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.
Petunia nodded to the big red dude that spoke to her. Joshua became paler.
Once on the bus, Petunia shoved Joshua in a seat towards the back and sat next to him, where he had no way out except for the window, and that was being guarded by a single white moth. The rest of petunia’s cloud of moths had been left out side, where they were spreading in the air, and would be left, once the bus was moving.
Petunia sat sideways in her seat, leaning against Joshua, who was shivering and sitting on his hands. Being sure to let his eyes stare at his knees. Mean while, Petunia was planning on mounting another attack on the police. As she sat in her seat, near the back of the bus, she slowly started building a pile of poisonous stinger wielding insects on the seat behind her. Each little friend crawled out from underneath her collar, and flew on the back seat, making a wasp pile.
" I could deliver those precisely where they will need to go if you would allow me."
Petunia grinned so that her cheeks creased. “sure. Just scoop them up like they are snow balls.” She instructed, Demonstrating with a pile of large wasps, the size of there thumb, that were multiplying from the skin at the palm of her hand, as more continued to escape from under her collar. “There was a police car that pulled up next to them and she handed the pile in her hands, to Joshua. “Here hold these bro.” Naturally he squealed and threw the ball of wasps out the window where they charged the police cruiser closest to their side. Most of them splattered against the wind shield. A few got inside the car, and it swerved back and forth, Hopping on and off the curb. “Or that works too.” She patted her brother’s head and he ducked like a beaten animal.
Petunia menuvered so that she was standing on her knees, on the seat, facing behind her. “there is a bit of a distance factor with these guys.” She warned. The smile still present on her face. “But they have to be really far out of reach, for me not to control them.” Technically 20 feet was a really far ways away, so she wasn’t lying, in her head. Hehehe.
Ah big explosion and people laughing like madmen waked Cailyn up a bit. She was still woozy and sleepy but she was half awake to find out what was happening. She pulled her mask of and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes a bit and yawned. She moved up a bit and looked out the window to see a burning chopper. She rubbed her eyes again to make sure the things she saw where real.
The laughing of all the mad men was scaring Cailyn as she curled up and put her hands against her ears. Whispers where going insane again with all the emotions that where let lose into the bus. It hurt her and she opened her mouth as if she was going to scream but she didn't. Al she she whispered now is: "Please make it stop." over and over again to herself. Nobody probably even heard her talking to herself. The whispers told her what happened and that people died. This scared her even more. She didn't like being locked away in some asylum but death isn't something she could handle very well.
“cool.” Petunia said as she watched the hand and the not so happy face. Her wasps obediently sat in his hand, and the ones that were left on the seat, to enjoy the bus ride, obediently sat on the seat.
The girl she had been playing with, was at the front of the bus, and Petunia could see her reacting to all the things around her again. Funny, She hadn’t seemed so down when that mask was on her. Taking a moment, to lean over to her brother, and whisper that he had to behave of be wasp dinner for those bogs left on the back seat, behind them, petunia puhed herself out of her seat. Letting her bugs baby sit the rest of the way there.
Petunia stood in the isle, and made her way to the front of the bus, where she patted Hymn on the back. The other hand offering her the mask, again, because that always seemed to make everything better. “If it wasn’t us taking care of them, it would be the other way around.”
Whispers went beserk in her mind giving her a headache bad enough that it felt like her head was going to split right open. She put her hand through her hair all tensed up as if they where trying to push through her skull. All she wanted was that they stopped, that they went into there usual calmness. And suddenly she felt a pat on her back
“If it wasn’t us taking care of them, it would be the other way around.”
She turned around to see who it was and it seemed to be the pixy girl. Her mouth was moving but Cailyn couldn't hear her as the whispers and the noise drowned it out. She had her mask and seemed to want to give it to her. She looked at her as she was talking with her eyes pinched a bit as if she was trying to make out what she said. After that she took the mask and put it back on. The silence was back , atleast in her head and she let herself slide over the seats again ready to fall asleep again.
When all the commotion was over, Cailyn layed back down on the two front seats and yawned. She placed her hands under her head and she started to feel sleepy again. She could still hear the other looney's scream of excitement but she didn't care anymore. She didn't have a good nights rest in a long time and now was finnaly the time to catch up on some sleep as she dozed of into the world of dreams.
"Last stop and welcome home to all that want to stay."
Cailyn did abyss talking faintly in her sleep but it didn't wake her up. She dreamt of all things fluffy and nice and she wasn't about to wake up from it. She turned around and moaned a bit in her sleep as she put her hands over her face. She was fast asleep.
The other girl didn’t seem to be understanding her, but she still took the mask. There was something that Petunia liked about the girl. Not her ability but the child side. So innocent and in a place like that. And then so willing to retaliate against that guard, the moment Petunia gave her an opening. What ever the guards had done, the had paid. They were all paying. Then there seemed to be more coming from down the street, now that the bus was stopped and the fun crazy ride was over.
"Last stop and welcome home to all that want to stay."
Petunia nodded and turned to the back of the bus. Motioning for her brother to follow her, he shook his head but the wasps that had been standing guard flew forward and perched on his shoulder. He jumped straight up, and obediently followed Petunia off of the bus.
Petunia, her brother, Joshua, and the rest of the passengers moved off of the bus, leaving the other girl to be picked up again. Ha! Like Petunia could even life a 5 year old. Let the big red guy do all the carrying. On the side walk, Petunia stood with the two mutants at the front of the door. Mingling with the rest from the asylum.
