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 door to the Jet was open. Whoever was inside was not taking a lot of precautions about being caught. That worried Maya. The intruder was either way too secure in their abilities to infiltrate the hangar... or way too dumb. Dumb was sometimes the more dangerous of the two.
Becca took the lead. Maya kept an eye out just in case the intruder also left a lookout hiding somewhere in the hangar. Becca disappeared inside the jet... then appeared again with a yelp, red in the face, looking thoroughly disturbed.
"Becks?" Maya blinked, hurrying up to the door to look in. She'd expected to see a lot of things... but definitely not the eyeful of scrambling-to-stand buck naked teenagers that she got. "Oh for f**** sake..."
Maya joined Becca in standing with her back to the pile of awkward (and some tentacles) inside the Jet, trying hard to find an appropriate reaction.
"Sooo... Uhh." she glanced at Becca "How do we... um. What's out approach here?"
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Becca wanted to give Maya some kind of warning before she walked on the Jet, but being flustered had a way of leaving you tongue-tied. She managed a fumbled, ”Maybe dinnae—um,” before Maya was groaning and heel-turning to join her with their backs to the scene.
She could hear the boy awkwardly releasing his partner from his tentacles, and the girl was trying to navigate the space of the cabin without bumping into anything with her wings. From what Becca could hear, she was not doing well.
Maya got Becca’s attention back, because she was right; they had to say something, and it was best if they planned to go in as a unified front. ”That’s. Um. Guid question.” She was oddly well-equipped to know what it was like to be in this position, so she thought back to her youth. ”Ah’m sure they’re feelin’ awkward enough. We shoods make it clear they dinnae need tae feel shame abit this, bit the X-Jet isnae the right place fer this.”
After a pause, Becca accidentally let a chuckle escape, which both almost-now dressed teenagers eyed her for. ”Sorry,” she said loud enough for them to hear, before dropping her voice so it was just for Maya. ”Ye knae, in some ways, thes is probably karma fer us. Like, it woods be us.” Now they could have the uncomfortable task of explaining how the X-Jet was not a place for sexual awakening like the hypocrites they were.
When the sounds of rustling and shifting died down, Becca asked over her shoulder. ”Are ye decent enough fer us tae turn aroond?”
Maya was seriously beginning to wonder if Sam had somehow ascended into godhood recently, and was now playing games to take revenge on Mirror for giving him so much grief when s/he was a teenager. She rolled her eyes and sighed. At least she was not doing this one alone.
>>”That’s. Um. Guid question. Ah’m sure they’re feelin’ awkward enough. We shoods make it clear they dinnae need tae feel shame abit this, bit the X-Jet isnae the right place fer this.”
"Right. Good." Becca had the more practical attitude towards handling this situation. And yes, teens should not be shamed about sex. As long as they were safe. And did it away from... eyes.
>>”Ye knae, in some ways, thes is probably karma fer us. Like, it woods be us.”
"Oh, I am painfully aware." Maya chuckled. "Let's not tell them that, though."
>>”Are ye decent enough fer us tae turn aroond?”
There were some embarrassed mutterings from the inside of the Jet, and Maya decided to live dangerously, and take that as a yes. She turned cautiously around to face the two ashamed teenagers dressed haphazardly in random pieces of clothing.
"Alright, just to make it clear, we are not angry at you for... getting physical, as long as you are both okay with it. And you are safe. So we're gonna have a talk about safety later. For now, what we do want to talk about is your... choice of venue."
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This was something they could do. Maya and Becca were adults now, but they were not far removed from being the inquisitive teens figuring things out in the X-Jet. Becca made a side-career partially based on giving advice, sometimes on topics exactly like this. It was admittedly more awkward when the talk was face-to-face and right after the act, but they could handle this.
Maya took the lead, and she was right. They were not the perfect people to talk about having sex in appropriate places, but it was a conversation that had to take place. ”We gie that ye’re at an age where ye want tae be mair… exploratory. And that’s healthy! Really, as lang as ye’re baith consenting,” she clarified. ”Bit ye hae tae be careful abit getting… physical in public places. This is a private thing, and ye never know who might stumble intae it who is nae willing.” Case in point, the two teachers standing before them.
The teenagers, as expected, were still flushed and mortified. The young woman mumbled, “Yes, Miss Grey.”
“We were going to go to my room,” the boy admitted, “but my roommate was there.”
And they chose to go to a military-grade jet in a secret hangar for their sexcapades. That was the most teenage thought process Becca had ever heard. She did not mean to chuckle, but it did escape. ”Maybe next time, send him a text. Things like this… they happen saimtimes. People are human.” Even English teachers and mirrorwalkers. ”Jist… be conscious of th’ people ye might be gettin’ involved accidentally. Imagine if th’ X-Men got called t’ a scene? Instead ay Maya and Ah, it coods hae been Jorge and Mama T.”
Yes, based on the reactions, being busted by the de facto Matron and Patron of the mansion would have, in fact, been worse. ”Exactly. Sae, ye know, in th’ future pick yer spots a wee bit more carefully.” Said Rebecca Grey. The Hypocrite.
Becca had the same attitude towards teens having sex as Mirror, or probably most of the adults around the Mansion: They were going to do it no matter what, so it was better if they knew how to do it safely, with consent, and in the appropriate places. The latter part was harder to work out sometimes than the rest. Becca reminded the ashamed duo that they were not in trouble for boinking - but rather, the place they decided to do so.
Maybe we should have the clean the Jet.
>>“Yes, Miss Grey.”
>>“We were going to go to my room, but my roommate was there.”
Ah, roommates. The bane of teenage romance. Maya couldn't help but chuckle.
>>”Maybe next time, send him a text. Things like this… they happen saimtimes. People are human. Jist… be conscious of th’ people ye might be gettin’ involved accidentally. Imagine if th’ X-Men got called t’ a scene? Instead ay Maya and Ah, it coods hae been Jorge and Mama T.”
Ugh. Did she have to go there? Maya bit back a snort in the last moment. Oh God. The kids definitely shared the sentiment...
>>”Exactly. Sae, ye know, in th’ future pick yer spots a wee bit more carefully.”
"What Becca said" Maya nodded, trying to look stern and not break out laughing at the irony of them giving this talk. "The Jet is off limits. So is the Danger Room, no matter what Sam says. And... um, the library. The pool... for heck's sake, don't do it in the pool. Or the hedge maze..."
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Becca nodded along with Maya's suggestions, though she did wince at the mention of at least one of them. "Yeah, nae canoodlin' in th' library. Ye'll get caught. Trust me." That definitely was not tipping her hand.
At least the teens seemed relieved to not be in trouble and receptive to the advice from their elders. Dear God; they were the elders. "Okay, Ah think ye learned yer lesson, sae why dorn't ye head back tae one of yer rooms?"
The pair nodded, apologizing profusely as they made their escape from the awkward situation they created for themselves. When it was clear Maya and Becca were the last people in the hangar, the Scot breathed a heavy sigh of relief, snaking her arms around Maya's waist. "Well, aw things considered, 'at could hae been a lot worse. Th' kids are nae traumatized, and we were only kinda hypocrites abit it. Ah think that's what ye'd call adultin?"
>> "Yeah, nae canoodlin' in th' library. Ye'll get caught. Trust me."
Maya arched an eyebrow at her girlfriend. "Library?..." she whispered. Whoever had gotten caught canoodling in there, it had not been Maya... not since her teenage years anyway.
>>"Okay, Ah think ye learned yer lesson, sae why dorn't ye head back tae one of yer rooms?"
The teens cleared out at a breakneck speed, leaving the two of them alone in the doorway of the Jet. They both breathed a sigh of relief, and Maya bit back a laugh. Becca wrapped her arms around her.
>>"Well, aw things considered, 'at could hae been a lot worse. Th' kids are nae traumatized, and we were only kinda hypocrites abit it. Ah think that's what ye'd call adultin?"
"Nah" Maya grinned, touching her nose to Becca's freckles "Adulting is not making out here now that we have the Jet to ourselves."
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Becca bit her tongue when Maya whispered the question. No need to explain all that while the kids were still shuffling out. Maybe they could end their night with a glass of wine and share awkward stories of their first times. Maybe one of the teachers caught them, too.
Now that they were alone, they could feel rewarded with a job well done. It would be very tempting to reward themselves with a little PDA of their own, but Becca thought better of it.
Though she did plant a kiss on Maya’s cheek after her girlfriend did her the favor of getting so close. ”It’s very temptin’ dear, bit we’ve got hungry kids tae gie back tae and mair French toast tae make.” Besides, they had an apartment of their own to fool around in when they were done.