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.
Quin struggled, but Ranger had hooked his ankles around each other and had Quin locked in. When Quin demanded Ranger let her go, Ranger unhooked his ankles. By the second time she had asked he had his feet on the ground and pushed himself away so they could both stand up easily.
”Rushin’ in like that’s probably not the best tactic.” Ranger said as he climbed back to his feet. ”That said, offense is the best defense an’ y’ want t’ keep y’ opponent off their footin’.”
Following a similar pattern to how he had worked with other students, Ranger moved to showing a move to Quin, ”Okay. This is a scissor takedown. Y’ can do it from squared off with y’r opponent ‘r after y’ sidestep their charge. Y’ have to slide down toward them, spinnin’ round rollin’ toward them t’ grab their waist between y’ legs. Y’ can also engage from a clench. Once on the ground y’ have positioning f’r an inverted heel hook. Y’ shift y’r legs so y’ have y’r opponent’s pinned, y’ spin one leg an’ tuck the toes int’ y’r armpit. Clasp both hands on the heel an’ apply pressure.” Ranger moved his hands through the motions as he described, placing them on legs to indicate which leg to move as he described motions.
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No. Rushing in had probably not been the best tactic, but it had been what she’d had access to at the moment, Quin decided. Even the instructor agreed though, that offense was the best defense and yes, Quin did want to keep her opponents off their footing.
Then the instructor was instructing. He described a complicated sounding move, but one that was similar to some things she had done before.
So Quin went at him, significantly less graceful than he had probably been when he made his move before and attempted the takedown.
It worked, and the instructor went down, if a bit clumsily and far easier than when she had attempted to throw her entire body weight at him a little while before. He’d taught the other students the same way, she realized as she attempted the leg twisting motion the instructor had described.
Sloppy, but she thought that she’d probably gotten the idea, if nothing else.
Untangling herself, Quin scooted back and stood up, looking around. A lot of people had left.
Quin did as instructed and attacked. It was by no means polished, and had Ranger been working against her it would have failed. The idea was to have her attempt the move and if it worked it worked. Quin could practice and refine later, but for then Ranger wanted to introduce the move and give her some confidence.
So Ranger went down. A small ”Ugh.” when he hit the ground. Followed by, ”Good—Ah… Tap.Tap tap!” Ranger said tapping the ground with a hand as Quin successfully put a world of pain into his knee.
After Quin released Ranger’s leg and the pair untangled themselves Ranger said, ”That was great. A little rough, but y’ got the idea down. Y’ll jus’ need t’ refine it.” Then once he had stood up Ranger looked around the room. People had started to leave. Ranger checked the clock on the wall, it was about that time.
Before Ranger could call the session, Quin said that there was one more thing. Ranger looked back to her and asked, ”I don’t’ve anywhere t’ be. Shoot,...” Ranger cut himself off before he said Quin’s name again.
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She needed to find a different gym that taught this discipline, Quin decided as the instructor critiqued the move and how Quin had executed it. Rough was right, but now that she knew how it felt, she was confident she could do it again. And again.
The man was also willing to stay and help her with her one more thing. That was good, despite her initial misgivings, today’s session had gone better than Quin could have imagined.
”What can I do if someone has me by the hair?” she asked, crossing her arms.
”And you clearly have me at a disadvantage. What’s your name?”
Quin’s other things was a question about what to do if someone grabs your hair. The way she posed it has Ranger suspecting that it has happened to her. Recently. Lucky for Quin, it was something Ranger knew from experience but just in theory.
”There's several ways, but they all jus’ about start the same.” Ranger reached up and grabbed his own hair. And pulled a few times as he spoke. ” When they have y’r hair, pullin’ is where it hurts. Step one is stoppin’ ‘em from scalpin’ y'all. Grab the hand an’ hold it has tight t’ year head as possible. Both hands. If y’r connected an’ holdin’ it tight, they can't hurt y'all no matter how much they throw y'all around” ranger let go of his hair. ”Step two, y’ lean t’ they're center line. Left hand has y’, lean left. Lean way over, force ‘em t’ lean an’ lock out they're shoulder. From there, y'all know aikido. Joint lock them int’ oblivion.”
Ranger spoke with the distant stare have movements of someone working through a memory. He was not describing something he had come up with in the moment to manage that exact situation.
Then Quin asked for Ranger's name, ”I'm Michael Hunter. Sorry if I spooked y'all earlier… I take it like me y’ got deaged? Woke up one day, everybody Knowin' this older you that y' ain't.”
Ranger wasn’t sure how to answer Quin’s question. He could answer it, but with an answer that was satisfactory enough if not the whole answer. Much of the information was classified.
”I lost years. Woke up one day thinkin’ it was still the early 2010s but it was far from that. I have no memories of what happened durin’ the time between. We’d met an’ interacted some not long before I found myself in my subjective future. Y’ were a detective an’ everytime we met I was a thorn in y’r side.”
Ranger left out how the deaging was planned and was part of a conspiracy to rope Ranger into working for the dark side of SUPER.
”I had notes from workin’ as head of security at Haven an’ my now wife’s journals t’ piece everythin’ else together with. Like how I beat y’r ass in a dojo around 2017.” Ranger said with a smile
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10 years he had lost. In a strange way she had known the man in front of her for more than 10 years.
It was still so hard to wrap her head around any of it. Once she’d gotten the bare bones of what had happened, what it meant, Quin hadn’t wanted to know anything else. It had been impossible to avoid though.
Some people had lost days, some weeks, some years. Some people had reverted back to their proper age after a while. Quin had somehow known that wasn’t going to happen for her, even that first day.
Michael was his name, and they had something of a history.
”Was she…I…really as good as everyone tries to tell me I was?” nobody who really knew was around to ask, or was in the same situation she was.
”Do any of the memories ever come back?” sometimes there were flashes of recognition in places or with things, but never anything concrete.
It was an interesting question. Was Quin as good as everyone tries to tell her she was. Ranger shrugged, ”At policework? Maybe. My experience was y’ dealin’ with messes I left.” Ranger smiled, remembering when they met. He’d headshot a man who had taken a woman hostage while Quin had held down a second perp that had been disarmed. Ranger took advantage of the situation and left, his good deed done for the day. ” At fightin’? Not bad, but needed work. Y’ were good at aikido, but the style still has the same flaws t’day as it did then.”
”No.” Ranger answered Quin’s second question. ”At least mine never have. I happened t’ fall back int’ some similar life situations as my pre-de-aged self. With the same woman an’ own the same company. So I managed t’ pick up my life pretty well, but I had just met Noel in my subjective time before we woke up together deaged. I’d recently opened the doors t’ my PMC. Woke up an’ it’s now a pretty big deal. I’ve had t’ piece my lost life t’gether an’ make it work.”
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Messes that he had left? Quin didn’t really want to know what Michael meant if it was related to her former work as a detective.
But he didn’t gush and tell her that she’d been amazing. Didn’t bring up the fact that she’d apparently broken up a large chunk of the case that had landed her in this position in the first place. Didn’t tell her that the brass had been wrong for what they’d done to her and maybe if they’d treated her right this would have never happened.
She’d been a decent fighter too. Quin nodded. Some of the muscle memory had remained, even if her body had changed…but it appeared the rest of her memories were gone for good.
That made sense too, she supposed, but why it worked that way for some and not for others was hard to understand.
Quin found herself nodding her head, ”Good, because I’ve been wondering all this time how if I was nearly as good as I supposedly was, how this happened.” she said, gesturing down at herself, voice a little rough.
”I want to learn more.” she said after a moment, ”Are you going to be doing more of these sessions here? Do you teach elsewhere?”
”Manpower an’ determination. With enough of both, almost anythin’ is possible.” Ranger said matter of factly. ”It doesn’t matter how good y’ are if the one after y’ has enough resources. They have the element of surprise an’ y’ jus’ have t’ slip up once.” Ranger had come to terms with the loss of time. He had all the advantages of things his old life had done—created a business and built up some wealth—while also having his youth.
Quin wanted to learn more. Ranger found that commendable. Ultimately everyone was responsible for themselves and knowing how best to crack a few skulls to keep yourself safe was a great last resort to have. ”I teach here every so often, when I have time. I run the company that provides security here. I’m a fed at my day job though. Keeps me a little busier than I’d like, but hey, keeps the skills sharp.” Ranger spoek as he walked over to the bag he had tossed at the start of class. He bent over and fished inside a side pocket for a card. ”Y’ can always reach out t’ me. Schedule trainin’ here ‘r at Blackforest Tactical if y’ find y’rself in Brooklyn.” Ranger handed over his card. It had his name, Michael Hunter, and multiple phone numbers. One for his office at SUPER and another for BlacTac.