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.
She heard the siren and grimaced not wanting to get caught and test her new life. It had been a fun night but she did need to make it home to Alex tonight. The kid worried when she was gone to long, a worry that had increased with Alison's dissopearince.
Maybe it had been her new winged friends fault but as far as she could tell these had been humans and Aura still tended to favor Mutants viewpoints. His response to cops made her consider a few questions about her new friend but she was not going to turn down an offer to avoid the cops even under her new face. He grabbed Carrick's hand and was surprised he could lift her as well. Had he been holding back in the fight? She had several questions in her head now. Kimmie kicked a hand that tried to grab her foot.
"I seem to have under estimated your strength, my New Friend" she said calmly as they rose into the air. She looked down at the red blue flash of lights she knew quite well. She was really glad she would not be answering questions for them. "Im not sure my help was needed but it was fun" she said with a smile. She had to learn to improve in hand to hand if she was going to keep fighting like this and not reveal herself or wind up dead. She considered asking about Sarah but decided it really was not her business either way.
She had flown just a few times before and it was always something she treasured, it made her want wings of her own though she knew her aura could not do the job.
A bullet whizzed by at the last second before they were over the building but Carrick was out of there like a Gryphon out of hell. It hit a feather and he cursed, it didn’t hurt but it managed to remove a feather. Something the Princess would point out the next time she preened him.
”Carrick.” he said giving his name again to Kimmy. It was something he started doing since Zek always managed to get his name wrong. ”And happens all the time!” he said holding on to her hand and looking down towards her. Most people reached up or tried to climb him. Kimmy didn’t. Was she not afraid of falling? Or did she just trust him?
”It was appreciated, I think they would have kept hitting me till they gave up or I lost me cool. Don’t need any more heat on me. Last thing I need is another headache.” Carrick said getting to the cruising altitude of above the nearby buildings so he could coast and let Kimmy take in the sights.
”Where am I takeing ya, love?” Carrick asked after a few moments.
She heard the bullet and felt it whip by but ti did not seem like either of them were hit as far as she could tell. She had been worried not wanting to risk using her power as normal and blocking it. "yea people hunting for you never ends well. for them i our case" she said looking up at the Bird mutant. Though if we was worried about that she wonderd what else he had done. Though either way it really was not her place to ask. It had been a good, relaxing night and Aura thought it better to keep on that side.
She looked downs he flew above the building, it really looked beautiful. "Can you take me to Sanctuary? I can make it if it's to far " she offered not sure how much endurance he had left in him or how much he normally had. He had clearly been holding back in the fight and she was curious how good he was going all out.
"It was fun, been awhile since I stretched like that. You are tight though the heat is never worth the fun" she said shaking her head recalling old times before realizing Kimmie lacked such a record. Well no taking it back now she thought to herself. looking down at passing building going by. The air was not her favorite are to be in, but she both trusted her new friend as well as was confident she could at least survive the landing.
The shifter knew of the place, since before he went away. He’d been avoiding it because it was a homeless shelter. Sure, free room and meals but he also knew some people needed it more than he did and the shifter was always good at landing on his feet. No matter how many times he fell, and now he was dating the princess. Things were turning up Carrick.
”Golden doors?” he asked knowing the answer. Many times he thought about trying to steal said doors but had heard enough of the place to know that was a big ‘no-no’ even if he was immortal. ”Shouldn’t be too far out of the way. Easier when ya don’t have ta fight traffic.” the shifter said bragging a little. A fact he was quite proud of. If there was air traffic the city would have been a little more unbearable for the claustrophobic mutant.
”I know.” he said agreeing with the woman as buildings passed under them. His wings turned slightly towards the direction of the golden doors as he continued to speak to his new friend. ”Miss the good Ol 'days when ya just fight with yer fists no guns or weapons.” he sighed loudly knowing he was sounding like his father. Someone who would have encouraged killing one or two of the people that attacked him to send a message.
