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.
THe real gift is time. To William it certainly was. He placed value in time because it was finite and everything cost it. Everything he did cost something else because the time was gone. What he hadn’t thought about that Evelyn brought up was being set back to being young. She could make choices again. That didn’t excite William. While he would have to live his life over again he did not have the virtue of knowing anything from his previous time as an adult. It did not give him the opportunity to not go to college or law school.
It gave William the fruits of his old life’s labor. In his past life the toil of work had earned William much but it had enriched him. William could now enjoy some of the fruits of his old labors that his old self likely could not because he was too busy earning more.
”I had not thought about how this… Situation… Gave me more time.” William waved his hands around in a vague fashion, ”I still have to do the work and spend the time to get what I want out of life but I can enjoy it a little more than my past me… I already have the fancy car and some other things. I can spend more time enjoying once I get where I want. It’s like I already invested in myself” He had assets but strangely money was not as apparent. Perhaps he hid it in places for some reason.
Evelyn suggested William could sell the fulgurites to make money, ”I’ve heard of people doing that. Using Ebay to sell their stuff. I’ve neer looked into e-commerce before.” Everlyn took the fulgurite with the appearance of utmost care.
"How did you get this one to change shape?"
”I just imagined how the electricity would flow through the sand. I found I could control it some while moving it on the table earlier. I tried just having it flow in a simple spiral pattern to test it.” He traced his finger through the air in the spiral pattern he had envisioned. ”Maybe… Maybe this is a good way to test what I can do with my control? Try to control the flow and use the fulgurites to see what I actually did.”
They might need more sand. And maybe a bigger container. William had ideas.
The mansion was literally there for cases like him. William just couldn’t wrap his head around how the mansion was around, look so amazing, and could take in kids like himself at no cost. Either they had one hell of a bake sale every year or there must be some private wealth hanging around somewhere. That intrigued William, but it was best not to dig too deep while he was still not officially a student.
And the paperwork was just for the mansion’s benefit. That seemed odd to William, but hey, they likely had some special allowance from whatever governmental entities they interacted with. ”Oh. Okay. Well, what do you need from me to do the paperwork?”
So William would get a room, end up in classes, and he guessed maybe provided some level of food. Maybe best to ask his questions, ”I get a room, I go to school here, get training for… Whatever I can do,” William looked at his hand which did nothing special. He shook it. Nothing. ”What about food and other necessities? Is there a uniform?...” William paused trying to think of any other questions that he had. ”If it turns out that I am this other William Faraday I guess I need somewhere to park a car… And I think that’s all the questions… Sorry.” He had word vomited and that normally wasn’t a good look.
Evelyn was right, everyone has the potential to succeed in studying. Yet, that wasn’t exactly what WIlliam had meant. ”Oh, for sure. It is just an opportunity cost thing.” William thought of the best way to explain why he found her power so incredible. ”Anyone can learn something if they study long enough. The question is what do they lose by studying long enough to learn that thing? With your power I could spend less time memorizing things which means more time to memorize other things or to spend more time with friends or at job… Or… Well, doing anything else really. For someone with my aspirations it buys time. The most precious commodity. “
That being said…
”And I certainly will take you up on the offer to be a study partner!”
William’s offer to make things for Evelyn was a surprise. That was a surprise to William. They cost him nothing to make, why wouldn’t he make them for Evelyn. ”Certainly. You are helping me, it is the least I can do to repay you.” He said accepted a pair of welder goggles from Evelyn.
Returning to the sand, William pushed sand into the cavity he had made by pulling out the first fulgurite.
“W… what if I break it?”
That was an easy question to answer. ”I make another one… Cover your ears.” William made sure to warn Evelyn before he tried to make another fulgurite. Once he saw she was ready, he held his hand over the sand and unleashed a flash of power.
That time, William envisioned the electricity spiraling down like a spring into the sand. When he dug it out of the sand he found the fulgurite had formed the way he envisioned the electricity flowing. ”I… can make fulgurite sculptures!” William held up the spiralling fulgurite. It was only eight inches top to bottom but likely a yard if it was measured end to end following the curve.
”Here.” He handed it to Evelyn. ”For services rendered.” He said with a smile.
Emily answered his question. From her description, William decided that the mansion might just be a great place. Training, classes, and free. It only required that he stay out of trouble which was easy enough. With the exception of that same day, William was not known for much in the way of trouble. That had more to do with not being caught, but if you aren’t caught did you really break the rule? That said, most of the trouble he caused was good natured with the odd bout of teenage rebellion and mischief.
“I don’t mean to imply that you will cause trouble, almost everyone here is cool. Even the staff and the teachers.”
William gave her a smile in return. He had not taken offense. As one who had caused some trouble he could not justifiably take offense at someone suggesting he might cause trouble. ”No offense taken. I did get brought here by the police… after they caught me joyriding in a car that might even have been mine.” Honesty was a good way to help make friends when somewhere new.
When they reached the doors, Emily held it open for William. He stepped inside and was blown away by the interior. It was no less impressive than he expected based on the exterior. He was incredibly grateful to the sergeant for taking him to the mansion.
”... I… Wow… So... I can live here… Free?” What was the catch, there had to be a catch. Did they want him to join some MLM or team while he was there? He had no other options and Emily had given no indication that she was anything but on the up and up. ”Where do I sign up!... Uh… Except, I’m only sixteen. I can not legally sign anything.”
The art that William’s power created was incredibly beautiful. It was like lightning caught in the wood. Evelyn was impressed, she even wished her powers did things like it. It certainly was cool, but making art was not the only thing that interested William about his power. Up until that point he had done everything while touching it or at least being close. William wanted to see how far away he could reach out and hit things with his electricity. How good of a tool was it to protect himself?
”I wish my power did cool things like facilitate that.” William indicated the charts and notes she had put together with computer like efficiency ”Studying consumes so much time, but it is necessary. Good grades means great college. Great college grades means Harvard.”
After the mini crack of lightning Evelyn checked to see if WIlliam was okay. Her concern being with the volume of the thunder his power created. The thunder hadn’t bothered him as if ears had initiated their loud sound response in anticipation of the thunder from his power. It was a shame his retinas did not do something similar.
”I am okay.” William said as he started sifting through the sand. ”It was not loud to me. We should have found you some though… Sorry.” William grabbed hold of a fulgurite and drew it out of the sand. It was a hollow tube of glass that had branches coming off of it. It was as long as the container had been tall. ”That’s a good idea.” Holding the fulgurite in his hands like a newborn child, William watched Evelyn run off to turn on the exhaust.
William looked around at the nearby tables before deciding on a nearby one. He walked over and lay the fulgurite down, gently. Seeing the numbers of what his power could do was one thing. Seeing sand made glass was what truly gave William an understanding of what his power could do. It was awe inspiring and frightening at the same time. WHile he could make wonders… He could certainly take lives. Plural.
It would not even be traceable back to him. If it was during a thunderstorm.
Shaking the thought away, William asked, ”Do you want me to make some for you?” SHe was helping him. The least he could do was make these things for her as well.
Look into getting something stronger to measure with?
”Maybe some more specialized equipment like… Stuff used to test plasma cutters?” If the power or wattage William could put out was already so high he could do damage to this machine than his limit must be incredibly destructive.
Evelyn was like a little machine. Notes and graphs were produced like she was some kind of printer at work. She also told him not to worry about what he had broken, to just blame her. William was not used to just blaming others for things he clearly did. If that is what Evelyn wanted though, WIlliam could oblige. Especially when her parents could foot the bill easily.
William poked at a few of the other testing devices they had pulled out. He messed with a few of them just watching the numbers go up and down. Compared to what he had just done it all felt like child's play. It was just something to occupy time while Evelyn worked on her documentation.
"Are there any materials you want to try running a current through? It probably won't give much scientific data, but it could be fun. We can melt more stuff!"
William thought about that for a moment. ”Oh! I have a great idea. It isn’t melting but it is really cool looking.”
"Hey, does this mean you can make glass? That would be so cool! I mean, lightning can do it when it hits sand, maybe if you do it right you can make some. Or, you know, things might blow up. Maybe I should read more first."
That stopped William. It was another super cool idea. ”Okay. That sounds epic. I’ll be right back!” He said before running off to grab more science supplies.
A few pieces of wood, some water, salt, and a bunch of sand in a large container. William made room on the counter and set them on it. ”I’ve seen this done before. You run high voltage through wood and you get fractals! Conveniently I do high voltage!”[/color] As he said it he mixed salt into the water before applying it across the board. He then put his hands at either end and pushed current through it. The wood burned in brilliant flashes. When he removed his hands he had left lightning shaped burns all across the wood.
”Now. The sand!” William pushed the wood aside and slid over the container of sand. His glee and excitement getting the better of him. He held a hand over the sand and let loose his power.
There was a flash from his hand as if a mini strike of lightning had flashed out of it. Two billion watts of electrical power flashed from William’s hand through the sand. The light left an afterimage in William’s vision and gave a crack of thunder. Not as deafening as a true bolt of lightning but still uncomfortably loud in such a close proximity.
Emily was not mad about being shocked by William. It was a nice change of pace from how the police had reacted. Granted he had a more visible display. Had the sergeant not been there it might have been a fairly ugly response.
The sergeant left leaving William alone with Emily. As for being in a strange place with no one around he knew or recognized, his present situation was better than it could have been. Emily gestured to the mansion, "Well, shall we? I can get you settled, I'll show you around a little first and then we just have a bit of paperwork to do and we can get you a room."
William looked at the mansion, then back to Emily. ”Yeah.” He started toward the mansion. Paperwork then a room. Was this some kind of boarding school or did they just have rooms for people like himself who had nowhere else to live at the moment. ”What exactly is this place? A boarding school, a home for wayward kids?”
If it was where William would be staying he felt he should know something about it. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth or anything, but just to have an idea what his new life would entail.
Evelyn took notes. William looked over and saw that in addition to the notes she was drawing charts. He couldn’t read what she was writing from where he was, but he could tell she was writing down much more than just what he was saying. Maybe time stamps? It was like she was a regular scientist over there.
”Since we already have it set up, we may as well test the current. At least you aren’t generating like some dark mater or something we can’t measure. We can fill in the gaps with existing science!”
”That’s for sure. If I did we’d just have to assume I was magic… Until someone finally figured out what dark matter was. Well… In that case I could advance that field of study. Go find the researchers and just… Do dark matter stuff or whatever. No sense dreaming about what he could do if he happened to have dark matter powers. He had electric powers and those he could test.
”Okay. Testing what current I can produce.” William focused on running power through the multimeter. It went in and it naturally flowed back to him through the machine. The current started in milliamps. ”With no effort, 1 milliamps.” William focused on sending more current. ”5… 10... 20… 30… 40… 50 milliamps. I can push harder… 100 milliamps… 200… 300... “ William had started slowly increasing but had wanted to jump to his maximum. When he hit a hair over two-hundred the rate changed. ”I feel like I’m giving my all, letting it out as fast as I can now… but… the numbers keep rising. 450 milliamps. It’s almost like, maybe how much I can output goes up the longer I use it?”
William kept reading off the current until he reached ten amps. At which point the machine sparked. ”Uh that did not look good.” He could feel more power leaving but the machine was fixed at ten amps until it sparked again and a panel launched itself off the back. William let go of the leads he had been holding and the current from his hand stuck with it for a moment longer before he stopped outputting power. ”Uh… I think I broke it. It showed 10 amps before it broke.” William looked at the electrode he had held in his right hand. ”The hot lead looks… It looks like lightning hit it, blackened and bent.”
No longer generating power or letting it out, WIlliam had a corona around himself that did not seem to be fading at any appreciable rate. ”I might need… Specialized equipment to get hard numbers… They keep going up beyond what this can handle. And, well. I broke it anyway.”
The pair made a quick stop in the library to pick up a handful of books on electricity and then they were off to the chemistry classroom. William still barely knew his way around the mansion so he allowed Evelyn to take the lead.
One at the classroom the pair broke up and collected anything that could be used to help test William’s power. New, old, big, and small. They brought out it all. The devices could measure high and low voltage, amperage, etc. Most interestingly, William found a hefty multimeter that could handle a decent range of current and voltage.
Evelyn took out a notebook and pen. Which was good. William was likely to have his hands full so he wouldn’t be able to take notes if he wanted to. ”Good thought. Thanks.” He said to her as he put the last of the devices on the counter.
And Evelyn had a good suggestion of where to start. Get a baseline.
William nodded, ”That’s a good idea.” He turned on the incredibly expensive looking multimeter. It made a soft humming as it turned on and numbers came to life on the front face. It was reading no voltage and no current. ”Okay. It is zeroed out and set to D.C. Taking hold of the… leads? Whatever the sticks are called.” William narrated for Evelyn as he went. Taking hold of the two ends for the multimeter, William made sure he wasn’t generating any power. ”No change. Let me try… Letting something out. Nope, no change there either.”
Just to cover all bases he clicked the device to A.C. There was no change. William clicked it back to D.C. ”Nothing on A.C. I am going to try and generate power now.” William set his mind to fill him up with power. The voltage on the multimeter started climbing. Higher and higher. As he approached 50,000 volts the corona formed. ”50 thousand volts… Still going up… 100 thousand volts… 200… 300… 400… 500!” William’s eyes grew wide and his voice cracked as he said, ”One-million… And climbing!” At that point the corona brokedown and electricity began to arc off him. The voltage continued to climb until the machine stopped registering at ten-million volts. It was evident to WIlliam that he could go much, much higher. ”Uh… I think I hit this thing’s limit on voltage… ten-million volts! Try the current or find another higher limit voltmeter?”
The danger room? That sounded both like an excellent place to rest out his power and an odd name for a room in a school. Maybe it was more a room to put dangerous things in and less a room that is dangerous? Needing an adult though removed that room as an option though. The chemistry lab was suggested as a back up. One that they could get into and would have equipment they could use.
”Let’s go! While I want to see the Danger Room, the chem lab will do.” William told himself he was betting a little too excited. He fired back at himself that he had a superpower and there was a way to test its limits. How could he not do it and what could be more exciting!
”Lead the way. I’ll carry these books.” William scooped up Evelyn’s books to carry for her, placing his lone book on top of the stack. There was no sense of her carrying them just to drop them again. Not spilling books everywhere is the soul of expediency. ”You can grab the science books.”
The woman gave William a smile. That plus the way the building looked was reassuring to William. He did not suspect that the sergeant would take him somewhere awful given his demeanor, but you never know for sure until you actually get there and meet the people. William smiled back. It was more of an attempt to be polite and reciprocate the expression.
“There are a couple issues.” The sergeant said as he returned the envelope to his inside jacket pocket. “As I said we couldn’t confirm his identity. He claims to be William Maxwell Faraday, but the only William Maxwell Faraday, born Juneteenth, 1988.” He looked over at the clearly not in his thirties William. “I matched his prints to the prints on file for William Maxwell Faraday, Esquire. The attorney. All the information the kid gave me matches too. Birthday, social, mother’s maiden name. The works.” He shrugged, “We caught him having a joyride in an electric car registered to William Faraday. The car is impounded. I can release it to the mansion if you all confirm his story and give me a call.”
Sergeant Bishop produced a business card and handed it to the woman.
The fingerprint detail was news to William. And the car was amazing… If that was his, that was amazing! He was ecstatic about the idea. So much so that he generated a small charge. Not enough to produce a corona but enough to float his hair a little.
The woman then realized she had not introduced herself. She directed her attention to William and introduced herself as Emily. William shook her hand, a small jolt of electricity passing from him when their hands made contact. ”Sorry!” William said, he thought that it was simply the cold dry air causing the static. ”Nice to meet you, Emily.”
“If you have any other questions you can feel free to call or email me. Otherwise I’ll check up on the kid in a few days.” Sergeant Bishop checked his watch, “For now I’m needed on patrol. Have a good evening.” he tipped his hat to Emily, “Take care kid.” He set his hand on William’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze before he made his way back to his squad car.
The electricity continued to flow in an ever increasing stream. William moved his hand further from the table. The current continued to where he wanted it to. With his arm further away he found that he could send it further away from his hand along the table but still control it.
William looked up at Evelyn when she asked him about it. ”The table is warm… Not so much the electricity itself. It is like it flows out of me with zero resistance. No resistance, no heat waste… It does feel like a lot of power now though.” William closed his hand, cutting off the current. He was worried that it might be dangerous. Its resemblance to lightning was too much. William knew electricity could be dangerous and he did not want to lose control and hurt Evelyn.
”Let’s do that. Find all the books and all the testing equipment!” William jumped to his feet, excited to measure his power. Only then did he realize, ”Where would we find an ammeter?” Other than finding the books he had no idea where to find anything useful in testing his power.
Still lit up like a purple burning candle, William stopped generating and held his hand over the table again. The current returned, pouring out power into the table. The corona faded quickly as the high voltage necessary for its existence was removed. William smiled. ”That worked.” he said to himself.
The voice responded to Sergeant Bishop. She was inviting them onto the grounds and opening the gate.
“That’ll work just fine ma’am.”
”What is this place?” William asked the sergeant as the gate opened.
“It’s a place for gifted youth like yourself. From time to time people from here help us out. They’re good people.” Sergeant Bishop motioned with his head for William to follow him as he turned to head through the gate onto the grounds.
The surprising thing to William was how much space there was. He had never been to New York CIty, but he had seen pictures and watched tv shows. The city always seemed like a concrete jungle where the only greenery was in Central Park.
As they walked, they saw a purple haired woman in a brown jacket walk out of the building and head their way. The sergeant waved at her as they approached. William saw her but not even the oddness of purple hair distracted him from how impressive the building and the grounds were.
Once they were close enough to not have to yell, the sergeant tipped his hat and said, “Good evening, Ma’am. Hope you guys helping the kid out isn’t an inconvenience.” He pulled an unsealed envelope out of his jacket pocket. "Leaving the kid here lets me lose this report and stay in good conscious."
Throughout the trial run of William’s power, Evelyn was providing a commentary of sorts. The most important comment being her urging him to not panic. And she was right in that it did stop. From there she immediately moved to dissect what his power was. Electrical generation but not storage. Which seemed odd to William.
Eventually, in an attempt to best convey information regarding William’s power to him, Evelyn took his hand.
[Energy gathering, slow discharge. Greater buildup equates to arches, total emptying of electricity. Solution, electric storage and/or device for redirection, control.]
Hearing the echoes was still wild to William. Hearing a commentary on what had just happened from a perspective that clearly had analyzed the situation. He could understand how if it was a constantly running commentary it could be annoying, but in moments like that it was incredible.
As Evelyn continued speaking, the corona continued to fade away. Slowly dimming until it was gone. His sink had emptied.
”I… I have no idea.” William was too new to the power to know if storing the electricity would prevent him from becoming a human tesla coil. ”It is certainly worth trying… Maybe… Maybe the arcing is because I’m generating electricity without releasing it?”
Getting carried away with testing out his power, William again filled his mind sink. The corona returned. This time as he further filled the sink he kept forcing electricity out through his hand. It shot into the table again and again before finally resolving into a continuous stream. ”It feels like it is getting easier to let it out.” He generated more and more electricity until the arcing started again. He kept forcing as much out through his hand as he could. The arcs slowly tapered off as he William was able to release enough charge to slowly offset the amount of charge he was generating.
William smiled. The stream of electricity he was releasing had an appearance of being almost of liquid lightning and gave of a purplish light as it cut through the air to the table. He found that he could control where the electricity contacted the table. He could move it left or right, up or down. The path seemed to be more the arc's own decision. William watched it his eyes reflecting the brilliant light.
”I have not learned much more than I have this power. I have shot things and people with electricity but I have had little to no success doing it intentionally.” The first time being in a police station. What a fun time that was.
Evelyn described how her power seemed to work in a context that was understandable. She then tried to make sense of WIlliam’s power. William not having been a massive science nerd did not know much about how electricity worked. Sure he knew the basics; negative flowed to positive, direct versus alternating current, and that it took the path of least resistance. Beyond that he did not have the faintest clue.
William tended to think of himself as fairly intelligent. Standardized testing and class rankings supported this belief. Next to Evelyn he was beginning to feel like a dullard. As a child she was a fount of knowledge. Which only served to make William even more envious of her power. An incomplete reading of a text and Evelyn was able to come up with a decent way to try and think about how William’s power might work.
”Let me try that.” Ion closed his eyes and attempted to follow Evelyn’s advice. He envisioned a sink with water running. The water was his power, the sink himself. He envisioned the sink filling to the brim. The corona discharge grew faintly in size and brightness. He imagined turning the faucet on more. The discharge grew more. ”I think it is working! I can feel the electricity flowing.”
Holding his hand above the table, William imagined splashing the water out of the sink. Electricity arced between his hand and the table. He imagined opening the faucet up all the way.
WIlliam’s eyes shot open as he felt his body give way to the power that was building inside of him. It was completely unable to contain the charge that had built within him. The corona discharge was gone. In its place arcs of electricity fired off from his body. Many fired off toward the ground, others arced to nearby objects that could behave as a conduit to the ground such as the table.
”Whoa!” William exclaimed and imagined shutting off the water. The arcing didn’t stop. ”It isn’t stopping!” He could feel that he was not generating any more electricity. The flow out of him did not cease.
Although… I was slowing.
The arcing reduced in frequency and the corona returned. Noticing this, William was visibly relieved. He was not prepared to become a walking tesla coil. ”Okay. It’s stopping… I guess once I generate it, it has to go somewhere?”