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.
They were...valuable? Huh...they hadn't really thought about that. But value was a...strange concept for what Oli was. Yes, they made their supervisors a lot of money. And yes, if they were destroyed TETRA would be in hot water, there aren't many people who could do that Oli does. Was that value? Oli wasn't sure. They were an asset, yes, and an important one at that. But at the same time, if they were destroyed, Oli doubted anyone would cry at their funeral. If they got a funeral at all.
Oli was pulled from this thought process as Eisen picked them up again.
They were about to make a snide comment, about hoping Eisen's hands were clean and cheese-dust free, but the...somber look on Eisen's face stopped them.
>> "Are you happy with what you do?"
Oli smiled, and answered rather quickly.
"Oh yes! My job is very fun! And I am rather good at it!"
This answer...sounded almost exactly like the answer you would get from a burned out cashier. But a burned out cashier who knew they manager was nearby.
>> "I mean, you don't really have to answer that question... I just noticed you hadn't really left to use the bathroom or anything yet. And I'm not really sure if you're watching me from some luxury room with monitors all over and I'm keeping you from other things..."
The avatar's bright smile faded slightly, their expression starting to grown concerned. Was...Eisen okay? He seemed fidgety and uncomfortable, and Oli figured this was being brought on by more than just the huge amount of cheese he had been eating. Oli gave a weak smile, dark eyes peering up at Eisen.
"Mister Eisen, you aren't 'keeping me from other things', I would tell you if I had to go back to work!" They scratched at the back of their head, a little embarrassed. "Plus! This little...adventure we've gone on...it's been fun!"
Oli paused, thinking over their next words very carefully. They...wanted to reassure Eisen, but knew they couldn't come completely clean...oh well...a little more lying never hurt.
"To...to tell you the truth, Mister Eisen, I don't get to leave my...room very often. You're right, I don't get out much. So I'm happy just to be...looking around. I mean! I got to visit a 7-11! That was super cool!"
>>"To...to tell you the truth, Mister Eisen, I don't get to leave my...room very often. You're right, I don't get out much. So I'm happy just to be...looking around. I mean! I got to visit a 7-11! That was super cool!"
The words ‘don’t get to leave my room’ sounded so foreign to Eisen. He had had an inkling that was the case earlier. As a kid, Eisen went everywhere in his neighborhood. Factories, coffee shops, dumpsters behind the Smithsonian museums, all these places were his playground. His dads cared more about his social safety than his physical safety, and in one way that prevented Eisen from exploring the world. He wasn’t one to create best friends. Strangers were his comfort zone, and he sure liked to meet them. The more he spoke to the avatar on the phone, the more it seemed like the person behind the screen was like a little child, except that would be a sad reality if a child were made to work like this I.T. person seemed to be made to do.
“A 7-11 is pretty cool, but you don’t mean that was the first time you went to a 7-11, do you?” Eisen looked at the phone quizzically. If Oli had never been to a 7-11, that means…
“You’ve probably never had a Bloop Razzle then! Boy, you haven’t truly lived until you’ve had a Bloop Razzle.” Eisen knew there were other great things to experience in the world, like skydiving, participating in group orgies, or tripping on acid on a zero-gravity plane ride, but to be deprived of the greatness of Bloop Razzles was another inconceivable reality to Eisen.
Then it dawned upon him… if he were to take Oli to see the world, where would he first take the little dude? It seemed like Oli could transfer themselves to other electronic devices. Eisen wondered.
“How long until your next client arrives, again?” Eisen asked, trying to think of the best place to take a soul that hasn’t wandered to wander.
“You wouldn’t be able to navigate to the nearest Dave n’ Buster’s would you? If you loved 7-11, you’re going to love Dave n’ Busters.” Eisen didn’t even finish his taquitos before he scooped up Oli’s pink backpack and began walking across the rooftops in the direction of where he thought the nearest Dave n’ Busters were. There were games of all types that simulated places all around the world. Plus, he knew Oli loved games already.
Oli thought a moment. They certainly have been inside a convenience store before...right? Maybe when they were really young on a road trip with their...parents. Oli was quiet. They hadn't meant to make themself feel...homesick? Nostalgic? Regardless Oli kept the smile on their face, not wanting to stress out their new friend, finally shrugging to answer his question.
>> “You’ve probably never had a Bloop Razzle then! Boy, you haven’t truly lived until you’ve had a Bloop Razzle.”
There was something hilariously serious about the way Eisen said that. Like Oli was truly missing one of the great wonders of the world. There was a stunned pause, and then a loud laugh from Oli. Their eyes squeezing shut. Once they composed themself they finally spoke, eyes drifting towards what remained of Eisen's Bloop Razzle.
"You're right! I haven't...It looks so...radioactive blue...I would be afraid it would instantly stop my heart with all that sugar."
Dave N' Busters? Like the super cool arcade? The avatar of Oli perked up significantly, clasping their hands together in excitement. Eisen was really gonna take them to an arcade? Oli's eyes glanced up, towards where the time is displayed on their phone.
"I have a few hours! Hold on!"
Oli's avatar suddenly vanished from the phone's screen, and a Map Application was opened. Dave N' Busters was quickly typed into the search bar, all without Eisen touching the phone. For a moment the selections 'walking' and 'driving' were toggled between, Oli eventually landing on walking. The Start button was pressed, the phone mapping out their route. Suddenly Oli's voice came from the speakers, although sounding far more one-note and robotic than before.
"STARTING ROUTE-TO DAVE-N BUS-TERS"
There was a soft coughing sound, as Oli's normal voice returned.
"Ahem, uh, I'll direct you, it's a pretty quick walk seeing as we don't have to deal with traffic."
Every so often Oli would chirp out a direction. And in between the walking direction's they asked:
"Have you been living in New York long, Mister Eisen? I've only just been relocated here! So I've been trying to get used to the city!"
Eisen quaked in excitement with every step they moved closer to DAVE-N BUS-TERS. He chuckled when Oli’s voice was replaced by the G.P.S.'s voice. and switched back and forth. >>"Have you been living in New York long, Mister Eisen? I've only just been relocated here! So I've been trying to get used to the city!
Truthfully, Eisen had never been to a Dave N’ Busters before, but he wasn’t going to share that with Oli. He’d seen all the advertisements on tv, of families having a great time, arcade machines everywhere and the option to order wings upon wings upon wings. He siblings had never taken him and they preferred to go out with their other normal friends, leaving Eisen on his own most of the time. Even when he moved out to New York after graduation, his older brother and sister visited less times than he had a fingers on his hand since he'd been here. Even while here, he'd felt that it’d be a loser’s move to go to a Dave N' Buster's on his own.
“I moved out here in September of my Senior year of highschool so that makes… four years and change?” New York felt a lot like D.C., with its many tourists, people that moved in from all over, and traffic. The winters could be harsh and the summers hot and stuffy, but there was a lot to do and enough to see in between the two extremes. Eisen was glad he didn’t really care to use a car, since the public transportation system treated him well enough. The cities in New York built upward not outward, so that complimented his mutation pretty well. Plus, his chances of bumping into other mutants seemed to multiply since he lived here. That could also have been due to him finally living in the 'real world', out of school, with his own occupation. Now Eisen really felt the urge to call up his older siblings.
“What brought you to New York, Oli? Do you have family here?” Eisen walked across a busy intersection, pretending to balance on the streetlights as he followed the directions given by the avatar. At the end of the street was the Dave N’ Busters with its round logo, shaped like a token. Eisen walked himself down to the sidewalk, getting slightly tired from using his mutation whilst following Oli’s navigation. He continued to munch on some of his cheesy snacks, getting orange lips. As they approached the glorified arcade for adults, Eisen was tempted to ask Oli to pay for his entrance fee again. Yet, that didn't seem to be an action made in good faith. Eisen knew what it was like to be used as well as to be valued, and that did not feel as good.
So Eisen hadn't been in New York too long. Longer than Oli had been, but he grew up somewhere else. Still he knew more about the city, they couldn't wait to ask him about...well everything! And yet before they had time to rattle off a dozen questions, Eisen asked them something.
>> “What brought you to New York, Oli? Do you have family here?”
"The company I work for wanted to move out there. You know how work is, so I had to come along too!" Oli's avatar drifted around the phone screen, polygonal eyes taking in as much as their camera could see. "We used to be out west, in California. So you can imagine how rough my first winter here was!"
Oli laughed nervously when Eisen mentioned family. The avatar on the phone fidgeted with their hands.
"And, uh, no family out here. They are all back west."
The quiet discomfort completely vanished from Oli's voice when they spotted the Dave N' Busters in the distance. The phone Oli was in began to vibrate, the mutant unable to contain their excitement. The rumbling only grew in intensity as the pair got closer. Oli's avatar clapped their hands together, eyes flickering around. There were so many colorful LED lights! And so many loud sounds! And the two hadn't even gotten inside yet!
"YOU HAVE A-RRIVED AT YOUR DES-TINATION. DAVE-N BUS-TERS!"
“The best thing about New York, honestly, is all the American, pure American food here. You got your pizzas, burgers, steaks, buffets. And if you want something entirely different? Walk down a block and ta-daa!” Eisen pointed Oli’s front facing camera to a pizza shop, a bagel shop, and a Poke shop, which were all along the way to the the Dave N’ Buster’s.
>>"The company I work for wanted to move out there. You know how work is, so I had to come along too!" Oli's avatar drifted around the phone screen, polygonal eyes taking in as much as their camera could see. "We used to be out west, in California. So you can imagine how rough my first winter here was!"
“I bet Cali’s beautiful. Sure, there are great parks and all around here, but the natural beauty sucks eggs. Snow, shmoe. You’ll get tired of the cold if you aren’t already. I heard it gets pretty cold during the Cali nights as well, though.”
>>"YOU HAVE A-RRIVED AT YOUR DES-TINATION. DAVE-N BUS-TERS!"
“Woah!” Eisen fumbled with Oli’s phone as it began to vibrate uncontrollably. He dropped it and it hurtled to the sidewalk, but he caught it by slapping his palm against the phone’s back and used his ability to lockit in the air before clasping his fingers safely around it again. Instead of being mad, however, Eisen got a rush from Oli’s excitement.
“Hey. You know what’s more exciting than just walking into Dave & Busters?” As they made it closer to the store, Eisen continued walking past the entrance and into an alley leading to the back of the store. Beside a dumpster of trash bags full of wing bones and discarded beer bottles, was a door that a Dave & Buster’s employee walked in and out of. Eisen didn’t feel like just walking in through the entrance. No, that was too mainstream. Plus, getting in for free was totally better than paying. They just had to go through the secret passageway.
Eisen stalked up to the door. The door was locked with a keypad and Eisen scratched his head. Why the heck would they need a keypad access? Dave & Buster’s was weird.
“Hmm. Guess we’re gonna have to wait until the guy comes back.” Eisen said to Oli as he tightened the straps of the pink, unicorn backpack and waited on the side of the door that didn’t swing open, ready to sneak in once another employee came out to throw the trash. He then looked up and around to see if there was a window. There were no windows, but there was a vent that he could probably open up and crawl into. He could also check the roof and see if they could sneak in through there. So many options!
He brought up Oli’s phone to his face and waved it around so they could see the situation. “What do you think? I’m sure the kitchen is through here, but we could also check the roof.”
The sidewalk was suddenly getting closer and closer to Oli. Eisen had made it back to the ground, so it wasn't like they were too far above the concrete. They doubted they would break if they fell from this distance but they still didn't want to explain a cracked screen to their supervisors. Luckily they wouldn't have to, as the phone suddenly stopped, Eisen able to 'stick' them in the air and catch them. Once Oli was back in his hand, they laughed nervously.
"Heh...sorry about that, I got excited! Great catch by the way!"
>> “Hey. You know what’s more exciting than just walking into Dave & Busters?”
The avatar of Oli cocked their head slightly, confused as the pair walked down an...alleyway? Eventually Eisen gave Oli's phone a sweep around the area, letting the tech-mutant take in the scene. Oli was pretty thankful they couldn't smell. This alley looked...gross. Eisen must have an iron stomach to eat a large serving of processed snacks and then stand near so much garbage.
>> “What do you think? I’m sure the kitchen is through here, but we could also check the roof.”
Woah! Were they breaking in? This guy was hardcore! Well...if sneaking into an arcade was 'hardcore' Not that Oli minded too much. They did do a lot of stealing and...dubious things for a living. For a moment they considered offering to just pay for his entry fee. And yet, this was far more interesting.
The keypad on the door interested Oli.
"Hmm...I bet I could get us in through this door, but sneaking through the kitchen would be on you...It's hard to say if the roof would be any easier to get in..."
The avatar smiled up at Eisen, rubbing their hands together mischievously.
"Well...you're the one with legs! Wanna try the roof? Or should I sneak us in this door!"
The kitchen route or the roof route... Which one to pick?
The kitchen route would definitely be more difficult to maneuver, with the possibility of being caught being a higher risk and all. The roof was also a good option, but Eisen was getting kinda lazy. His ability allowed him to scale heights, but it didn't make scaling heights any easier. He would just be climbing upwards like climbing invisible steps- which was something he was used to of course. If his Dads had anything to say about his footwork, they knew he could run up and down the stairs in a flash at the mention of dinner being ready. The idea of food though, was what allured Eisen to the kitchen route, and so he was determined.
>>"Well...you're the one with legs! Wanna try the roof? Or should I sneak us in this door!"
Eisen answered the avatar's question by taking out a pair of fingerless gloves that he'd been keeping in his other back pocket that wasn't holding his wallet, and strapped them on. He used these to spider crawl. Since his mutation originated at his palms and the soles of his feet, this was a little trick he'd learned ever since he started breaking out of his house to explore D.C. The only problem now was how to secure Oli. Thankfully the backpack had a little transparent pocket on it's strap that would be perfect to slip Oli in. It even had a zipper. So in the pocket they went, and Eisen walked up to the door and did an awkward thing where he kicked his legs up underneath him and pushed himself up with his hands, positioning himself so that he was upside down, spider-man style above it. The blood began to rush to Eisen's head, which made him feel both woozy and more spider-man like.
"Little Oli. Will you do me the favor and unlock the door?" He asked, waiting. Then he realized... how would he be able to open the door if he was hanging upside down above it? Eisen didn't really think this through...
Eisen didn't immediately respond to Oli's question, but his choice became pretty clear as he began to climb up the wall. He had positioned himself, hanging upside down, above the kitchen door. Oli giggled, unable to contain their excitement. Oli's screen rotated, adjusting to their new, upside down, position.
>> "Little Oli. Will you do me the favor and unlock the door?"
The avatar gave a little salute up at Eisen. They were still grinning widely, clearly enjoying the little adventure the two were going on. This was exciting! And maybe, sometimes, breaking and entering could be fun!
"Aye Aye Mister Eisen!"
Oli instructed Eisen to tap their phone against the keypad, a motion that was now making Eisen look like he was playing a game of Twister. Well...if Twister was played while clinging to a 90 degree surface.
The phone's screen blipped off. And, just as it had done with the cash register, a soft glow transferred from the phone to the keypad, dimming until it was barely visible. Being inside an electronic keypad was not extremely comfortable. Oli was completely blind and deaf to the outside world. They would have to work quickly, not wanting Eisen stuck in a compromising position for too long.
The keypad was simple, functional with no bells and whistles. It was easy enough to trick the programming into believing it had been factory reset.
The keypad began to glow again, the glow then returned to the cellphone. A moment later there was a...humming? From the phone? It was Oli, and they were humming the Mission Impossible Theme. Soon the phone was unlocking itself again, with Oli's avatar appearing on the screen.
"Alright Mister Eisen! Password is reset! 1-1-1-1!"
Eisen joined the avatar’s humming of the Mission Impossible Theme, though he had to crane his neck opposite his upside down position a coupe times to shake off the blood-rushing-to-his-head feeling. Something about camping in an alley, off of work, with little to no care in the world except for the possible risk of being caught for trespassing, scrambled Eisen’s adrenaline and dopamine reward system. So much that he almost yelped out in excitement.
He extended his arm out again after putting Oli back in the phone pocket on the backpack. The keypad beeped under Eisen’s touch as he punched in the code 1-1-1-1.
BEEP! The little guy had stuck to his word. Eisen waited, listening for an alarm to sound. After a moment of silence, he continued humming the Mission Impossible Theme until he realized a problem with his position. He pressed down on the door handle with no problem, but as an upside-down, villain-esque Spiderman, he was in a poor position to pull the door outwards enough to slip himself through the door that Oli had so neatly reconfigured for him.
In order to keep his cool points, for Eisen did not want to reveal his lack of thorough thinking to his accomplice, Eisen pulled an inverse-flip off the wall and back onto his feet, front facing away from the door. He planted his hands on his hips and stretched out his arms and legs that had grown sore from being coiled up for the past couple minutes. Yes, he had wasted a few minutes but nevertheless, the mission had to continue.
As he turned to open the door, with his feet planted firmly on the ground, the handle turned on its own. Then it began to swing in their direction. A man who was more torso than lower body and a nice grisly beard walked through the door caring two hefty trashbags, black as licorice.
They soon made eye contact, but the man lugged forward by the inertia of the hefty bags. Silence filled their encounter as the man scanned Eisen from the top down, not visibly startled but certainly still surprised. Eisen waved, gloved hands, sweatband and all, still humming the Mission Impossible Theme.
“You a friend of Titus? Don’t look like the dumpster diving kind.” The torso dude had on an apron as well with the greasiest stains near his crotch area. He walked past Eisen to toss out the trash, a few feet away from the door.
Eisen eyed the entrance.
“I can finally dive, now that you’re here!” He blurted, wanted to slap himself in the face.
Luckily the dude chuckled, unphased. He gave a heavy grunt as he hefted the bags into the dumpster.
“Be our guest. If you’re looking for beer bottles, it’s too early in the day though. And if you’re not a friend of Titus, you should probably watch out.” He came back towards Eisen, ready to head back to kitchen duty.
“Before I squeeze into that mess…” Eisen caught the door as the dude went back in. “Could I use the little boy’s room first?”
“Eh. Why the hell not? Down to the left.” The man shrugged as he let Eisen in after him and pointed down a dingy hallway with a blinking lightbulb.
“Don’t forget to flush.” The man said as he took to the right and headed down the kitchen area. Eisen took out Oli’s phone and shrugged at the avatar.
Down the hallway were two doors and a stairway leading upwards. If they wanted to go straight to the entertainment area, going through the kitchen and past the other chefs would definitely be the way to go. The stairs past the bathroom also probably led upstairs, to another dining area with which they could more easily blend in.
“Wanna see what’s cookin?” he asked, though uncertain if the avatar really cared about what was on the Dave and Buster’s menu.