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.
She asked why he was upset, so bothered by his simple mistake. But it wasn't simple to Sylar, his entire body was a weapon, he could push too hard and punch his claws right through a person, or lose his temper and break something or someone, having so much feral strength in the hands of someone who was still essentially a child was terrifying, and Sylar still wasn't comfortable enough to let go and explore that part of himself. "I'm scared of it, of this thing. When I don't pay attention I'm smashing through walls, or tearing something to shreds. Losing control...is an issue for me." Keeping his distance for a moment, he thought about Megan's words.
Mistakes were a natural part of life, to teach a lesson was their main role. But what happened when you weren't a natural part of life, what happened when a human mind was piloting a monstrous predator, a creature that could wreck the frail human world around it at a moments notice. Could he make simple human mistakes then? Were they no longer human error, but monstrous in nature? That's what bothered him, when he made a mistake now, it was way worse than it should be. "It's kind of why I lived in the sewers for the past couple years. Down there I didn't have to worry about other people, hurting them or worse." Escaping was Sylar's default answer, the animal instinct that had taken over his personality since he was 12.
"I just get a bit freaked out around other people. Sorry to over react." He apologized, feeling bad for having screwed up when she asked him to do something so simple. He really did need more experience with people, so stuff like this wouldn't rattle him so much.
Arms packed with her boxes, she angled an irritated look his way and frowned. Hearing people apologize was probably one of her worst pet peeves. She didn't say sorry for all the the crap she did on a regular basis, so why should anyone else?
"If you make a mistake and people aren't willing to understand your circumstances, then they don't deserve to breath the same air as you. Look, i'm not going to blow up all over you for knocking me off a chair. I asked you to do it, knowing full well what the possible consequences were." She was rather happy she had a whole shoulder, though. Since he was talking about slicing things to shreds.
"You live in a world where humans and us have to live together. Most of us put our big boy pants on and suck it up. Some don't, but who gives a shit what they think? They suck anyway."
Megan yelled at Sylar, condemning his over usage of apologies, though the boy wasn't sure what else to do in the situation. Interacting with people was difficult, like walking on eggshells, always afraid you'd say or do something wrong, and in Sylar's case doing the wrong thing could lead to violence, mostly because he was never sure how he'd react to something with his screwed up monster instincts. "Sor...er.." He tried to mumble before shushing himself, his personality going completely timid while Megan took over the conversation.
She seemed more upset that he was just apologizing repeatedly rather than him actually hurting her or putting her at risk, what an odd person she was. Though considering Roach's taste in friends and employees, perhaps she fit right in and Sylar had yet to cast off his original naivete. "I'm still not used to living with people again...This is a lot harder than living alone in a sewer ever was...and wow does that statement sound outrageous." Sylar said, stopping himself as he realized that he was struggling more with having room mates than living alone in a cold dank sewer and constantly fighting to not starve to death. How horrible was the human life style?
"I was timid even when I was normal, so I didn't spend much time with other people, even in school." After all, Sylar's time at school had been cut short by many years, and even now he was only sixteen. But his mental and social skills were probably even younger than that, the analogy of bumping around in the dark always seemed to fit the boy's personality. "I guess I just need to grow thicker skin..." He said, the humor of the statement not lost on him considering he was already covered in thick fleshy armor. "Last time, but sorry." He said, mustering up a bit more courage as he steadied his thoughts thank to Megan's pressure. "Is your shoulder alright?" He asked, his voice still far softer than a man's should be, but at least he'd moved past that little panic attack.