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.
Slate, change his mind at a moment's notice? Lee hadn't thought that,, but maybe Lenna had a different point of view because of how Slate giving up on the Kabal had worked out for her. Plus, the other woman hadn't known Slate as long.
But as Lenna asked if maybe Slate went through the Rift, Lee frowned. She hadn't thought of it before this, but Lee really didn't think that Slate would go through the Rift. He had wanted to make the world better, how could he do that when he wasn't in this world?
And Lee's frown deepened when Lenna talked about Slate having a scientific mind. Methodical would definitely be a word Lee would use to describe Slate, scientific was not. The only time that Lee had seen him acting slightly scientific was when he had been trying to figure out how to wake a man that could connect to spirits up from a coma using his telepathy.
”He may be curious,” Lee said slowly, carefully, as she looked across the table at Lenna, the frown still on her face. ”But if I had to guess I would say he'd be more interested in stopping the Rift, out the people from causing even more trouble for us here.”
Hmm. That cautious tone. Had Lee grown suspicious. Ah well. Better to plow on recklessly and react to what came than to play it too carefully! She believed in planning, when appropriate, but waiting around for something, anything, was boring. Especially on a B side world that didn't matter as much as her own. If she made a mistake, she would deal with the results.
"I'm not sure everyone who has crossed over has done it to cause trouble," Lenna commented. Her brow arched thoughtfully as she considered the whole thing. "Some people get curious. Others probably come over because they want a second chance. Or maybe they want to find out if the people on this side are dangerous. Or maybe the government tromps around, looking for how it happened, why, and how to stop it. Slate might agree with those people. I don't think one could blame the rift for the actions of individuals, though."
"Some people just like to cause trouble. They make themselves other peoples' problems." Lenna said. "Of course, not all tourists are bad. And many could have crossed over by accident. The whole thing IS fascinating. Did you know there are alternate versions of people and places from this side, over there?"
Lee sat and sipped her coffee as she listened to Lenna talk about the Rift. And sipped some more as she thought.
”Maybe you’re right,” Lee allowed, the creas still visible on her forehead from the confusion and thought. ”He may be thinking of it as a puzzle for him to solve.”
Now that did sound like Slate. Tarin’s coma had been a puzzle DocProf hadn’t been able to solve in a month, that had taken Slate a few weeks to figure out. Columbia he had treated as a puzzle to find a way the school wouldn’t just get destroyed again, so had taken control of the drug cartels. And while the real goal for Romania had been more straightforward, the web of plots he had woven, some strands with her help, was just as complicated.
Alternate versions of people and places? Lee hadn’t thought about it like that before, but with all the science fiction she had watched and read in her life, it made sense; alternate dimensions could be very different, or almost identical. ”You mean, there could be alternate versions of the two of us wandering around?” Lee asked, then shook her head slightly. Even with the crazy that had too often been her life, that was hard to wrap her mind around.
”Maybe I should see about looking him up once things get a bit more settled. Not that I’ll be getting involved in anything now, but maybe he’ll actually tell me what he’s up to.”
Lee paused a moment, then tilted her head to look at Lenna. ”You wouldn’t know how to get ahold of Slate or his brother, would you?”
Lenna shrugged and said "Well, yeah. I think I saw one this morning."
There could be alternate versions. One was staring Lee in the face.
The topic of the rift, and of alternate selves was far more interesting to her than Slate, ultimately, but the reverse was not true. Lee had thoughts on Slate. She wanted to sate her Slate information craving. Lenna just wanted to start the conversation over, and to not have mentioned Slate. To start fresh. With a blank slate. Ugh.
Did she know how to contact him or his brother? She hadn't even known he had a brother.
Lenna shook her head. "I'm afraid not." she said.
Her coffee was finished now. Some time during the conversation, she'd drained it all.
"Well, it was nice talking with you." Lenna smiled. She rose from her chair and picked up her trash. "We'll have to hang out again soon."
She'd decided not to just blatantly blow her cover by blurting out that she was the alternate her, just to gather information on this world's original. Seemed dumb.