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.
Serena listened to the murmuring of the kids for a few moments, thinking on how the best way to intervene was. They seemed to be arguing about who was in charge... That didn't make much sense, they were both kids. Obviously the teachers and adults were in charge. She thought to herself, trying to rationalise the confusion for a moment before smiling at herself and shaking her head. She was thinking like a learned adult, not a kid. They were playing pretend.
Serena wriggled her slender body between the crates gently, she had to half lie down to get there comfortably enough to be within view of the arguing little kids, she only caught half of what they were saying to each other. Kids didn't speak terribly coherently at the best of times, when it was two of the same age arguing it was more confusing to her. But they were just that, kids.
She cleared her throat for attention and they both turned to see her. Serena didn't think she'd ever specifically helped in any way with these kids before, but she did recognise both of them to some degree. And she was sure that Maya was worried about both heavily. The kids gave her a big grin, mirroring each other, and in various ways chirped at her. "Our fort! You can't come in!"
Ah. That's why they were bickering. Serena let an amused grin creep it's way onto her face. She took a moment to study both of them. Standing next to each other, she couldn't help but do a double take. They mirrored each other quite heavily, they even looked like they shared some physical traits... Maya had only mentioned one kid though, and only one of them had the ear- Roger was wearing a hat.
Maya ran through her mental options. Okay. First, no one was visible now. Not even Serena. There could be a kidnapper on campus. Or maybe the T-rex that was rumored to live on the grounds was less of a rumor. And more hungry.
No. Maya stopped once she'd jumped down the two steps that indicated the end of the back porch. She took a couple deep breaths and spread her hands out from her body almost as if she were walking an invisible tightrope. She was just going to have to be calm and look around. That was all.
With a quick inhale Maya ghosted so that her senses would fully swap over to be spatially based. Then she sent out wind in every direction from her location. Like fingers they fanned out and explored the back yard area. Loose leaves, trees, flowers, plants, the little bit of water, the small storage buildings near the basketball court, and... wait. What was that?
A swirl of wind circled around Serena to confirm who and what she was. Maya showed up soon after and breathed a hearty, "Thank goodness."
And the crates did make for a pretty sweet fortress. "Excuse me." The incorporeal Maya made a knocking motion against the crates and had to use a little wind in order to cheat out a knocking sound since her hand only dissipated when it came into contact with the solid object. "May we please come in? I was pretty worried about you guys."
If they looked alike it was lost on Maya. Her spatial vision wasn't the greatest for detail. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Serena. How'd you find the place?"
Serena blinked a few times, looking between the two boys, not speaking, simply observing. Obviously they had very different body language and mannerisms, and they didn't act like brothers. But... There was just something about both of them side by side that made her do a double take. She tried to shake it off, there were more important things than questioning that, Maya was probably going out of her mind with worry.
She inhaled, thinking of a response when Maya exclaimed to her. Serena bumped her elbow against one of the crates, an unpleasantness shock travelling up her arm. She tried to ignore it and fixed Maya with a sympathetic smile as she tried to get the two boys to let them in, or to come out themselves, she wasn't terribly well versed with this kind of situation. Not completely sure how to handle it.
Serena shrugged, the question about the two boys in the back of her mind, if she'd wait to see what Maya said, but she was more concerned about the two of them getting back to the class alright at the moment. "I looked around places that I thought I'd hide if I was a kid playing, actually found it by accident, they were arg-Uhm, debating who should be the boss of their fort." She responded with a smile.
They'd been arguing? Maya smirked at the boys' varied answers. She recognized Rowan as the yes. He knew better than to try and keep Ghost out.
"Kids will be kids, I guess." She felt breathless, which was a tiny bit funny considering her state of matter. It was just that she'd been imagining the most horrible scenarios just moments before. And as bad as it was to lose her loved one, to lose someone else's was another level of horrible entirely. Maya breathed a big sigh again and put her incorporeal arms around Serena for a chilled and entirely insubstantial hug. She'd have the repeat the process once solid at least 5 millions times before they were even again.
"So, uh, can we come in?"
"Noooo!" "Noooo!"
Well. For arguers, they seemed pretty well united now.
Maya tried a different tack. "Rowan, why don't you introduce me to your new friend? And then I can do the same." She grinned back at Serena feeling pretty darn clever for that one. "Don't you want to know who my new friend is?"
"No!"
"Uh. W-why not?" She glanced at Serena. Nothing wrong with her that Ghost could see.
"Roger says you're scary. You have to be my mommy before you can come in."
Oh. "Sorry. I'll come back when I'm solid then." Maya moved away from the crates to give herself a little space and then she started the process of making herself solid again.
"So, his name's Roger?" A little bit of an old fashioned name, but Maya also heard fashion from the 1990's was making a comeback. Considering how terrible the grunge era had been, that had to be proof that anything old could cycle back again. There was no accounting for taste.
"My Rupert calls me Roger." The other boy confirmed.
O-Kay then. "What's a Rupert?"
"He's a manly man that don't take no for an answer!" His boastful tone was immediately endearing. Maybe it was because he seemed so close in age to her little Rowan. "My mom says he's not perfect, but he lets me wear his hat and when she's not listening, sometimes we say bad words."
Another glance at Serena and a stifled chuckle. Oh. A father figure.
Serena smiled at Maya, a little perplexed by the other woman's mutation, she could understand the code name 'Ghost' now. It certainly made sense. She'd hug Ghost properly once the woman was a little more... substantial. Serena's lips quirked into a wide grin that she was having trouble suppressing at the way that the kids were behaving, they were frankly pretty adorable.
She let Maya do the talking for most of it, listening to them and simply smiling at the kids, watching them and their body language. If she'd gone for psychology she definitely would be trying to do Child psychology. "That's lovely, he sounds like he's a good Rupert." She responded in as much of an agreeable tone as she could. "I think you have a lovely name, Roger, I'm Serena."
"Se-we-na." "Pretty!"
She giggled at the boys and smiled at them. "You boys have a very nice fort. I haven't been in one since I was as little as you two." She complimented them in a soothing tone.
One of the two, the one wearing the hat gave her a rather toothy grin.
"Well you can't come in!" "What? Why?" "She didn't knock."
Both boys turned from each other to face Serena. Maya had come into her weight and was solid enough to see two boys, one unnaturally pale and one with greyish skin. The same height. The same eyes. The same look on their faces as they expectantly waited for "Sewena" to knock and ask to be let in.
She took a step forward and then hesitated. I-it was because they were the same age.
"Hey, Roger?" Maya knocked gently enough that their structure didn't wobble too bad. "Could I see your hat? Just for a moment."
"No way!" The pale boy clapped his hands to his hat and held it down. "Mom says I was gonna lose it and I can't lose it or else I won't get another one."
That was... fair. It didn't mean that Maya's heart wasn't still in her throat, though. "Oh, well that's okay. I wouldn't want you to get in trouble with your mom." He had a mom. So, that was proof right there that she was just jumping to conclusions. Maya smoothed a bit of grass from her skirt that may or may not have actually existed.
"They're so much alike. Must be at that age." You know. The one where all kids miraculously looked alike? Y-yeah. That one.