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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It took everything in Valkyrie's power not to burst into a gigglefit when Mirror insinuating this big boss either had a thing for cavemen or was a minuteman. She was unsure which of these he might hate more, but regardless, he was steamed. Becca had to hand it to Gawain; he knew how to take funny, easy shots at sexist fascists. If they were not at death's door, she would be turned on. (Maybe she was a little turned on anyway.
"You child! Only the pure, strong men shall inherit the future!" Seeing red, the minister turned his weapon toward Mirror, and Valkyrie sprang into action. She could not focus on Mirror; she just had to trust he knew what he was doing.
With all the strength she could muster, Valkyrie threw a punch, with her metal-clad fist making contact with the minister's temple. He went down, hard. Valkyrie scoffed ignoring the blood she felt on her lip. "Then it's a shame you were too weak to stop a mutt of a woman."
When she was met with no response from the seemingly unconscious villain, Becca turned around an rushed to the window. She had to look down toward the stands and the pitch. If she was wrong, and that attack caught Mirror...
>>"You child! Only the pure, strong men shall inherit the future!"
>>"Then it's a shame you were too weak to stop a mutt of a woman."
Gawain sure as hell hoped Becca was recording all this, because that was some high fantasy level epic exchange right there. The man went down like a clubbed seal, and Becca moved to look out the window. Gawain, on his part, merged out of the mirror on the floor with a grin. The flash drive was still in the panel where the guy had indicated it; Mirror picked it up and sank it into a pouch on his belt.
"Good timing." he said, reaching out to take Becca's hand "Now can we please get the hell out of here?"
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> "Good timing. Now can we please get the hell out of here?"
The moment Becca heard that familiar voice, she spun on her heels and tossed herself into Gawain, wrapping him up in a hug, not caring about how sore and in pain she was. "Noo we can. Let's drop thes scumbag at th' authorities and scram oan th' jet." The sounds of men approaching through the halls was another good indicator that it was time to head out. Those men were lucky; had Valkyrie spotted Mirror on the floor, unmoving, they would have seen how dangerous a mutant could really be.
With a trip into the mirrorverse, the pair vanished and reappeared at the local authorities. Even after giving them the thumb drive and sending them a copy of his villainous rant, Valkyrie and Mirror were justifiably worried the day's events would be minimized or swept under the rug. All they could do was hope. Well, hope, and upload Valkyrie's video to the internet. The government would try to protect this asshole, but she hoped the youth of the nation Kovács was so concerned about would not let him forget the choices he made today.
Finally back on the jet, Valkyrie could let herself slip back into Becca-mode. It was not immediate; when they got to the jet, concern for one another took over. They took turns applying first aid to one another, with Rebecca admittedly needing more TLC by way of dozens of bandages.
It was Becca's turn and she was tending to the electric burns localized around Gawain's neck when she finally said what was on her mind. "Ah hate thes sometimes. Ah loove whit we dae, but Ah felt like Ah almost lost ye loch three times today. Th' thought of it..." Rebecca shook her head, trying to shake those thoughts away. "Ah cannae lose ye, Gawain. Ah need ye tay much."
As they dropped off an unconscious and thoroughly disgusting piece of garbage at the authorities, Mirror was kind of worried that they would find the jet damaged or even destroyed. Did his influence reach that far, or was he hedging his bets and keeping it safe just in case? The jet could not be flown by someone who was not authorized, but when did that ever stop megalomaniacs from tying to acquire shiny things?
Once they were on board, Gawain made sure there were no stowaways trying to launch an ambush, and then he insisted on getting airborne a.s.a.p. before the First Men could come up with another surprise. Only when the autopilot kicked in at cruising altitude did he feel like he could finally relax.
Well, not really. Both of them were in terrible shape. Becca needed some serious first aid for all the cuts. Most of them were, luckily, superficial, but Gawain still helper her clean and bandage them as they peeled off the uniform, making sure there was no shrapnel left in her skin. It looked worse than it was, honestly, but it did look bad. The whole thing had been bad.
Gawain frowned and winced as it was Becca's turn to take care of his injuries. If DocProf did not chime in, he was going to be sore for days.
>>"Ah hate thes sometimes. Ah loove whit we dae, but Ah felt like Ah almost lost ye loch three times today. Th' thought of it... Ah cannae lose ye, Gawain. Ah need ye tay much."
Gawain sighed and leaned, over, resting his forehead against her shoulder as she stood next to him.
"I was scared too, you know. This was... way too close. If I didn't make the jump, you would have been left alone in there..."
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Being an X-Man had caused problems in previous relationships. Becca’s girlfriends were justifiably concerned about trying to love someone who felt the need to throw herself into life-threatening danger. That led to arguments where those lovers either expressed disapproval toward Becca’s life choice, or went so far as to ask if she would consider giving up the vigilante life.
Through tear-filled arguments, never once did Becca consider stepping away from that life. It was too much a part of who she was; who she became over the years. Even when she was in England for school, she could not resist the urge to go out at night; London had crime of its own, after all.
Loving Gawain, Becca could understand where Agnes and Vanessa’s strong feelings came from. The thought of a mission Mirror did not come back from shook her to her core. If she was not an X-Man, she might make her own tearful pleas.
But she was, and she understood Mirror. She understood the need to suit up and risk their lives to stop fascist human supremacists or rampaging mutant threats. ”Ye daft jerk. Loch Ah’d let ye lae me aloyn. Whenever we're it thaur, Ah'll be thaur tae protect ye. Ye dornt gie tae die oan me, an' Ah refuse tae die oan ye, ye got 'at?”
Becca’s fingers lightly caressed away from Gawain’s neck to his cheek, and finally the back of his head so she could pull him close. She felt the warmth of his forehead pressed to hers and the throbbing pain of her injuries became easier to ignore. ”Ah loove ye tay much tae ever lit ye gae again, Gawain Morris.” Now that the mortal peril had passed and they were up in the sky where she could take stock of what she almost lost, Becca closed her eyes and kissed Gawain.
It was not the first time they had been in a life-threatening situation together, and it was certainly not going to be the last. Apart from being a couple, Mirror and Becca functioned as a team unit within the X-men, which made them perfect for smaller missions. Except, when the small mission went wrong, it was a lot more scary to watch the other put their life in danger.
>> ”Ye daft jerk. Loch Ah’d let ye lae me aloyn. Whenever we're it thaur, Ah'll be thaur tae protect ye. Ye dornt gie tae die oan me, an' Ah refuse tae die oan ye, ye got 'at?”
"Yes ma'am" Gawain smirked, resting his forehead against hers. He loved that about Becca, that she always went towards danger, and refused to quit out of fear. It could have torn a couple apart to constantly worry for the other, wanting them to stop doing what they did best.
>>”Ah loove ye tay much tae ever lit ye gae again, Gawain Morris.”
Gawain smiled, and he would have responded, but Becca was already kissing him. There was a hint of desperation in the way they kissed. Again, it was not the first time the adrenaline had this effect on them after a fight... and it certainly was not going to be the last. Gawain carefully wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, conscious of all the cuts and bandages on her body. As much as he wanted to get closer, both of them were pretty roughed up from the fight. "Is this alright?" he muttered against her lips. Was it? It felt like only yesterday that they had made some kind of a point about doing things aboard the jet...
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This was Becca's lot in life, and she would choose it again gladly. She and Mirror would go side-by-side into the heart of the fire, and they would survive it because they were together. She would be happy doing this. She wanted a life with Gawain, fighting the world for as long as they were both able. She wanted a life with him forever, but she kept that truth to herself, at least for now.
For the moment, she instead focused on the growing intensity of the kisses they shared. She focused on her need for Gawain, placing her hands carefully against his bare chest. Getting out of their costumes to treat one another did half the work for them, and Becca pressed herself against her boyfriend, ignoring any pulses of pain from her cuts or her bruised waist. "Ah'll be damned if Ah'm lettin' rules ur wounds ur anythin else stop me frae hain' ye richt noo, luv," she whispered, before losing herself in the most important person she had in her life.