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 charger idled roughly back into the Cave. Parking it in its spot Orion killed the engine. Showing Ire how to get out they headed toward the Main Chamber. Ire commented that Orion had chamged little since the Old Times. Orion chuckled and returned the comment with a mischevious grin. Orion started a fire by the usual zippo and a small blast of Chaos. He told ire to follow him and they headed into the Armory Chamber. There Orion picked up Chaos's Dragons breath Blade and handed it to Ire to check out his craftsman ship. Meanwhile Orion slid aside a stone slab and produced his favorite broadsword.
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"I see you have done well in my absents, I'm impressed."
Ire handed the sword back to Orion.
"That sword is very nicely crafted, sometime you will have to tell me of what you went through and more about Chaos, he intrigues me."
Pulling down his hood Ire looked upon the wares in the armory some more. He loved his swords, other then Orion they had been his only friends. But times were changed he needed to figure out about this time.
"If you don't mind Orion I'd like to take a walk on my own and explore a bit. We can duel when I get back."
With that Ire turned and walked from his friends home deep in thought.
Orion nodded to his friend and watched him go. keeping the Dragons Breath Blade, with him he unsheathed his special broadsword. This weapon had been made by him and sharpened by the most powerful telepath of the time. It had taken six hours for the telepath to sharpen it. The blade itself was made of a new substance that has yet to be named but Orion had secrelty named it Tricitanium. The sword was so sharp it cut through stone with no effort. it cut through other metals with not but a flick and was only rivaled by the dragons breath blade. The name he had chosen for it was a little more Orions style. He called it 'Harbringer of Judgment'. Smiling he put it back and closed the stone slab., and headed out of the Cave.
After Chaos, Tricity, and ire had said their goodnights and headed off in their own ways to find sleep for the night Orion headed toward his Personals Chambers. Shedding his clothes completly he laid his head on the pillow and quickly fell asleep.
Dawn broke and he awoke and spent the morning working out and excercising. He then bathed and dressed. Sometimes the best way to find your weak points was to allow them to feel the air as freely as your face does. He did find a couple moves thast he should be guarding better. He worked on those for the remainder of the session. Slipping the usualk blades on his body he left the Cave with Archon now at his side. Wondering what Ire had done all day he headed towards the forest training area where he figured Ire would go to for the night.
Orion wandered back into the Cave. Still thinking about the Old Days, he absent mindedly put his Hunting blade away and headed into the Vehicle Chamber. Selecting the keys for the expiremental bike off the wall he headed over toward the sleek black two wheeled machine. Donning his chaim mail jacket over his black long sleeve shirt he locked it shut and settled his head into the matching helmet. Popping the front end of the helmet up by pushing in the lever on it he slipped his hands into a pair of Kevlar racing gloves. Reachig over he started the bike, and pulled up the kickstand, and put the bike into gear. Sliding his hands into the piloting positions on the control arms, he started to ease out of the Cave. He decided hed head out to the old highway hed found a while back to see what was out that end to make him forget the past, if only for a little bit.
hastening into the Vehicle chamber Orion whip[ped the keys to the Expirmental bike off the pegs and threw himself on it. Spinning the rear tire he hurtled toward the road and the Forgery, where he had in store for Ire a gift what would rival The great Dragons Breath Blade itself.
the sleek black bike came whining into the Vehicle Chamber wqith the rear wheel already stopped. Orion leapted off it even before it was finished satopping. It fell onto its kickstand, with the precision only an expirenced rider could have accomplished. Slamming the keys onto the peg they belonged to Orion jogged back into the Forest Training Area, with his new gift wrapped in silk.
Stumbling into the Cave he made his way toward the stream in the back of the Cave. Unlashing his Sheath he propped it up against the wall and sank into the cool oblivion that was water. Again he passed out and his right hand began to smoke lightly.
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Ire wondered into the cave with no sign of pain from the previous battle. For now it was not relevant all that mattered was finding his friend and gaining his aid. In a stream Ire saw his friend he was seeking out. Orion sat bathing but there was no time for that, there was more important things at hand.
It took a few moments of shaking for Orion to awaken. "Whaa? Who? " Thinking he meant Tricity he struggled to get up. His vision slightly blurred but the wound healing up.
Orion tried to shake the grogginess out of his head. A wonderful picture of his previous wife had vcome to the front of his vision. "Waht? Ire shes dead, man shes been dead for centuries." Orion said as he leaned on a wall for support while trying to find out what was going on with his friend.