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.
Running was easy for her since her's was a mental strain vs a physical strain. She didn't spare the boy a sideways glance while running.
"I am." She replied simply, sounding remarkably not winded for a person running full tilt without stopping. "This form is merely a construct I created. Um, like a suit? I am inside it." Indeed, if his ears were keen enough he might be able to notice that her voice wasn't coming from her human-looking mouth, but instead from somewhere around the stomach. There were a lot of oddities one could notice if they looked closely enough at her.
"The smell is getting stronger. We are close."
She slowed near the entrance of an alley where sobbing could be heard, and barely had enough time to dive and roll out of the way as half of a whole car went sailing through where she had been standing a moment before. The crunch and squeal of metal on the pavement as it hit the ground behind them blocked out the sobbing for a moment. Hiyori stood once more and let her eyes finally fall on the source of the spilled blood.
A man was on the ground and out cold from what she could see. His chest was still rising and falling so he was still alive, but there was a considerable amount of blood on the ground. A woman was further in the alley, toward the back. She had blood on her in various places but seemed to be mostly unharmed. She was weeping loudly and covering her head with her arms, making muffled murmuring noises.
The source of the distress stood in the middle. An impossibly large, shifting mass staggered left and right. Arms that seemed to be undecided on what they wanted to look like flailed about and struck out at anything close. The other half of the car was by the figure and leaking gas and oil all over the cement. The sharp smell of it caused her nose to wrinkled from within her construct.
"... This place has seen a lot of death. Old. The spirits are restless here." She could feel them... lingering energies shifting about all through the air. The walls, the ground. Everywhere.
The figure roared, an agonized, deep scream from somewhere within a pulsating, twisting body of flesh and bone. It seemed to outside eyes that the body couldn't decide on what it wanted to be and was stuck in a state of fighting against itself, purging its rage on anything that dared to come near enough.
The woman spotted the two of them quickly, "Help me! Please!"
Without waiting for the New York Native to give a command, the Cat-in-A-human-suit bolted forward. She kept low to the ground and skirted right under one massive swinging arm, skidding to a stop on the other side and turning her back to the woman to act as a shield. She wasn't sure what her tall friend was going to do, but she knew what her top priority was.
Another construct summoned up, drawing from the wealth of energy surrounding her. An extraordinarily beautiful woman materialized at her side from whisps of purple energy. Tall, with long midnight hair and porcelain skin. She was slim in all the right places and curvy in others but in a very Japanese standard of beauty. Red lips that seemed fixed in a permanent alluring smile and glossy black eyes turned to look at the woman. Without a word, the construct bent and lifted the small, frightened woman up in her arms.
Now... Hiyori just needed to get to the injured man on the ground and then get them out of harm's way.
She... Made constructs, fake bodies? She was a cat that made fake bodies. "That is... So cool!"
While they headed toward the scene, he was sure to chime in. "Oh, I dunno what we are getting into, but I have a rule. No one dies. That okay with you?" They were getting near. It was time to get into hero mode!
Well. The car flying out of the alley was an interesting start. He rolled onto the side of the alley, standing tall with his back against the corner and looking into the dark backstreet as the fake body cat woman charged in wrecklessly. He grinned at that; he liked this cat. She was going to be a great hero.
The quick glance was enough to get a lock on the situation. Hiyori was already headed toward the woman in the back. jumped into action to get inbetween the injured man on the ground and the out of control mutant. His eyes widened a little as another figure appeared, and took hold of the woman. Okay, so that was even cooler than he'd first thought. He had his own issues to deal with, though. A quick glance told him that this man didn't have a critical back injury, though he had been bludgeoned several times. Safe to move without killing him, though.
He quickly scooped the man up and headed toward the exit to the alley to place him down safely just around the corner. As soon as he set him down, he pointed at a passerby, and stated firmly. "You with the red shirt! Call the police and get them here, people have been injured!"
With that, he turned back into the alley and took a position on the other side of the flailing being, looking to check on Hiyori.
... People wantonly murder people in this city enough to prompt that rule being created? My oh my, her sister would absolutely love this place if that were the case. So many ner do wells to put in their place.
As it were she had offered no comment on his rule as it wasn't going against anything she had in mind. She didn't mind murdering small furry creatures when instinct took over but generally did not extend that urge onto bipeds or larger creatures than herself.
Xavier had taken care of the man by the time she turned back around. With that taken care of all, she needed to worry about was getting the injured woman to the other side of the alley unscathed. That... would be much more complicated from where they were currently stationed.
Splitting her attention between her Geisha and her own form, she decided a sacrifice would have to be made to give the human a chance. She darted in one direction and then angled herself toward the massive figure. Entering into its space gave it the chance to swing at her with one large claw, but left the other side open for her other construct to go darting toward the entrance of the alley.
It would seem the creature, whatever it was, was simple in nature. It didn't seem to have the awareness to notice the escaping victim behind it and remained solely focused on her. Hiyori savored that simple victory for a fleeting moment before the clawed hand snatched her body up and the beast lifted her. It only took one violent downward swing against the pavement for her to construct to explode in a burst of swirling energy. Being so close also gave her time to overhear something from the figure that gave her a reason to re-evaluate the situation.
Unbeknownst to her foe Hiyori had scuttled out before the attack and was currently strolling pridefully back to the front of the alley. She plopped her butt down on the pavement by Xavier's feet and looked up him, craning her neck impossibly due to his height. The Geisha set the woman down behind her, near the unconscious man, who proceeded to inch her way over to him and cry over his form. She dispelled her other construct with an errant thought.
"With them out of the way we can plan a more direct course of action to handle...that." Her eyes turned back to the writhing form, who had begun to punch at the ground in a rage. The blows from his clawed fists left decent-sized craters in the cement.
"But... there might be a complication. While I was close I happened to overhear something from it. It said 'It Hurts'."
A voice piped up from behind, cracking with stress and terror. "That... that's Ricky! He- He took something- we were just messing around, we didn't mean-" Sobbing interrupted her, but she pushed through it. "-He took a few pills and then a few minutes later he started turning into that a-and-- It wasn't supposed to be like this!-- He, Ricky, he, oh Bobby, why?" She dissolved back into hysterics and bent over the frame of her friend.
Hiyori tilted her head in confusion. "Pills?"
... And then promptly had to dive out of the way again as the second half of the car came flying out of the alley. Righ toward the-- "Chikusho!"
She was a busy little kitty in the alley. He knew she was in a bit of a pickle, with the creature in the alley blocking the extraction of the innocent. She chose to offer herself as a distraction, and he stepped forward to intercede just to see the kitty hop out of the construct before it was destroyed.
He grinned and crouched down to her as she sat before him. "You're really neat." In the hectic moment he found time to throw a complement her way, and then look back to the rescued duo to kindly state. "It's all going to be okay. We'll take care of it." He looked up at the thrashing figure and nodded. "Yeah... It's M. A drug that gives humans powers for a short time. It can end badly, though. Like here. It will wear off in a while, we just need to-"
Half a car came flying their way, headed more specifically toward the other two. Rather than duck out of the way, he was in front of it in a flash. One might have a hard time imagining someone making the act of swatting half of a car out of the air and harmlessly to the side look easy, but Xavier found a way.
Confidently he stepped foward up to Hiyori again and crossed his arms. "Alright. We keep him busy until it fades or cops arrive. Let's go!"
He charged forward directly at the man, jumping forward and using his ability to track the blows as they came his way and bounce them back, hopping about in a kickboxing stance as he countered the strikes with expert skill. "Can you restrain him?!"
She would have been too late to save them. Summoning a construct out of thin air took time, and especially the Shogun if she had any hope of stopping that hunk of metal in mid-air.
Luckily for everyone involved Xavier was able to step in and take care of the threat with relative ease. Hiyori was up on all four feet in an instant, eyes wide and tails standing straight up in the air. "Sugoooi!" It was enough of a distraction to get her mind off of the fact that he had just called her neat and how it had drawn a very prideful purr out of her.
Once he was back beside her she listened raptly his explanation. It was eye-opening. "Such a thing exists? That is... incredible." She turned to look at the monstrous figure as well. "What is that quote... 'How dangerous is the acquirement of knowledge, and how much happier that man is who believes his native town to be his world than he who aspires to become greater than his nature will allow'... I believe that fits here, yes?"
Poor humans. Playing with their own genetics for fun or from fear, and it backfired majorly. Someone reaching for something unattainable.
She nodded to herself as he set out a plan and while he rushed off to engage she set about creating herself something which could actually do battle with the big beastly. Far from her usual glamour back home scaring kids and twenty-somethings throughout the dark recesses of her city, she focused on speedy creation instead of theatrical.
"I believe I can handle that." She purred confidently from her perch atop the large, dusty-looking helmet of the Shogun. Towering over the writhing man at 15 feet, her construct lumbered closer with steady, heavy steps. An ancient-looking Naginata was brought up and held out in front to use as a battering ram. She spurred her creation on into a lumbering run, avoiding where Xavier was expertly hopping around and slammed the large weapon into the side of the twisted man.
The Shogun pushed him back with brute force alone until his back met a wall, and pinned the struggling victim there.
Hiyori had hopped off and circled around to the side, keeping out of the way while she was unprotected and small.
There must have been a lingering effect of terror from having the long dead-looking monster she had created pin him, as Rickey started roaring again and thrashing harder. The Shogun gore down harder on him, eye sockets glowing eerily from within his Youkai themed face plate gleamed in the semi-dark.
"I should be able to hold him back through size difference alone... but if he takes too many hits the Shogun will dispel."
Speaking of, Ricky landed a lucky hit against one of her constructs arms and one of his vambraces vanished in a puff of energy.
"It will take time to construct him again, so if that happens you will need to distract him Xavier-Kun."
He grinned widely as she let out an exclamation at his heroic show of skill. He wasn't sure what it meant, but he inferred it to be complimentory. "Thanks!"
There wasn't much time to linger, though. He looked over to her as she spoke a... rather lengthy quote, and, embarrassingly enough, he didn't get the reference. "Sounds like a good one... Can't say I'm familiar." He didn't read much in the way of fiction, not even the classics. Too much nonfiction to read.
As he got started, confidently handling the beast and beginning to get into a groove when a GIANT I @#$% YOU NOT SAMURAI WARRIOR stepped in to fight the M deranged human. He stepped back with wide eyed and looked back to her, pointing at the construct. "Whaaaat?! That's only THE COOLEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!" He chimed in.
She let him know that he would have to step in when the Shogun, she called it, broke down. He grinned widely and waited his turn as police sirens started to near. Soon he was cracking his knuckles, jumping in as the sqad cars arrived and the ambulances started tending to the wounded.
Before the next Shogun would be taken out, the M would start to wear off, and the police would be getting ready to collect poor Ricky.
She would have been too late to save them. Summoning a construct out of thin air took time, and especially the Shogun if she had any hope of stopping that hunk of metal in mid-air.
Luckily for everyone involved Xavier was able to step in and take care of the threat with relative ease. Hiyori was up on all four feet in an instant, eyes wide and tails standing straight up in the air. "Sugoooi!" It was enough of a distraction to get her mind off of the fact that he had just called her neat and how it had drawn a very prideful purr out of her.
Once he was back beside her she listened raptly his explanation. It was eye-opening. "Such a thing exists? That is... incredible." She turned to look at the monstrous figure as well. "What is that quote... 'How dangerous is the acquirement of knowledge, and how much happier that man is who believes his native town to be his world than he who aspires to become greater than his nature will allow'... I believe that fits here, yes?"
Poor humans. Playing with their own genetics for fun or from fear, and it backfired majorly. Someone reaching for something unattainable.
She nodded to herself as he set out a plan and while he rushed off to engage she set about creating herself something which could actually do battle with the big beasty. Far from her usual glamor back home scaring kids and twenty-somethings throughout the dark recesses of her city, she focused on speedy creation instead of theatrical.
"I believe I can handle that." She purred confidently from her perch atop the large, dusty-looking helmet of the Shogun. Towering over the writing man at 15 feet, her construct lumbered closer with steady, heavy steps. An ancient-looking naginata was brought up and held out in front to use as a battering ram. She spurred her creation on into a lumbering run, avoiding where Xavier was expertly hopping around and slammed the large weapon into the side of the twisted man.
The Shogun pushed him back with brute force alone until his back met a wall, and pinned the struggling victim there.
Hiyori had hopped off and circled around to the side, keeping out of the way while she was unprotected and small.
There must have been a lingering effect of terror from having the long dead-looking monster she had created pin him, as Rickey started roaring again and thrashing harder. The Shogun gore down harder on him, eyesockets glowing eerily from within his Youkai themed faceplate gleamed in the semi-dark.
"I should be able to hold him back through size difference alone... but if he takes too many hits the Shogun will dispel."
Speaking of, Ricky landed a lucky hit against one of her constructs arms and one of his vambraces vanished in a puff of energy.
"It will take time to construct him again, so if that happens you will need to distract him Xavier-Kun."