred the vision a bit. She turned her head and confidently walked to the doors and entered the building.
The building was in the same shape as the garden. The walls where dirty and dusty pictures where hanged on them. The hallway had a giant flight of stairs in the middle and 4 doors leading to different rooms, 2 at each side. She put her hair behind her ear with her hand and looked around. The floor was squeaky and with every step your heard it crack. She felt a presence here as if it was just told to her. She placed her index finger on the wall to just see if it was real. When she touched it the wall rippled like she would touch water. The mansion interior weren’t real and Cailyn found that out. She and her father had almost the same powers and they seemed to be connected somehow. The scenery suddenly changed like it was splashed with water. The texture of the walls dripped of the walls showing what they really where.
The mansion now showed it’s true self and it was actually a mansion redesigned to be a office building. There where some desks in the rooms that where next to the hallway. Knowing her father he would always have the room with the best view so she started walking up the flight of stairs. As she touched the staircase her whispers went berserk telling her not to go up and that it was dangerous. She ignored them for the very first time in her life because she wanted this to be resolved.
As she came to the very end of the stairs a pair of big, oriental crafted doors blocked her path. She laid her hand on it and closed her eyes. She felt his presence and he felt hers. He knew she was coming. The doors softly opened with a creek but not by Cailyn’s hands but by some other force. Soft classic music was filling the very tightly kept office of her father. It was enormous with his desk at the very end. Everything was made out of perfectly refined wood. The floor was made of marble though. Suits of armor decorated the walls of his office and so did the weapons of that time. She stepped into the office and the doors closed behind her. Her father was standing at the big window at the very end of the office, looking outside.
“You came.” He said with a echoing voice towards Cailyn without even turning around. His voice was full of arrogance and sarcasm. He held his hands behind his back waiting for Cailyn to reply. Cailyn was a bit scared of what she got herself into but she knew she had to step up for this to be settled. She wanted her father to stop hunting her and stop trying to make her do things she didn’t want and to just leave her alone. “Asking questions you know the answer too is silly.” She replied in her own childlike manner.
Her father turned around. He was wearing a black suit with a black turtleneck. His short blond hair was combed backwards and he was wearing a pair of black sunglasses. He had a uninterested and serious look on his face as always. He kept his hands on his back and started speaking. “I guess I can’t persuade you to return to the hospital and let me work with you again, you really disappointed me this time.” He said with his monotone arrogant voice.
Cailyn was scared of him and he knew that. He always talked very calm to her like he had nothing to fear of her but this time Cailyn wouldn’t budge. This time it ended. “What is it that you want.” Her father asked the same way as before. Cailyn bit her lip and softly said: “I want to be left alone.” Her father pulled up a grin and walked closer to Cailyn. His dress shoes echoed on the ground with every step. “You have to speak up if you want to be heard.” He said with sarcasm in his voice. He was clearly making fun of Cailyn. She repeated herself a little bit louder but it still was very soft. Again her father replied only this time with: “What?” He was still walking towards her.
As he stood but a inch away from Cailyn, he towered menacingly over her as he was bigger then her. Cailyn got really scared. She put her chin against her chest as she turned her eyes away from her father. She didn’t want to look at him. “I am so disappointed in you.” Her father said. “I thought you grew a backbone by now.” He continued. He turned around and started walking around the room while looking a bit at the surroundings. “You looking me up, I thought you would finally learned something valuable, but I guess it was stupid of me to think that way.” He said as he pulled of the gloves he was wearing and put them on his desk. “I guess I shouldn’t give you so much credit, but I expected more of you my girl.” He continued. This was clearly a strategy to throw Cailyn of balance or to simply make her mad.
It worked on Cailyn and she looked at him angry and lashed out at her father. She walked forward and said clearly and loud: “Leave me alone.” Her father was clearly surprised by it. He thought he could undermine her and get her back into the asylum by scaring her. Her father grinned at her and said: “So you want to play with the big boys now, fair enough.” And he cracked his fingers as a piano player. And suddenly he stood right in front of Cailyn as if he moved with lightning speed but it wasn’t. It was actually her father stunning her mind for a second and move in front. Cailyn gasped for a second but did not move as he was looking straight into your eyes. He pushed her with one hand and used his psychokinesis on her to push her all the way back against the wall and hold her their.
“You are not ready you ignorant child.” He said as he raised his voice against her for the first time. Cailyn was helplessly held against the wall by his powers and he stepped towards his desk again. He opened the drawer and got out a letter opener. He twiddled with it as he moved back to Cailyn. As he stood right in front of her again he made her spread her arms and put her in the position that jezus was crucified in. He used the knife to cut a small cut on Cailyn’s lower left arm to ad another scar and then jabbed the knife through her hand into the wall. Cailyn screamed of pain because of her father’s act of torment. All her father did was hold his same serious face and look at her scream. He took few steps backwards and as he did that his footsteps no longer echoes through the room. He actually floated less then a inch above the ground and he said as he stopped and turned around: “This is how grown-ups play.”
He took off his sunglasses to show his yellow, catlike eyes. His arms raised into the air as his tie started floating because of his powers. He used his powers to grab the swords of the armors around the room and keep them floating behind him as a grim message of fear. “You cannot even image what powers I have and still you wished to face me.” He said in a arrogant voice. “Admirable.” He added with a chuckle as he pulled the knife out of Cailyn’s hand with his mind. Cailyn screamed again and she tried to grab her hand but she still couldn’t move. The knife hovered in front of Cailyn’s head and it moved slowly up and down as the blood dripped of the blade. Her father tilted his head and his neck softly cracked. He grinned and the knife went down to her left leg and it started cutting up her pants, leaving some cut marks but not to much. He repeated that the same at her right leg as he tilted his head to other way. Cailyn was scared out of her mind and the whispers went berserk until she suddenly heard nothing. It stopped, everything that influence her mind stopped and she fell down on the floor. “Am I dead, is it over, Am I alone.” She asked herself softly. He father moved his head forward a bit and swallowed. He didn’t have a clue what was going on and why he lost control of her body.
Cailyn’s mind went blank and all she thought of was about what just happened. She was in some kind of place in her own mind right now. She felt different and strange like something she had been carrying for a while just popped open and changed her. She felt scared and angry at the same time, Free and imprisoned, powerful yet weak but nevertheless: Alive. All these emotions she experienced, she experienced on her own. Her friendships and enemies that she made at the 2 years she was free. All the adventures she took on her own. She proved that she didn’t need anybody but wanted people to be close. It proved that she was strong.
Suddenly she snapped out of it and could see the floor she laying on that was covered in her blood. She picked herself of the floor and tried to stand up but her legs wouldn’t let her. She looked up at her confused father as her breathing slowed down again. “What is this!?” He screamed. “How can you defy me?!” Cailyn smirked as she felt more powerful then even and her soft tune filled the room as she started floating just like her father. This was just the beginning of the fight but certainly it would only become more intense.
Surges of her power where felt through the room as the pressure increased under the effect of both their powers trying to break each other. Her soft hymn could be heard around the room as a soft dooming tune that was creeping up to her father. She started to float a inch above the ground as she clenched her hands into fists. She had enough this was it, the end of their struggle and better yet, the end of hers.
The battle now didn’t take place in the physical world anymore. It moved into the much more intense and dangerous world of their minds. Their minds linked up into a battle of the unknown forces. Both trying to force each other to submit to their own powers and destroy them from within. Hymn’s voices took over for her, making her stronger then ever and with double voices she started to speak to her father during their battle of the minds. “I will not be pushed around.” She growled. “I will be free of you , of your lies, of you devious ways and free from everyone else.” She continued. “I will be free once again!”
Her father tried to retaliate under her power. He was still as strong as she was even though the virus strengthened her. The where fighting as equals now. “You are mine.” He replied. “You were always mine, and you will stay that way till I die.” He continued. Cailyn’s voices controlled her body for a bit and made her smirk. In totally different voice she said: “So be it, old fool.”
Now all restrains where lose. She got the confirmation that her father was willing to fight till the end and that made it so much more easier for her. Her hymn went from soft to dooming and loud. Her father’s pupils widened by the effect of her powers. He would know what it was really like to be scared, to be scared to death maybe. She started subduing him into the mental world where he did not have power. Where he was just another man. Her father tried to tried to hold on to his own thoughts and started to shout at Cailyn. “You do not have that power, it isn’t real.” He shouted but his mind started to slip. He began give in to Cailyn and he slowly lowered towards the ground.
Cailyn smiled at the sight of her father falling to her power. The voices went beserk in her mind all saying the same things. “Maim him, hurt him, break him, take revenge, KILL HIM!.” The voices said. Cailyn moved closer with a evil laugh on her face and reached for his throat. The voices continued the screams and added a few more variations to it while Cailyn stopped halfway with reaching. It snapped to her mind that she was not a killer. Her voices reacted and softly spoke to her again as if they where whispering in her ears. “Give in to it, you want it, he deserves it.” They said. “Give in to us, you want it.” They continued. She came to realize that the voices where actually saying the things that her father wanted her to do all this time. It where the voices that came from her father’s powers and they where connected somehow.
Cailyn did not give in and snapped out of it. She landed on the ground and said: ”No, not like this” And she placed her left hand on the forehead of her father and the other hand on his heart. On that moment the full force of her powers where released and so where to powers of her father. Their powers merged under their force and this was the time they finally shared a moment. This was the moment that Cailyn forced her powers upon her father and make him see what he had done. Make him see his mistakes and make him regret them. Their powers flowed through each other and Cailyn found a way to make his worse nightmare reality for him. She used her abilities to absorb his and shut his power of. With a deep breath and screams from her victim it ended. Her fathers mind was empty for a moment as he fell to the ground.
This was the end of the road. Cailyn turned around and her father regained his consciousness. As she reached for the door he spoke. “What have you done to me.” He muttered. Cailyn turned around and softly spoke to him. “I took your powers, you will never hurt anyone with them again.” She said. Her father was in shock as he found out what happened. Cailyn opened the doors and left, never hearing the voices of her father’s will again.
