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.
OOC: Ok this is a thread to sorta take a break from the plot and get to make some friends while your at it, just make your entrance and rock your socks man, common teachers let the kids have some fun, no party poopers or me and Ted will go bouncer on you. Party on Geo
IC: Tristan picked up a couch with his giant rock arms and put it up against the wall, walking over to the entrance he grabbed some giant speakers and light and set them in the corners of the room. Tristan hooked all the speakers up to a signal digital control pad and set it up on a stand. Knowing that the teachers were out for the night Tristan took the liberty of setting up a party, well he and Ted were the only ones that new about it but still, Tristan figured people would start the party if they just had some tune's. Tristan finished the wiring and hit a switch, the living room lights shut off and the color lights flipped on, swirling around making a party like mood. Tristan smiled and flipped another switch, a thick techno beat started playing loud, every time it hit a beat the floor seemed to shake. It didn't take long before people to start walking into the living room seeing what was going on. The room was almost full and everyone was standing there awkwardly until the song switched and a light fast rock song started playing, a girl in the crowd screamed. "OH MY GOD, this is my song." and started dancing. Tristan smiled as more people joined in on the dancing, it was like a disease spreading thought the crowd,. The party had officially started.
Ted had helped Tristan set up the party; ever since they had learned that all the teachers would be gone on one night, they had spent a good few hours locked in a room working it all out. Now it was the night, and people were soon flooding into the room. Ted grinned at Tristan, and waved him to the DJ's area. "All yours, dude, you know I know nothing about music." Ted was perfectly happy to leave the music up to the rock boy, as he himself wouldn't know where to begin. Instead he weaved his way onto the dance floor, and danced a little. He then decided that he he too many inhibitions, and weaved his way back off the dance florr, and headed off into the area where there was lots of wires that noone was going to go into. Hidden amongst it all, was a few boxes of many beer bottles that he and Tristan had stashed there. They weren't sure how young some of the people coming to the party would be, so they decided to keep the alcohol to themselves. That was fine by Ted. He grabbed a beer, and weaved back into the party, sipping away innocently.
