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.
She was tall, with long brown hair that curled slightly towards its end. Her lips were drawn in a smile that dimpled her angular face. It was strong, but not masculine. Her eyes were just strong. Light green, they seemed to sparkle whenever she grinned… which, judging from the slight smile lines on her face, was more often than not.
The woman cupped a hand over the receiver on the phone in her hands as he entered the room. Aurum was wearing a nice suit. Not Sunday’s best, but good to go for all your workplace needs.
"I’ll have to let you go," Viletta said gently into the receiver. "My five-o-clock just stepped in. Ally. Hey. It’s been a while." She continued, as they hung up.
Aurum nodded curtly. "We need to talk." Was she still calling him ‘Ally’, too? Like the word 'Alley'? Sheesh. He thought she’d have outgrown that by now. "And still 'Ally'? Really?" He shook his head with a light chuckle.
"Well, I still think ‘Alexander’ or ‘Ally’ sound less like names one would give a stripper," Viletta insisted with a frank smile.
Alexander. His middle-name. It had earned him that nickname when he was young.
"It’d seem more professional to me if we… kept calling me Aurum, yeah?"
"Pft, professional." Viletta waved off the comment with a hand. "You’ll always be Ally to me. Now, please. Have a seat. Let’s talk."
"So, this job." He asked. "It's with your lawfirm? This is your lawfirm?" That last part was an important bit of clarification.
"Yup."
"Wow."
"Yup." Viletta clicked her tongue. "Tiger, you hit it big."
"If I take the job."
"If you take the job," she agreed.
"So what would I be doing? And what would it pay?"
She told him.
They had another bout of dueling 'Wow's.
Viletta smirked. "And of course, I'd leave a lot of the work up to your discretion. I trust ya. I know ya won't backstab me like some people."
Had that been a hinting eyebrow arch? Hm.
"This all seems too good to be true."
"Uh huh..." Viletta stared at him expectantly.
"Who told you to call me again...?" He asked. "Ami, right?"
"Ami."
"And she told you I'm seeing someone, right?"
"Suspicious, suspicious." Viletta sighed. She massaged her temples. "Yes, Ally. I am aware that you are seeing someone."
"So you can't... this can't... go back to what it was before."
"That had actually been furthest from my mind. Genius." She held up her hand. Pointed to the engagement ring. Shook her head, ashamed for him. "Holmes would be proud."
"Oh."
"Yeah." She said.
"So, I don't really have anything to worry about."
"Unless you mess up and lose my firm a lot of money or customers," She commented casually. "Then, I'll kill ya."
