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 Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
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.
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"Mom..."
She prodded the sleeping woman's shoulder again, and again received no response. Another aggrivated sigh left her, and she reached out to shake her mother's shoulder.
"Mom!"
The woman snored loudly in response, and hiked her blanket up over her head.
"Mom! Mom! MOOOOM!" Climbing up onto the couch, the thirteen-year old started to hop and bounce. The resulting chaos forced her mother to groan, yank the blanket down, and glare at her daughter through one bleary eye.
"Uuugh... Elke, what? What is it this time?" With a little grin, the Native stopped jumping up and down on the sofa cushion.
"Can I have twenty bucks?"
"No."
"Can I take the dirt bike out for a ride?"
"No, it's your brothers. Ask him."
"Can I take the truck into down?"
"No."
"Can I invite some of my friends over and have a party?"
"No!"
"Can I go walking in the forest?"
"N--...Jesus, Elke.... Since when have you ever asked my permission to do that?" Her mother was adopting a slightly-more-than-annoyed tone. It truly warmed Elke's little heart.
"Never." She hummed, "But I wanted to try it, just to see what it felt like."
A deadpan stare was leveled on her. "What do you want? If nothing, then go away and let me sleep."
"Where'd Dakota and William go?" She questioned finally, hopping back off the couch.
With a sigh, her mother rolled over again and ducked back under her blanket. Elke had to lean in a little to hear her muffled reply.
"I don't know, Elke... just... just go look for them somewhere. anywhere but here!"
Pursing her lips, the Native glanced around the dark living room, before shrugging and heading off toward the front door. She paused before her hand could so much as touch the knob, and turned back to squint at her mother's buried form.
"You know... Dad dates women who look a lot like you..." A brief moment of silence fell over the room, then.. " 'cept they all look like floozy's."
"Elke!"
The young Native scuttled out the door as fast as she could to flee her mother's outrage.
Finding her brothers was easier than normal. They were lounging around the back yard. tossing a football back and forth while talking about school or something. Elke couldn't rightly decipher most of what they were talking about, save for the fact that it had something to do with girls. Probably cheerleaders, if she knew her brothers as well as she thought she did.
Pausing along side the house, just out of sight, she watched them for a moment. She'd found them, yes... but she didn't really know what she'd wanted to find them for. Boredom simply demanded that she find something to entertain herself with.
Normally if she approached either of her brothers, they tended to drop what they were doing in order to torment her mercilessly, but sometimes they'd let her play with them. Squinting, Elke tapped her chin thoughtfully. Maybe it was worth the risk?
A few moments later, the native stepped around the side of the house and cautiously approached the two boys. They didn't notice her until she was nearly along side them, and when they did the game abruptly ended.
"What do you want, squirt?"
With dark eyes as wide as a startled dear, the girl shifted and cleared her throat. "I... uh... can I play?"
Both boys shared a look with each other, cocky little smiles curling the corners of their lips. One shrugged, "I dunno... Dakota, what do you think?"
Dakota's smile shifted into a grin, one that Elke's tended to reflect, "I don't see what not, William. The Moose want's to play, let her play!" Dakota tossed the football in his hands Elke's way, earning a squeak of surprise from the girl as she fumbled to catch it. Not a moment later, William's giant shadow blocked out the sun, and the wind rushed out of her as he tackled her to the ground.
"Hope you like full contact football, moose!" She heard the other bellow, before he dog piled on top.
From around the corner of the house, the real Elke twitched and shifted uncomfortably. Full contact? Against dual one hundred and fifty pound opponents?! Man... was she ever happy she'd been mistrusting enough to send a clone out first. Grumbling about her brothers, the Native reached for the slingshot in her back pocket.
"C'mon! Say it, Moose! Say it or you eat dirt!"
One brother had the clone trapped in an arm lock, while the other was slowly advancing on her with a grassy clump of dirt in his hand. What was that thing wriggling around in it?... oh, a worm. Trying as hard as she could to keep her mouth shut and stick to her boss' plan, the clone was getting a little restless. If she didn't say anything, what would happen?
"Open up wide for the mud pie, kiddo!" Dangit, she couldn't hold it in anymore" " That's not a mud pie! Mud pies are squishy, wet, and delishious!"
Before either brother could question what she'd just said, Elke let loose a marble from her slingshot. The well aimed hit smacked solidly into William's left butt cheek, earning a yelp from him. Elke hopped out from her hiding place with another marble already aimed and ready. "Damnit! It's a clone!" Elke's second marble popped Dakota in the right bicep, and he dropped the clone.
"Get to da choppaaaaa!" She shook her weapon at them, then turned and fled from her brothers rage as fast as she possibly could.
Elke's cry for retreat fell on deaf ears, as her brothers abandoned the clone. It spotted the dropped clump of dirt and grass, pointed at it and shouted after them as they charged after their sister. "Are you gonna eat this!?"