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.
>>"I don't want my kid covered in dog hair all the time. S'bad enough that blasted creature sheds all over my bed."
"If ya think Angua is bad, you should see Emmy after a full moon." Maya chuckled. they moved on to the bed department... but instead of rows of cute Sleeping Beauty cribs, there was only one weird piece of furniture on display.
>>"...Seriously? An entire store devoted to wailing ankle biters, and they only have one bed?"
"I know right? Where the..."
Before Maya could locate possible other options a helpful lady showed up and started trying to sell stuff to Megan. Maya tuned most of the sales pitch out.
>>"Is it designed for mutant children? Those features sound fine and all for human babies, but what if mine comes out sharing an x-gene with me? What if it simply turns into a spider and crawls up the sides?... Jesuscrist, this thing is the same price as a freakin' sports car!"
"Annnd we thank you for your patience but we are just looking right now." Maya grabbed Megan by the shoulders and steered her away from the gaping lady. Once they were clear she sighed.
"Look Megs I know ya've got funky hormones going right now but I don't think we should press the mutant thing right now. One of the whales might go into early labor or something..." she looked around "Maybe we are going about this all wrong. This is not really the place for large scale shopping for single mutant moms. How about we go look at some cheaper place?..."
She snorted, not bothering to protest, and abandoned her basket as Maya directed her out of the store. "Hormones shmormoes." Still, she snickered at the comment. It was probably for the best though, seeing as she was starting to get a bit of a stomach ache anyway. Probably from that ice cream she'd scarfed down earlier.
"Yeah, yeah. I guess you have a point." Where was there to go, though? Maybe one of those super stores she never bothered to visit, because of the hoard of people who tended to shop in droves. "Maybe i'll get lucky and this kid will come out walking and talking. Then he can buy his own damn clothes!"
She earned a few more startled looks as she headed toward an escalator, and rubbed her upset tummy absently. "Actually... scratch that. I wanna buy a ton of little baby onesies with hilarious sayings on them, like 'I only cry when ugly people hold me' or 'My mom is hotter than your mom'." She could envision it now.
Oh god, what was she thinking?! "...Maya, mercy kill me if I ever actually do that."
>>"Yeah, yeah. I guess you have a point. Maybe i'll get lucky and this kid will come out walking and talking. Then he can buy his own damn clothes!"
"That... is slightly disturbing" Maya muttered with a smirk as she steered the rambling mama-to-be out of the department store and back to the street. She knew that mutant children were capable of some strange stuff (she had been one of them back in the day) but walking and talking would have definitely hit the limit.
>>"Actually... scratch that. I wanna buy a ton of little baby onesies with hilarious sayings on them, like 'I only cry when ugly people hold me' or 'My mom is hotter than your mom'...Maya, mercy kill me if I ever actually do that."
Maya chuckled and patted Megan on the shoulder.
"Tell ya what, we're gonna buy a bulk of blank onesies and a bunch of textile markers, and we're gonna go to town on them. How does that sound?"
Sounded fun is what it sounded. Maya imagined tiny onesies with tiny X's on them. You can't start early enough.
She grinned, and stepped a little closer to her friend. "Sounds like if you keep talking like that and I may just put you in charge of all my parental decisions!" Blank onesies, who would'a thunk it?
Where to go was a bigger question than she liked, mainly because it meant she had to use her brain, and she was also feeling hungry again. Hungry with a stomach ache, not a good combination. "I dunno, somewhere that won't annoy the crap outta me." Pressing her hand to her stomach a little harder as the pain spiked, she slowed and headed for a bench. "Hold on a sec... Something I ate must be disagreeing with me. Or us... whatever." Did that happen when people got knocked up? Could a baby decide he didn't like the salad you ate earlier and give you hell the rest of the day for it? Considering what she'd gone through the first month and a half of the pregnancy, she was more than willing to cling to that thought. How she'd not lost a crap-ton of weight while praying to the porcelain goddess ever flippin' morning was a freaking mystery to her.
Frowning at everything in front of her, Megan set her purse down and eyed possible routes that bee-lined to the bathroom. AT this rate, she was sure she'd need one. "Could ya sit with my bag while I run to the little girls room? I should only be a moment or two." Without really waiting for an answer, she stood and shuffled off toward the loo.
Thirty minutes came and went while she was gone, and when she finally returned Megan was pale as a ghost and shaking. She wasn't sure what was going on, she wasn't a freakin' doctor, but her gut was screaming at her that something was wrong.
"Maya, something's wrong. I need to go to the hospital." Her insides clenched again, and she was barely able to bite back a groan. There was a trail of red that had crawled down one leg, staining the fabric of her pants. She was trying not to panic; Stay calm, Meg... stay calm. Everything's gonna be alright. She was also failing spectacularly at not panicking.
>>"Hold on a sec... Something I ate must be disagreeing with me. Or us... whatever. Could ya sit with my bag while I run to the little girls room? I should only be a moment or two."
Maya blinked and dutifully sat down with the bag to wait for Megan. Pregnant women were funny like that sometimes. She suspected that having another entity moving around in close proximity of one's bladder had to do something with that. Even though Megan was barely showing.
Time went by. Maya considered checking on Megan, but she knew that she would get yelled at if she walked in some awkward stuff happening. She decided to give it five more minutes.
When Megan showed up, Maya was on her feet before she spoke.
>>"Maya, something's wrong. I need to go to the hospital. I need to go now."
"I got ya" Maya said, flinging the bag on one shoulder and putting the other arm around Megan "I'll take you through the mirrors, faster that way. Let me know if you need to stop."
Into the nearest mirror they went. Maya navigated the route between downtown and the Mansion multiple times, she knew the fastest mirror route to get there.
It was the first time she had ever seen Maya's power at work. It was something to behold, for sure, if she hadn't been busy inwardly panicking. Was this because she had gotten in that fight with Allison? The doctor at the Sanctuary had assured her that everything was okay. Then again, it was the sanctuary. Who was to say he hadn't simply lied to her?
Of all the thoughts going through her head in the dizzying, fast paced journey from the mall toward the mansion, one kept poking its nose into the forefront of her mind. It was her fault. She had been the one who'd gotten in over her head, and now it was coming back to bite her in the ass. There were always consequences; getting brought back to life with no ill effects should have obviously been a lie.
With her eyes squeezed shut for most of the journey, she kept one arm around Maya and the other around herself. A mantra of everything will be alright was on loop, then suddenly replaced by her friends calming words. You're gonna be fine.
She was gonna be fine. The baby would be fine. Everything. Would. Be. Fine. Clinging to those words didn't stop her from praying to every god and goddess she would think up. This wasn't what she wanted... she wanted to be a mom, even if she complained and gripped about it to everything with ears. She wanted this child... she could be a good parent.
Megan watched the interaction through lidded eyes, scowling at the doctor when he first appeared. She wasn't a fan of people like him on good days, least of all right now. The seriousness in Maya's voice however, made the situation all the more important.
"Alright, Megan. Let me take a look at you." The old doctor neared her, even though she was eyeing him with the same intensity of a caged animal. Considering that Mirror had informed him of her pregnancy, even if she did have enough of a bump is expert eyes to tell, meant he knew where to look first. As gentle as he could he reached out to place his palm on her stomach, just above where she was clutching. The warm, golden glow of his power activating caught her by surprise for a moment, before she felt the heat roll through her.
Calm, relaxing warmth. This went on for a good number of minutes, the good doctor checking here, touching there, each time he made contact he was given a vision in return. Some of them were bad, to say the least, which made him glance at her at length more than once. Megan continued glowering back, her bottom lip pinched between her teeth, while flicking glances at Maya every so often.
She had no idea how the Doc's power worked, aside from snippets she had heard here and there. "What's wrong with me?" The question came out as more of a demand, but the doctor paid not attention to it. "... Perhaps it would be best if we discussed this in private, Megan." He told her, standing back up after his examination was done. He glanced at Maya, Megan glanced at Maya; dread filled her.
It was a question she appreciated, actually. Megan had always been a private person. This was a different situation, though. Something she wasn't prepared to deal with on her own. Maya was her only support, and just as involved as she was. More importantly, she was her friend.
"Anything you can say to me, you can say to her." Was her final reply. With a shallow sigh, the Doctor dragged up a seat in front of where Megan was seated, and sat himself down.
"I am afraid I have bad news.. none of which will be easy for you, Megan. The baby... didn't survive."
She hung her head, pressing the heels of her palms into her eyes. The doctor gave her a moment, before continuing. "From what I can tell it was due to your mutation... however, what I have seen leads me to believe that you are unable to bear children."
He continued on, something about needing to run further tests or whatever, but Megan had tuned him out. There were too many questions screaming at her; How? When? Why now?
She... she just needed to think a moment. She just needed to rest or something.
Maya just stared, completely stunned by what DocProf was saying. It was one of those moments in life when one can't even comprehend that what is happening is real. She watched Megan bury her face in her hands, and her heart sank through the floor.
Megan... was not going to have a baby. Ever. That fact was just made a lot worse because a healer was saying it. Maya realized with a pang of dread that she had never seen DocProf fail before.
Moving over to the bed she put and arm around Megan's shoulders and pulled her close. There really wasn't anything to say. The last thing she said was the promise that Megan was going to be fine.
The doctor threw more meaningless information at her. Blood tests to be done, exams to be preformed. It was recommended that she rest, and stay on mansion grounds until things within her body returned to normal. No pills were prescribed, as there were plenty of ways for mutants to nullify the pain she was feeling without unneeded chemicals.
She refused. The pain was her own, and was currently better than the emptiness inside. After a while she was left alone in the room, except for Maya by her side. More than a few tears had escaped, but she'd more or less managed to control herself.
Her stomach still hurt, a physical twisting now combined with a mental anguish. "... Guess I won't be needing those onesies after all." Sighing, Megan clasped her hands in her lap and leaned on her elbows heavily. "Meh. It's probably for the best. Me being a mom was kindof'a joke anyway, right?... Now it's just one less thing I have... have'ta worry about."
She could get past this... sure. She could get past anything. Nothing had stopped her yet, even though she'd had some close calls. This was just another bump in the road.
... just.. just another bump.
"...I gotta get outta here. I need some air.. or.. or Sh*t." Somehow, even if she tried really, really hard, she didn't think anything short of a coma would make this problem go away fast enough.
>>"... Guess I won't be needing those onesies after all... Meh. It's probably for the best. Me being a mom was kindof'a joke anyway, right?... Now it's just one less thing I have... have'ta worry about."
Maya held Megan quietly. At least one of them had to hold it together. The mirrorwalked had to admit silently that she had always thought she was experienced with loss. She was wrong. What, just because she never had a father and Mom wandered away did not mean she knew anything about... Losing a baby.
>>"...I gotta get outta here. I need some air.. or.. or Sh*t."
"I gotcha."
The moment there was something to do Maya was back on her feet, one arm still around Megan's shoulders as she led her to the mirror.
"Don't tell DocProf about this."
They made their way around the Mansion so no one could spot them, and walked out into the back of the grounds, where the hedge maze started.
"We won't be bothered here." Maya nodded towards a bench "But I can't let ya run around. Wanna sit?..."
>>"... Guess I won't be needing those onesies after all... Meh. It's probably for the best. Me being a mom was kindof'a joke anyway, right?... Now it's just one less thing I have... have'ta worry about."
Maya held Megan quietly. At least one of them had to hold it together. The mirrorwalked had to admit silently that she had always thought she was experienced with loss. She was wrong. What, just because she never had a father and Mom wandered away did not mean she knew anything about... Losing a baby.
>>"...I gotta get outta here. I need some air.. or.. or Sh*t."
"I gotcha."
The moment there was something to do Maya was back on her feet, one arm still around Megan's shoulders as she led her to the mirror.
"Don't tell DocProf about this."
They made their way around the Mansion so no one could spot them, and walked out into the back of the grounds, where the hedge maze started.
"We won't be bothered here." Maya nodded towards a bench "But I can't let ya run around. Wanna sit?..."