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.
She didn’t protest as he slung her over his shoulder again, she was too tired, too cold, and too pissed off with herself to fight him. And confused… Very, very confused. Had he really tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth? Oh, this just got better and better. She loathed the nameless red monkey man who was now kidnapping her and dragging her off into the sunrise like some giant red hamburgler with his latest sack of fast food, or the cookie-crisp bandit with the box of cookie crisp… or the Trix rabbit… Silly rabbit, trix are for kids, and, oh bother, she was going mad.
“Wait!” she said, suddenly, really, REALLY not wanting to go to the sanctuary… At least not yet… She had let him ramble on and on for a moment about the place he was speaking of, but she had something else in mind… “Please put me down, I promise I won’t run.” She was honest, at this point. Besides, her head was starting to hurt from her hanging upside down the way she was.
If he let her down, she wouldn’t pull away from him, if not, she would continue to lay over his shoulder like a sack of taters, but she would continue to talk anyways, “I know a place to go for now… N-not far…*teeth chatter* I-I-if-f-f-f y-y-you t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t…. take me there, I w-w-will go…. W-w-w-w-w-with y-you to s-s-sanc-c-ctu-u-ary.” She then gave him the directions to the condemned house with the piano.
~~“Wait!” “Please put me down, I promise I won’t run.”
“If you make me chase you again, I am not letting you go the next time.”
~~“I know a place to go for now… N-not far…*teeth chatter* I-I-if-f-f-f y-y-you t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t…. take me there, I w-w-will go…. W-w-w-w-w-with y-you to s-s-sanc-c-ctu-u-ary.”
As they walked down the road toward the house they came across three well off men walking down the road. Jupiter pointed toward the middle one. “You.” He pointed a finger at the man with a coat of his suit coat. “don’t you want to give her your outer coat.”
The mans eyes widened with no doubt about how resisting the tower of red before him. He pulled off his coat and asked pleadingly. “Can I keep my wallet?”
“Of course you can, you are the one wanting to give her your coat, after all.” Jupiter’s mouth crooked at one side. He then stepped into the street and then into the first lane until a line of cars stopped, he let the first to pass and then waved to the cabbie in the third bright yellow car. He opened the door for Dryad.
“we’ll get there at lot faster this way.” The cab zoomed off down the road and took them to the house in question.
Xavia did as promised and stayed near the red monkey man, and was actually leaning against him for warmth as she shuddered with the cold. Even the jacket didn’t help her when it was offered, but she did smile feebly at the intimidated man just before he ran off with his two friends. She got into the cab and recited the address of the old abandoned house to the cabby, and when her captor got into the vehicle too, she absentmindedly snuggled against him.
It didn’t take that long for them to reach their destination. The cab pulled up in front of the three storey, Victorian house. It was in sad shape with it’s boarded up windows, and a fresh board across the entry way that caused her to shudder and remember what happened the last time she had been in this very house. But something about it kept drawing her back.
She did not wait for him to pay the cabby before getting out of the taxi and immediately walked toward the back of the house, knowing he would follow eventually. Not wanting to break the front door down to get in, she chose the back route because that was usually how she got in and out of the sagging structure anyways. Without waiting for him, she attempted to climb the trellis she had made, toward the attic window which was just large enough that the man could fit through. Unfortunately, her arms were like lead, and she ended up sitting on her butt at the bottom of the trellis, and waiting anyways.
