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.
Eisley said having credit cards and a driver's licence was cool. "Eh, it starts out cool, but quickly errs toward the mundane over time" She stated plainly.
Before she even answered about how long she'd been out here, L could tell it had been forever. She turned and weaved through the streets like it was natural. L felt like an elephant following a mouse through a cheese maze. It was really amazing, if you didn't take into account how cripplingly depressing it was. It enforced that she was doing the right thing inviting this girl over.
Eight years, though. Eight years? "How old are you?" She asked... She clearly wasn't ten, though she did look small.
L raised an eyebrow at the talk of kids getting kidnapped more. That wasn't good. Had she seen that on the news? Honestly, she didn't watch much anymore, on account of everything being depressing.
She turned down an alley, and froze in her tracks when the girl asked what a routine was. "Oh... Right..." No schooling... What a world they lived in. She covered her eyes to hide the slight welling of tears as she followed after. "A Routine is a group of tasks you do every day, or week. All that really matters is if it's on a regular schedule. OH, and mundane means boring, plain." She added in that last one, realizing she would have to explain her vocabulary to this girl.
She would refuse to limit it, though. This girl would have to learn these words if she wanted to talk to her.
Eisley's expression slackened into one of polite ignorance as the girl spoke, dropping words she didn't have meanings for right and left. Guess it was time to start pretending!
"Uh...." She repeated, eyebrows creasing for the billionth time. "I dunno? I always just tell people it's 16. Most of the time they believe it." It was funny what you could get away with when people barely had enough energy to waste on you while you were out running around surviving.
Her mother hadn't ever really bothered with things like birthdays and such, and it wasn't like she had any doctors records or something to go off of. Generally, people didn't bother her much about her age so long as she looked scrappy and boyish enough. They did tend to ask more if she looked like a girl, though.
The girl explained what 'routine' mean, and Eisley soaked it in. It made sense. Mundane even made some sense. She wasn't sure what an Errs was though. this girl was high-class for sure.
They only had a few more blocks before 5th. Eisley wondered what kinda car the girl had.
This girl was not 16. No how no way. L gave her another look up and down. I mean, she might be older than the 10 that she'd last pegged her at, but there was no way a 16 year old was shorter than her. 13, maybe? It's not like she had any way of knowing, poor thing. Better not to dwell.
She turned around a corner, and, well, the girl really did know where she was going! There was her car. And you better @#$^ing bet it was pink!
No rainbows or unicorns, though, but a Rexus symbol shone proudly on the back. Damn right if she was going to drive a car it was going to be bougie. She skipped forward, grinning to herself. Oh, after all of these ratty streets and dark alleys it was nice to be back to something familiar. "Okay! It's not far to my place! Twenty minutes or so. You'll love it. It's big, you can take a bath, a shower, eat ice cream! It'll be heavenly!"
She opened the door of her car after pushing the clicker, and revealed a rig often made for those with dwarfism to be able to reach the petals, as well as a considerable booster seat. She put a leg up to try and pull herself up.
Her mood quickly shifted though when the girl started going on about baths and ice cream. Both of those things were things she hadn't had in a long time! A bath alone... Her eyes tripled in size as she stood rooted to the spot outside the car, staring at the blond like she was an angel.
But... then reality kicked in and her expression of wonder shifted into one of one of slight suspicion. It was too much to hope for and all of the adults always have some smart expression of things like this. 'Too good to be true.'
The girl was struggling to pull herself into the seat, red dress in tatters but still sounding chipper and upbeat. Eisely looked down at her dirty shoes for a moment while thinking. Should she go? Would it be as bad as her brain thought it could be?
She took a small step backward, hands curling around the straps of her backpack as her stuffed unicorn bounced around in back. A sad conflicted expression settled on her round little face as she looked back to the blond and her fancy car.
When L would turn to find her, Eisley would be gone.
L looked around a little bit, the excited smile still lingering on her face for a moment as she tried to look over onto the other side of the car to see if she'd gone around.
Her smile slowly sunk as she realized that Eisley wasn't here. She'd gone. She smile was all but gone, leaving the bottom lip to shudder for just a second as she composed herself.
"Oh."
She looked over again to the empty street one last time, and then back up to her seat. With great effort she pulled herself up, started the car, and drove off.
