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.
With a set of bags and her long hair bound in the tail, she once set foot in her sanctuary room again. She had decided she wanted something else, she wanted to get on her own two feet and see where it took her. The sanctuary could be a bad place for people who couldn't fend for themselves but luckely she had some friends that helped her in fending. But those times where over, she wanted to fend for herself and the sanctuary was no place to learn that.
She stretched and looked around at all the puzzles that where cluttered through the room. There where times that she was locked up here , puzzling for days. But she was here for the necesary stuff, not the puzzles. She picked some up and looked at them to remind her of the joy she had while completing them. Allot of fun indeed.
She loaded clothes and shoes in the bags. those where needed to wear while she was going through for a new place. Coming back for the puzzles was something that she needed later. She just hoped that nobody would steal them.
Taking a deep breath, wrinkled her nose once and started loading her stuff. It wasn't a very warm day so she had to take a coat aswell. The little things to get her settled. She had fun doing this while thinking of the road ahead. It made her started humming a soft song, the song that she heard in her head allot of times which only came out during the activity of her powers. Not allot of people knew the theme.
Aura was wondering the sanctuary aimlessly, more thinking of her past then anything else. It happened more often these days, analyzing every tactic she used, how she could have done things better or saved everyone had she just been strong enough. Shaking her head she realized she was being followed, by a four legged friend of hers. Smiling Aura kneeled down and picked up the black and white skunk, and gave him an affectionate stroke with her free hand.
Leaning against a wall she thought back to all the people she met before and while at sabctuary who she no longer ever saw, some were dead, other had just dissopeared in time. That was the odd thing about sanctuary, people just left without a word, and no one ever seemed to know if they ahd been killed or if they had just moved on with their lifes.
Hearings soft hum as she passed a door way Aura stopped and considered taking a look, on one hand she might be invading someone else's privacy on the other however. Still something about the song made Aura want to check it out and so she walked back a few yards to the door, to see someone she knew only in passing and from the battle of KP. Looking in she could see at once that like many others this girl seemed to be going . "hey need any help?" she asked softly leaning against the door, as she stroked her pet skunk which she blissfully kept thinking of as a cat.
She was so busy cleaning stuff up and packing up the essentials, She didn't listen to what her mind said to her. Normally she listened to the thoughts that passed through her head. It made her able to know when people came around corners and stuff from time to time. But if you don't listen, you could never know.
But there was somebody who made her presence clear to her by talking like a normal person. Not many people talked here, or even offered help like the girl did. It was something very rare in the santcuar
Cailyn turned around and looked at her. She had a pet skunk it seemed. That was pretty weird. Not that she had all her marbles. "No thank you." She said politly and made a little bow. "I'm just here for some essentials." She continued and smiled.
