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.
*Hairpin walked into the kitchen, glad to finally have found it. Her pet bunny, Dafi, is sitting on her head.* "I found it!"Hairpin exclaims, although the room is quite empty. "I hope they like french toast." she says. *Pans, syrup, and ingredients for french toast begin flying through the air, controlled by Hairpin's telekinesis. Obviously having fun, Hairpin laughs as the objects fly about. She twirls about, pretending to be a ballet dancer as the various ingredients fly past her. Pretty soon she has a third of the dining room table set up with plates at each seet. All plates have french toast on them, eggs and bacon are seperately sigging in the middle of the table. Hairpin is still laughing as she continues making the breakfast.*
Hungry, having skipped breakfast, Mike followed Kitty to the kitchen with Daria, after making a quick stop in his room for his laptop.
As Kitty busied herself making things, Mike grabbed the other half of a sub he'd made from the fridge and sat down with his laptop, starting to make the travel arrangements.
*Hairpin winks at Daria and Mike as she finishes making breakfast. She then begins to play with Dafi, as the pans and such she used to make breakfast fly into the dishwasher.* "Hi Ms. Tipper!" she says when she notices tricity step into the kitchen.
(OoC: As I stated in the chatbox, I didn't see the breakfast post when I made this one *^.^*)
Mike looked up and saw Tricity. He hadn't been paying attention, when Daria left to go get something, he'd mistaken Tricity's mind for hers, being so wrapped up in travel preparations.
He looked back at the laptop screen, trying to keep his face impassive. He was still pissed about the talking-down Siren had tried to give him in the Danger Room, and was trying very hard not to shift the blame over the day before onto her, just for the sake of having someone to blame beside himself. "Daria and I are going to be leaving for a few days," he told her, glancing up briefly, "My grandfather's funeral is this weekend, and we don't want to miss it."
"Ok, that's fine...just make sure you sign out and keep in touch. If you need anything, let me know, alright?" *Tricity sat down at the island in the kitchen, to talk. She couldn't stay long though. There was so much to be done.* "Cass...don't forget to be careful and try to call every while or so. I know I sould like a mother, but I have to say it."
"I've stayed alive this long, it'll take more than what they've thrown at us so far to get me out of everyone's hair. Even if I'm just a punk student," he answered, feeling slightly guilty for the short tone he was getting with her. She didn't ask for any of this to happen either. Still... he'd appologize for it another time.
*Dafi sits down and gives a little rabbit-yawn. Mimicing a yawn Hairpin just gave.* ~Can you show me where Daria's room is? I'm tired.~ Hairpin asks mentally.
