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 bar was dimly lit today, the few patrons lingering spaced out casually through the room. It had taken a few days to find the right set-up before texting Chrys to come visit.
Tses had wanted to plan this correctly. Over the past few months, she had noticed a new ability, and with each execution, she had stretched just what she could do with it. A casual suggestion here. A forceful command there. The cycle of the moon, the time of day, all of the elements that normally impacted her powers seemed tied into this manipulation as well. But Tses had felt strengthened by her discovery. She was almost giddy as she waited for Chrys to arrive and she could finally show off.
She chose a much more daring outfit than she tended to pick on her own. While Chrys was involved most days, this felt like a time she had to surprise her girlfriend. She had a thin sweater with a low neckline, her collarbone and the thin scars across her skin almost ethereal in the bar light. She wore leggings that showed off her figure, and a pair of boots that were easy to work in. Her hair was pulled to the side in a clip, for once not sporting the messy half-pigtails she was most comfortable in. Tses had a reason for the chair in style, though. She wanted clear vision to do what she wanted to.
There was movement, and Tses turned, smiling as a familiar face arrived.
Chrys lived a busy life, but she made a point to schedule time with her plaything. Girlfriend. Girlfriend plaything. Okay, she was still getting used to incorporating the new title into their arrangement.
With the return of Chrys’s assistant, Tses was able to return to the Syndicate hub where Chrys needed her. They saw each other less during the day, but Tses was still staying in Chrysanthemum’s penthouse. They spent time together, but with much of it being spent tired after a long day, the CEO reveled in the opportunity to visit Tses at the bar. Evidently, there was something Tses wanted to show her. The blonde was a rather cut and dry person, so the sense of mystery was intriguing.
Entering the establishment, Chrys was still impressed with how far Tses had come. Even without Chrysanthemum dressing her up, the blonde’s outfit was fashionable and alluring. It required confidence, and the mistress was proud to say she saw no meekness in the way she pulled the look off.
”Hey bartender,” she purred, taking the stool in front of Tses. She held off on kissing the woman, not because this was her place of business, but because she wanted to know the reason for her visit before she started forming bonds.
”Got anything special for me today? Besides that outfit, which, may I just say,” she interrupted herself to gesture with her hand, up and down at Tses’s figure, ”delicious.” She grinned with approval, allowing Tses a moment to greet her and speak.
