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.
The two teens, who may/ may not have been mutants pretty much did the worst thing one could do when facing an uncertain group of drunkards, they ran. Often times when facing a collection of inebriants, one still has a chance if you stand your ground. Hades spared them a second's thought, chided himself for getting soft then turned to face the remaining miscreants. Evidently this group of drunks liked some excitement as most of them turned to chase after the two youths. For their sakes he hoped that they were indeed mutants with a "useful" mutation, that or were good at running or both, otherwise it might be a rough night for them.
Everyone has days like this, days where you are just so fed up and aggravated, days where your mind decides to do something a little crazy. Hades was usually efficient, to the point, a killing machine, not a movement wasted, not one for flair but today, well today he was feeling a little crazy. Drawing up his British accent, he proceeded to deal with the remaining thugs. "As a good man once told me" *Punch* "Manners" *twin punch to two windpipes* "Maketh" *Slam the heads of the aforementioned thugs together* "A man" *Spin kicks the last thug. Still in character he shrugged his shoulders and spoke to the unconscious men. "My apologies for that, I have had an emotionally trying day". He dropped out of his character impersonation, rolled his shoulders and headed out into the night to retrieve his car.
The Mercedes purred smoothly as he backed out of the parking space, after a few turns he was just about to exit the narrow roaded neighborhood when he spotted the two youths fleeing the mob of drunkards which looked liked they had grown in size. Common sense told Hades not to get involved. He had places to be tomorrow, missions to do. His foot hovered over the accelerator, then. With a growl he whipped the car around. Was he going soft in his old age? Perhaps he had been in the killing business too long. He drove the car between the youths and the mob, spinning the back end so as to knock the mob away. Winding down the back window he turned his head and shouted "Get in!"
Turning his head was a mistake, for a rock smashed through the driver side window, shattering it. Hades barely had time to turn his head before a beefy arm thrust through the window and slammed hims twice against the door, before yanking him bodily out of the car, through the window, smashing the remains of the window out, drawing blood to deposit the stunned Hades outside the car, suspended in mid air with his throat being crushed by a particularly monstrous specimen.
Hades speaks in #ec4511 Thanks Ghost for the second Sig
Maybe after a few years of living with people, Adder would notice sooner when the people he was hanging with were no longer following as closely as they had once been. Or, rather, make the transition from 'notice' through 'processing' all the way to 'care enough to react.'
Adder did hesitate before clearing the alley, and looked back. Nah, she was fine. Tough paper cat, a new one, had her back. Totally fine, no reason to worry about her well-being, which meant it was time to go back to worrying about his well-being.
The drunks were following. Adder narrowed his eyes, tail stiff and upright, and growled at him. He was really quite good at threatening growls; they'd cleared his path to freedom more than once. City people rarely knew how to handle feral dogs, much less wolves.
And then he turned to snarl at the new violent guy, because like hell he was getting in a vehicle with him. He shouldered Claire, encouraging her to keep moving and leave the guy to whatever was coming.