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.
Central park was a beautiful place to be during the spring. People had begun to crawl out of their homes, where they had stayed for most of the winter. Many of the animals became more active as well, enjoying the warmer weather. The grass had started to look green again and some daffodils had even begun to sprout along the paths.
Couples walked along the paths, enjoying each other. Parents took advantage of the nicer air and sent their kids to play on the playground structures while they drank coffee on the benches.
Juliette Lawson was also enjoying the warmer weather. She had never taken to the cold and proudly saw herself as a hibernate-r. However, as soon as it was warm enough, she spent as much time as possible in the park. There were many trails that were perfect for cross-country running.
She had fallen into a steady rhythm that matched the beat of the song she was listening to. Her breath came in short bouts whenever she stepped on the pavement, turning white in the brisk morning breeze. She hummed along quietly to the tune of her song as she ran, thinking that nothing else in the world could top that feeling.
She stopped at a small kiosk and looked at the headline on some of the papers. META Bot Stops Dangerous Mutant, it read. The young woman sighed and shook her head, a sinking feeling filling her gut. She pushed it to the back of her mind and stepped up to purchase a water bottle, thinking that it was her turn in line. She didn't notice as she stepped in front of a young mutant with purple hair.
Gavin hasn't been too used to sweating under the sun and actually seeing sweat, at least not in a good while. Every time he would look down at his own skin, his eyes darted all about to see any sign of colors. The constant feeling on his skin crawling, of oozing out venom, can be unbearable. Still, aside from this, it actually was pretty nice outside.
Lugging his backpack as he wondered around the park, his hand slipped in to search it. Spending the day at Central Park wasn't something he was aiming for, especially under this weather, but being on his own got him too anxious. The young mutant was feeling more than a little lonely, but he didn't quite know how to solve that problem. As far as Gavin knew, he's still a wanted man with a weaponized body, and it wouldn't do him good to draw too much attention or let anyone know too much about him. The way things are now, he was just as much a stranger to himself as he was to the world.
For now, though, his existential thoughts would have to wait. Gavin had been thirsty for a half hour now.
"Gotcha." His hand pulled out a five-dollar bill, the last bit of money he had left. Gavin would rather not resort to theft, but pretty soon, he may not have much choices left. For now, he had more than enough for some water to satisfy him. He looked around and saw a small kiosk, smiling a little as he rushed up to the front. Before he could get any closer, however, a woman suddenly cut his path.
"Oh...sorry, miss," Gavin said quietly, not wanting to get confrontational. Choosing one's battles and all.
Juliette stood at the front of the line, tapping her fingers against her thigh to keep busy while she waited for the cashier to ring up her items. Glancing over the racks of miscellaneous food and drinks, she added a granola bar to the counter. She had removed one earbud to be able to talk to the cashier, and she suddenly heard something over the noise from her music. She turned and looked around, spotting a purple-haired teen.
"I'm sorry?" She asked him quietly as she racked her brain as to what he might have said. "Oh," she said, suddenly realized that she had seen him in front of the line before but her eyes hadn't registered it. Her face flushed in embarrassment as she took her items off of the counter. "Here, you go first."
She stepped back for him to step in front, but changed her mind after a moment. She felt the little wallet she was holding and decided that she would be able to swing it. "Actually, why don't I just get that for you? It's only fair."
