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.
Sara couldn't see the expression on Slate's face, but all her other senses were working over time to read what she couldn't see. The sound of His heart rate and breathing. The way the air felt circulating between them from his mouth. The subtle tells in his smell.
Sara leaned back in her seat as she listened to the click of Slate's spoon on his plate. When he spoke up, he sounded more pleased than when Sara told him she had to do things on her own. "I'd love some of that ice cream." Sara finally accepted, She found a clean spoon on her side of the table, and moved to dip the edge into the crust of the ice cream on her side of the plate.
"I have to find out what Luke wants to do next about this." Sara tapped the folder on the table in front of her. "But we may be coming back, asking for assistance with this gun problem."
The offering of ice cream was accepted. Oddly, this had the effect of making the next bite taste more delicious. He would have to share his ice cream more often.
>> "I have to find out what Luke wants to do next about this. But we may be coming back, asking for assistance with this gun problem."
“If you think I can be of any assistance,” Slate asked mildly, given the past flow of their conversation, “you only have to ask.” He would simply have to trust that she would ask, if she needed to. Preferably before she was shot in the head again, or soon thereafter.
the ice cream tasted really good and sara made a mental note to order some more next time she had the chance to stop in and visit johnny. She let the ice cream melt on the center of her mouth for a moment or two before the contents drained back and was swallowed when it became an annoyance sitting at the back of her throat.
"i want to follow what Luke's wishes are." Sara informed Slate. she set the spoon down on her napkin, then sipped at her milk. "however i will keep you in mind for this and for for future obstacle. thank you."
Sara finished her milk, the glass was set down with a click against the table, and Sara began gathering the folder and loose papers. tapping them against the table's edge to make a straight pile."i hate to make this meeting short, however Luke is expecting this information. i know he wants to move fast on this problem." that and Sara had no way of knowing what time it was. her instinctual clock was ticking. Telling her that her time had to be running short.
A ‘thank you’. He had gotten a ‘thank you’ from Miss Nobes. That was somehow... humbling. Slate took another bite of the quickly disappearing ice cream.
>> ."i hate to make this meeting short, however Luke is expecting this information. i know he wants to move fast on this problem."
“Stay safe, Sara,” the Kabal’s leader said softly. This was not an order, mind you. Slate knew a little something about cats and orders.