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.
Posted by Tarin Brooks on May 13, 2024 5:02:07 GMT -6
Mutant God
DodgerBlue
Straight
3,051
9
Sept 28, 2024 6:43:50 GMT -6
Jules
Tarin
Tarin shook his head when Lee confirmed the worst. Could you have secondhand embarrassment for your alter ego from another universe? Tarin was pretty sure you could.
”I honestly cannot believe he lived to tell the tale.”
The other Tarin had apparently only made it north when he was an adult. He’d spent enough time down south that when he had come to New York the weather had been hard.
”I won’t ever forget that first winter either.” he commented when Lee stopped to eat for a moment. It had been late autumn, actually, when he had made it to New York. It had gotten cold fast and he’d been completely out of money. The memory wasn’t a good one.
Lee continued the story then, only to point out that he had taken her to a little hole in the wall Chinese shop. ”Close by here?” he asked wondering if it was the same one they’d had takeout from together the night they’d watched the movie. The night that Robert had ended up coming over. The night Lee had burst into his room and Tarin had realized what was happening.
Lee was in the flow of the story now, though and Tarin gestured with his fork to continue…if one could do that with a fork. ”And the rest is history?”
Posted by Lee Smith on May 13, 2024 6:12:46 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
3,880
5
Sept 28, 2024 9:57:22 GMT -6
Raine
“Well, I wasn't nearly as confident in what I was capable of at the time,” Lee explained softly. “And I wasn't about to get closer so I could kick him in the ribs before he got up.”
”I won’t ever forget that first winter either.”
Lee nodded, a frown on her face. She remembered what her first winter after leaving home had been like. The first couple, actually. She could only imagine how much worse it had felt for Tarin; not only had he been younger, but he'd never experienced weather like that before.
Once again, her heart broke for the child she'd never known. Who's childhood had ended far too early and harshly.
When Tarin asked if the restaurant she'd been taken to was near the shop, she nodded. “Yeah, same one,” Lee confirmed. “The old woman that works there, though maybe she's just there while the younger family members work, was shocked when we went together the second time.”
“And it is and it isn't,” Lee said when Tarin asked if the rest was history. “We'd agreed to be friends. Neither of us were thinking about or wanting more. But we went out drinking one night, and we…ended up, well, that was the first time we forgot that the rest of the world existed around us.” As she had been speaking, Lee's voice slowly grew quieter and her eyes dropped to her player as a blush spread across her cheeks. “Like the other night, except we weren't interrupted.
Posted by Tarin Brooks on May 13, 2024 7:44:00 GMT -6
Mutant God
DodgerBlue
Straight
3,051
9
Sept 28, 2024 6:43:50 GMT -6
Jules
It was the same restaurant. Tarin couldn’t help the very slight tingle of discomfort that had started to work its way through him at all of the parallels that were starting to become evident.
This whole story was just so wild though and a testament to how people change over time. For Tarin to picture the Lee that he knew putting up with the sort of behavior she was describing just seemed…silly.
But then Lee told the story about the bar and that same feeling worked its way through Tarin as he listened to her describe something so similar to what had happened when they’d gone to the bar that the phrase “Someone walking over your grave” came to mind. Tarin had hated that phrase for as long as he could remember.
Tarin had asked though, and it wasn’t Lee’s fault that she was telling him what he had wanted to hear. It suddenly made sense though why things had felt so strange for her, and the self-consciousness it brought on in Tarin was not something he appreciated. Still, he gave Lee a small smile, ”Now see, that’s a distinct fork in the road…because I almost panicked and ran.” he said, ”Figuratively, at least.” he added.
”And you clearly didn’t manage.” It would have been weird for both of them if he suddenly shut down the conversation, so Tarin simply decided he wasn’t going to let it upset him. The two situations had similarities, of course they did, but it didn’t mean anything.
Posted by Lee Smith on May 13, 2024 8:42:30 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
3,880
5
Sept 28, 2024 9:57:22 GMT -6
Raine
”And you clearly didn’t manage.”
”That didn’t stop me from trying multiple times,” Lee told him with a slight shake of her head. “At the time, I didn’t think I could have a relationship. Well, not one where the other person wouldn’t leave rather soon because of my powers. So it was easier, and less painful I had decided to just…not.”
Having finished that explanation, Lee took another bite of lunch as she looked across the table at Tarin. At this point, he knew a fair bit about her past relationships, but she knew nothing about his. She didn’t even know for sure if he’d had any. The rules of that horrible group he’d fallen in with when he arrived in New York had stated he wasn’t allowed to have any relationships, but Lee wasn’t sure how it would have been possible for him to go all this time without anything.
”But what about you, Tarin?” She asked, her head tilted slightly in curiosity. “Any relationships? Stories I should hear about?”
Posted by Tarin Brooks on May 13, 2024 9:25:50 GMT -6
Mutant God
DodgerBlue
Straight
3,051
9
Sept 28, 2024 6:43:50 GMT -6
Jules
Tarin realized that he should have seen this coming about the time that Lee asked the question. He also knew that, “Nope” was probably not going to be a sufficient answer and he pushed the food around his plate for a few moments while he tried to gather his thoughts.
Finally he shrugged, ”There isn’t a whole lot to tell.” he said, leaning back in his chair and pushing his plate away a little.
”I ran around with those folks until I was in my 20’s,” he said, ”Then everything blew up,” both figuratively and literally ”And then I was kind of on my own.”
It had felt dangerous to seek out any of the others at the time, and while he’d run into people from time to time after, so few of them had managed to get away it hadn’t been hard to just avoid everyone. He didn’t share that though, didn’t know how to and didn’t think it was anything that anyone would want to hear. Least of all Lee.
”I was young and in New York City in the early 2000’s though, and the city was having a bit of a renaissance…as it does. So I had my share of good times, a couple of short term things.” he shrugged with a small sad smile, ”Nothing to write home about though. I worked odd jobs here and there to pay the bills, but staying in one spot for too long meant that people wanted to know things about you and old habits die hard.”
It was really kind of pathetic. It was also more complex than that, but again, Lee had asked if there was anything she should know.
”I stumbled into the shop and was kind of doing my thing there, but it inevitably started drawing the kind of attention I didn’t want, so I headed out to the island.”
Tarin sighed here, ”SUPER even found me out there. They sent this…kid to try and recruit me the nice way. It’s probably very lucky that he was so green and weirdly idealistic because I…did not react well. He left in one piece and I came here.”
Posted by Lee Smith on May 13, 2024 10:46:54 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
3,880
5
Sept 28, 2024 9:57:22 GMT -6
Raine
Lee nodded as she listened to Tarin tell her about his past.
And not say much of anything.
”Either they want to learn things about you, or they do learn things about you that you may not want them to know…” Lee said softly. That’s why she’d had to move around a lot when she was younger.
But then Tarin went on to talk about finding the shop, much differently than she knew it had happened on this side, and then about going out to that island because of SUPER.
”I honestly can’t believe that you not only willingly went out there,” Lee said shaking her head. “But that you stayed out there. It wasn’t just…completely overwhelming for you?”
Posted by Tarin Brooks on May 13, 2024 11:12:15 GMT -6
Mutant God
DodgerBlue
Straight
3,051
9
Sept 28, 2024 6:43:50 GMT -6
Jules
Lee knew something about people getting too close and Tarin just nodded his head when she echoed his sentiments.
She wanted to know more about the island though, and Tarin couldn’t blame her after what she’d said about the way simple graveyards had affected the other Tarin.
This was somehow easier to talk about, Tarin decided and he took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Talking about his powers was tangible and clinical because it was something he’d had to do over and over for a long time.
”From what I can tell…I do things a bit differently than your Tarin did…” he started. ”I’ve practiced, a lot, for situations where I might get…overwhelmed.” It hadn’t been optional. ”And it wasn’t my first time out there.” That had been the final test, and while there had been no mausoleum or tight space, it had been overwhelming.
”I’ve got very firm…boundaries.” he said, ”So it was really just a matter of establishing those boundaries when I got out there and keeping them in place as long as I wanted to stay.”
It hadn’t been a good time, even once everything had gotten established. He’d been alone out there for way longer than he should have been and it had gotten almost too easy to talk to the spirits and their facsimile of life.
”Sleeping was really hard at first, I’ll admit, but I figured it out.” he shrugged, ”I guess I got a little lucky too.” he said in hindsight, knowing what he knew now.
He smiled a little now, hoping to sway the conversation away from its current topic a bit, ”Believe it or not, I’m pretty hard to overwhelm.” or underwhelm…or whelm in general.
Posted by Lee Smith on May 13, 2024 11:31:52 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
3,880
5
Sept 28, 2024 9:57:22 GMT -6
Raine
”From what I can tell…I do things a bit differently than your Tarin did…”
Even as Tarin continued to speak, a small crease formed between her brows. A month ago, that would have been a perfectly good way to describe it, even though he hadn’t really been her Tarin in a decade. He was the one she had known, that she had married, the father of her child. But now, hearing that today, especially coming from the man sitting across from her, it just sounded wrong. Not that he hadn’t previously been ‘her Tarin’, and was the Tarin from her world.
But now, so was the man sitting across from her. In a way they had not yet been able to label or share.
As Tarin explained about him having had a lot of ‘practice’, Lee shook her head. “I still hate that they did all of that to you,” she said, a hint of her previous anger at those people coming through in her voice. “It may have been for a valid reason, but what they did was still wrong.”
”Believe it or not, I’m pretty hard to overwhelm.”
At that, Lee raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know,” she said skepticaly. “I think you’re easier to overwhelm than you think. You just don’t normally show it.”
Posted by Tarin Brooks on May 13, 2024 12:01:32 GMT -6
Mutant God
DodgerBlue
Straight
3,051
9
Sept 28, 2024 6:43:50 GMT -6
Jules
Lee spoke and Tarin looked back at her levelly from across the table, ”I don’t even know if it was necessary.” he said. Later, he had met plenty of mutants who hadn’t been a part of what he’d been a part of who had managed just fine on their own. ”But it was effective.” he added.
Then Lee spoke again and he realized his attempt at redirecting the conversation had backfired a bit.
He didn’t know what to say, so he just looked back at Lee for a moment before getting up and grabbing his plate, too restless to sit anymore. Into the kitchenette he went, quickly scraping and cleaning the plate before making his way back out where they’d been eating. He didn’t sit down though, instead he leaned against an empty stretch of wall, and crossed his arms, ”Being overwhelmed never helped anyone accomplish anything.” he said. Tarin wasn’t angry or upset with the turn the conversation had taken, he just…was.
”How did you end up world hopping?” he asked in another, potentially more transparent, attempt to redirect the conversation.
Posted by Lee Smith on May 13, 2024 13:03:10 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
3,880
5
Sept 28, 2024 9:57:22 GMT -6
Raine
”When did I say it was necessary?” Lee asked. “I just said that the reason was valid, so you wouldn’t get caught. Big difference.”
Lee couldn’t help but think that Tarin had a tendency of run briefly when she asked something he didn’t really want to answer. Because again, his plate really hadn’t needed to be taken to the back right then.
At least when he returned out front, he replied to what she had said. “No, probably not,” she agreed with him. “But it happens. And pretending that it doesn't won’t help when things do go bad.”
How did she end up world hopping? That…that was a very…Well, the kind of story it was depended entirely on how many details she decided to share.
As she was trying to figure that out, Lee sat looking over at Tarin as she bit her lip.
”I guess it all started when, and because, he was in that coma, or out of his body, whatever you want to call it,” she finally said after a few moments. “After the first couple of days we were at the mansion, the Doc started kicking me out of the infirmary for a couple hours each day in addition to leaving for meals.
“After…Actually I’m not sure when it happened because I wasn’t exactly keeping track of the days, but one day I met a younger mutant named Slate. We got to talking, and for a teenager, he had some very big ideas. And definitely not typical. Thoughts about what would need to be done to help make the world better for mutants and humans.”
Lee took a breath, wondering how much deeper she really wanted to go into all of that. But she could definitely explain what else had happened at that time as she had not known of nearly all of Slate’s plans at that time, either.
”Slate is also a healer, so he offered to try and help. And when it didn’t work, he seemed determined to figure it out, and we got to talking more when he’d stop by.
“A couple weeks after we finally got home, we got a call from Slate. He was about to head down to Columbia to help rebuild a school, and apparently there seemed to be some spirit issues in the village, so Slate asked if he could help.”
Posted by Tarin Brooks on May 13, 2024 13:28:10 GMT -6
Mutant God
DodgerBlue
Straight
3,051
9
Sept 28, 2024 6:43:50 GMT -6
Jules
Oh thank god it had worked.
Tarin didn’t know how he would have explained to Lee that the solution was to simply just not get overwhelmed.
It was hard for Lee to understand, he realized, because of everything that had happened since she’d known him. The way she’d found him in the park. The nightmares. The way that things had happened between them…
He’d been an absolute mess the last few weeks, and Tarin thought about that while Lee thought about what to say regarding her travels. Now that he was sorting things out again…
Lee spoke and Tarin’s attention snapped to her from his own thoughts and as he listened his brows climbed higher on his forehead.
Lee had mentioned, at some point, another power that her Tarin had that allowed him to somehow have an out of body experience. Lee hadn’t gone into details, but Tarin thought he remembered her saying that things had been rough.
She hadn’t been joking.
Apparently during that whole thing she had met a healer who had grand ideas about the world, and mutants, and Columbia.
”And you went?” he asked. Tarin supposed he didn’t know much about what Columbia was like on this side of the rift, but things on his side had been less than settled as long as he could remember.
”You have got to stop trying to convince me that you aren’t some kind of super hero.”
Posted by Lee Smith on May 13, 2024 14:01:34 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
3,880
5
Sept 28, 2024 9:57:22 GMT -6
Raine
Lee looked confused for a moment when Tarin questioned whether they’d gone to Columbia. There wouldn’t be a story for her to be telling right now if they hadn't’ gone, would there?
”Yes, we went. I mean, I was a nervous wreck internally before the trip, but we went,” she told him. “But after everything that had happened, he needed to do something to show that his powers weren’t completely bad, that they could be good for something.
“And he actually did,” Lee said with a small smile as she thought back. “I mean, it did not start out well at all. The spirits were very angry; they'd been killed by one of the drug cartels at the same time the school had been destroyed. But he actually managed to calm them down. And, I think most of not all of them passed on, or whatever it is they do.”
But then Tarin made the superhero comment again, and Lee blushed, her eyes dropping to the table. “I didn’t even do anything that day except get an old nail in my shoulder when the spirits started to bring the building down around us…”
Posted by Tarin Brooks on May 13, 2024 14:30:31 GMT -6
Mutant God
DodgerBlue
Straight
3,051
9
Sept 28, 2024 6:43:50 GMT -6
Jules
Drug cartels. Angry spirits. Walls coming down.
Lee pointed out that after everything the other Tarin had needed to prove that his powers were good for something. And Lee had gone with him.
Of course she had. What else would Lee do? Nothing halfway, that was for sure.
But according to Lee she hadn’t actually done anything. She’d just stood in a collapsing building and took an old nail to the shoulder. ”I guess it was a good thing you had a healer with you.”
Tarin shook his head, smiling slightly, ”Why are you so bound and determined to convince me you’re anything less than extraordinary?”
Posted by Lee Smith on May 13, 2024 15:02:07 GMT -6
Mutant God
mediumpurple
heterosexual
Tarin
3,880
5
Sept 28, 2024 9:57:22 GMT -6
Raine
Lee shrugged when Tarin mentioned having a healer there. “Even if Sebastian hadn’t come out there with us, I was getting ready to bandage it up and could have waited until we found Slate later. And if he wasn’t around, there was a doctor too. I’d have been fine.”
”Why are you so bound and determined to convince me you’re anything less than extraordinary?”
Lee looked up at Tarin at this point, the blush still prominent on her face. “Because I’m really not?” She said slowly. “It’s not like I expected anything that actually happened in Columbia.”
Posted by Tarin Brooks on May 13, 2024 15:27:22 GMT -6
Mutant God
DodgerBlue
Straight
3,051
9
Sept 28, 2024 6:43:50 GMT -6
Jules
Tarin
All things considered it sounded like they’d had a pretty good set up. Not just one, but two healers and people with powers set to the task.
Still.
Lee insisted once again that there was nothing extraordinary about her and Tarin actually did roll his eyes.
”Oh come on now.” he said uncrossing his arms to count, ”You stop murdering psychopath mutants, in multiple ways. Shrug off hits that would take out men twice your size. You survived an actual internment camp and breakout. You went to Columbia to rebuild a school and risked bodily injury to do so. You’ve also managed to raise a child, to their teens, without them being a total jerk. ”
He let the words hang. ”How is any of those individual things not extraordinary, let alone all of them together?”
Another pause, he was going to run out of fingers.
”And I’ll bet there’s more. To date, my list of great achievements includes moving myself into a fifth floor walk up and…well…that’s about it.”