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.
Oh, Megan here was totally a thing. The exchange got lost in the snake threat, but Maya filed it away for later. At least she could find out what happened to her roommate? Or maybe not. First, she had to convince Saph to quit playing around with the damn...
>> "Old simulator can't tell what's what or something? I mean, the date on the file was from 1952, so..."
"We are playing house in the fifties?!" Maya stared, bewildered, as Saph already picked the next challenge. "Mother..."
<Welcome to Super Hero Diaper changes 101. Today's task will have one partner engage in changing three diapers, along with instructions, WHILE THE OTHER FACES THE VERY REAL COMMIE THREAT!>
Maya found herself in a tank. Even as a teleporter, the quick shift was more than a little disorienting.
"ALRIGHT PRIVATE! THE COMMIES ARE COMIN FER OUR FREEDOM! LET'S TAKE EM OUT!"
"What the ****?!"
>>"Uhh... where the heck are you, Maya? And do people even still use baby powder?!"
"Uh, apparently, I'm shooting at Doris and Sasha over her, because they comin' to take our freedom" Maya reported, poking at the controls of the turret. A resounding boom shook the entire tank, and knocking Maya sideways for a moment before she got her bearings again "... make that just Doris. And yes, Saphirus, use the damn baby powder, we are not barbarians here. Geez."
Maya Chided him for his baby powder question, and he flapped his mouth mockingly as he finished organizing things and got to work actually changing the diapers.
This was... Weird. I mean, he was essentially changing someone else's 50's baby simulation. They had to use a model for these things, right? It was so lifelike. Was this little baby like... a 60 year old, now? He started by hesitantly reaching out to remove the old, dirty diaper, as the nice lady's voice was telling him to over the sound of calming music.
The baby squirmed and coo'd as he removed the clothes pin, pulled open the diaper, and... Went pale as a ghost. "Maya... I dunno if I can do this."
Meanwhile, in Commie tank war land, Doris the communist did what any sensible evil axis power would do upon losing a comrade. He charged into the fray headlong, cart of bombs in hand.
"CAREFUL PRIVATE! THAT RIGHT THERE IS KNOWN AS A COMMIE-KAZE ATTACK! CANNON'S RELOADED! GIVE EM WHAT-FOR!"
When that threat was removed, however, it would become apparent that they were only the start... At the edge of the battlefield, countless of the same two red threaded soldiers would begin to encroach at a steady jog, anti-freedom bombs in tow.
Saphirus, in the mean time, was covering his nose with his shirt, and trying to stay as far away as possible while following the instructions as closely as possible.
"Ohhh, man, you really lucked out on this one, its- OH GOD HE'S PEEING! MAYA HE'S PEEING EVERYWHERE!"
"I'm sitting in a damn tank, Saph. Figure it out. Besides, that baby only eats milk, how bad can it be?"
>>"CAREFUL PRIVATE! THAT RIGHT THERE IS KNOWN AS A COMMIE-KAZE ATTACK! CANNON'S RELOADED! GIVE EM WHAT-FOR!"
Maya pulled the trigger again on instinct, successfully obliterating Doris. Sadly, others followed behind in endless numbers, so badly generated by computer programming she was sure se saw some pixels. "THIS! IS!... REALLY PROBLEMATIC!" Maya yelled as she kept firing. Meanwhile, there was some gasping and choking on the other end of the line.
>>"Ohhh, man, you really lucked out on this one, its- OH GOD HE'S PEEING! MAYA HE'S PEEING EVERYWHERE!"
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"I'm sitting in a damn tank, Saph. Figure it out. Besides, that baby only eats milk, how bad can it be?"
"Can't I just be in the tank?" He groaned as he heard a congratulatory chime for getting past step four. The loud bangs and the panicked atmosphere on the other side of the walls seemed like it would be just his type of thing to deal with... Instead he was here, looking down at a baby that was smiling... devilishly?
He heard her suggestion when it came to dealing with the sudden stream. Quickly he grabbed another diaper, which was really just a square of cloth, and used it as a shield, the look on his face one of complete dismay as he juked and blocked waiting for the attack to abate. Once it was done, he realized that the diaper he'd been working on had come completely unfolded in the process.
SIIIIIIGH
"How much milk did this thing drink?" He got to work again as the commies started to overwhelm. The tank started moving suddenly as one of the carts got into throwing range, and the reds started cackling all sinister like and tossing comical bombs through the air at her.
He had a look similar to that of a bomb technician as he tried to apply the pins to the right areas.
"Do people even use cloth diapers anymore? I mean, I guess it would save a lot of dough, but this #$%^ is difficult!" His eyes widdened as a hand appeared in mid air, wagging its finger at him, and a woman's voice chimed in, "Now, now, that sort of language is unbecoming of an expecting mother! For shame!" It then whapped him over the head.
"... Really?"
The commies had surrounded them, their lizard-like tongues sticking from their faces as they laughed out their victory.
The last pin was in.
"Bam! Hell yeah!" The floating hand smacked him once more. "Really, I can't say-" Whap!
The simulation melted away, leaving them in the baby room. "Well at least that's over."
New pins were doled out; Daddy got the Commie killer Pin, the Tanking at tanking pin, and the Why are you yelling? Pin, Mommy got the Bringer of Change, Slow leaner 2, and the Golden opportunity Pin. Saph couldn't help but chuckle at this point.
<You have selected the complete 101 course, beginning supplemental class 01 now: Shopping for baby, the american way>
"What? I didn't grab a baby!"
The world warped around them, and they found themselves in an old, black and white grocery store... Maya was dressed in a sharp suit with a pin striped pattern and a fedora. Saphirus was in a bright yellow dress, his hair done up in a bouffant. "Oh... You gonna be #@$&ing kidding me."
Like hell she was going to give up a nice comfortable cold war tank for the carnage of diaper change.
>>"How much milk did this thing drink? Do people even use cloth diapers anymore? I mean, I guess it would save a lot of dough, but this #$%^ is difficult!"
"Washable diapers are a thing! But the pins are bullsh*... OW!"
>>"Bam! Hell yeah! Really, I can't say-"
"You gotta be kidding me" Maya muttered as the simulation melted away. The ancient busted thing was going to start policing language now? That sounded like something a stuck-up X-leader from the 50s would do. She was glad to be born in a different era.
<You have selected the complete 101 course, beginning supplemental class 01 now: Shopping for baby, the american way>
>>"What? I didn't grab a baby!"
The world shifted around them, turning into yet another badly programmed, black and white scenario. Maya could not help but grin as she saw her own wardrobe change, compared to Saph's.
>>"Oh... You gonna be #@$&ing kidding me."
"Now now, honey. Language. Wouldn't want our kid to grow up like a wild little beast would we" she grinned, taking a moment to adjust the fedora "I have a sudden urge to tell women I'm a nice guy... but at least I look sharp, huh." she glanced around "So... American shopping? What does that even mean? Buy way more food than we need?..."
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The Veteran X-Man wasn't listening at first as he did everything he could to shake out his hair until it... sort of? Resembled his usual style. He stared grumpily as he gave in, and folded his arms in front of his chest. "I better be the best dad ever after this." He grumbled as he looked around at their surroundings.
"...American shopping? What does that even mean? Buy way more food than we need?..."
"I dunno pops, let's just fill up the cart and get outa here..." He reached out and grabbed the closest item, tossing it in the cart. There was an impossibly loud buzzing honk sound as the item landed in the cart, and an old television style screen dropped from the ceiling. Quickly, a perfect representation of a husband and wife from the fifties appeared on the screen. The man spoke up first. "Well hold up there, miss. That can of beans may be cheaper than the one next to it, but if you look at the label it says it's made in CHINA. We can't buy that, right, because that's just another way we would be supporting the RED MENACE."
The wife laughed and patted her husband on the chest. "Now you, this fine couple wouldn't dare think about supporting the RED MENACE, would they? But just in case, if you do we'll administer an increasingly harsh electric shop! HeeHeeHee!"
Saph looked up as he was mid-way tossing a jar of baby food into the car. "Wait what?"
ZZZAAAAAP!
"FFFUUUUUU OUCH!" He danced around in pain as he looked up at the screen, reaching for a crowbar that wasn't there.
"That one was made in Taiwan, which we all know is just CHINA! Don't we!" The lady chimed in.
"Maya... it's probably a bad time to let you know that the stupid program wouldn't to run until I turned off the safety limiter stuff." He looked around for a bit, and then hesitantly grabbed an item, looking at it carefully, and then looking to his well dressed companion. "You, eh... You gonna pick some stuff too?"
>>"I dunno pops, let's just fill up the cart and get outa here..."
Maya glanced around rather nervously. Was this really there was to it? Buy supplies for Baby? Somehow, she highly doubted it. Were the Russians gonna barge in again or something? She tactfully waited until Saph picked the first can of baby food.
>>"Now you, this fine couple wouldn't dare think about supporting the RED MENACE, would they? But just in case, if you do we'll administer an increasingly harsh electric shop! HeeHeeHee!"
>>"Wait what?"
>>ZZZAAAAAP!
>>"FFFUUUUUU OUCH!"
"Whoa!" Maya jumped as Saph was administered an electric shock that would have made a supervillain proud. "Motherf... Mary and... Joseph?"
Were the old X-men secretly masochistic or something? What the hell? Maya looked at the rows of items on the shelves with newfound apprehension.
>>"Maya... it's probably a bad time to let you know that the stupid program wouldn't to run until I turned off the safety limiter stuff. You, eh... You gonna pick some stuff too?"
"No? No! No I'm not!" Maya responded, slightly alarmed "Saph, what the... heck... did you do?... This thing is way outdated! It's like letting your kid play with lead paint!"
There was probably a module for that too. Maya sighed and shook her head.
"Something tells me if I just hung back and said 'shopping is best left to the housewife!', this thing would agree with me." she muttered with a smirk, then sauntered over to another shelf "You don't happen to remember, was formula in or out in the 50s?..."
As Saphirus recovered from his shocking experience he started to think that maybe, just maybe, they were in over their heads a little bit.
"I-I dunno, I was desperate, okay?! It was the only parenting sim!" He looked around for a second, and then down at the item he'd grabbed. Toddler snacks, made in India. He quickly placed them back as Mirror made a comment about the role of a man in the fifties.
The husband on the screen smiled widely and chimed in. "Yessirree! It's not a man's role to do the shopping, We earn the bread, and the woman buys it!" Oh Jesus. Would the simulator break if he told it his girlfriend made more money than he did easily?
"It's also the man's role to act as a protector, and staunch guard against, you guessed it, Communism!" The screen adjusted toward Mirror. "Somewhere in this store there is a commie spy waiting to take your freedom! You must spot the commie! For motivational purposes, we will administer increasingly harsh electric shocks every minute!"
Saph looked up, and then to Mirror. Turning to grab the next product as quickly as possible. "Eh... I ain't afraid to admit it... I got some regrets about this one." He hesitantly placed the item in the cart... nothing.
"Great job! Babies need to be kept clean, and those newfangled Nice-pak babywipes, MADE IN AMERICA, will do the job just fine!" He sighed in relief and pushed the cart further down the aisle.
It was beginning to dawn on Saphirus that running a program from the 50s with the safety off might have been a bad decision. Better late than never. Way, way late.
>>"I-I dunno, I was desperate, okay?! It was the only parenting sim!"
"That's because this is called the Danger Room" Maya pointed out with a growl. She decided to gloss over the fact that Sam also had dating sims in there somewhere. She bet the 50s versions of those were horrible too.
>>"Yessirree! It's not a man's role to do the shopping, We earn the bread, and the woman buys it! It's also the man's role to act as a protector, and staunch guard against, you guessed it, Communism!"
"Oh, fffffffFORK!"
>>"Somewhere in this store there is a commie spy waiting to take your freedom! You must spot the commie! For motivational purposes, we will administer increasingly harsh electric shocks every minute!"
"Saph. I will. Revoke. Your DR access." Maya hissed, before she looked around for a reflecting surface. It would be easier to spot the spy if she could hop around, right? If she knew this program at all, the spy would look like Carolina San Francisco anyway.
"Just... don't buy any vodka, okay?" she sighed before she bolted for the next aisle. Not fast enough. "OW!"