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.
"...Same person, different body. I don't have multiple personalities or anythin'."
Ghost scratched her head. "Sometimes I don't have a body... Not... really the same thing is it? Heh. Yeah. Explaining abilities gets iffy at times." Yeah. Ghost definitely would have bought the twin thing. She might have even been more comfortable with it. Switching genders was just... brain breaking.
"Is it fun to be a boy?" It would be an experience in the very least. Like... eating for two. Ghost-Maya did indulge herself by allowing her eyes to wander toward the tummy area of the blob of a sweatshirt Other-Maya was wearing. Nawww... if she was pregnant... and a boy... how would that work... exactly?
"I rather like the ability to ghost. Others I've brought over have almost vomited on my shoes afterward or... worse," Ghost wiggled her fingers admiring her ring and her discolored hands for a moment, "but it's an effective way to dodge physical harm. Besides ghosting I can do other things you might expect from an elemental."
Her food was as good as she'd hoped. She forked it in between sentences.
"My mother was a water elemental." And it was only recently, after her dad had come back into her life that it had become easier to talk of these things. "My dad's human."
"As for the Mansion, it's a wonderful place to live and grown and learn. I lived there for over a year when I first came to New York and I still sort of live there on the weekends anyway. Sam is sort of the boss-man when Tricity isn't around. He's sweet, but I'd let him know you're a man sometimes. It might keep his lips off of you." Ghost chewed a particularly delectable bit of cauliflower. That about summed it up, right?
Maya didn't respond right away... because she had no idea how to. She'd been switching genders even before she was born; if one was more fun than the other, she wouldn't know. It was only... natural. Smirking, she shrugged.
"I guess so. I like being Gawain... that's my boy name... but both of me has perks and... um, disadvantages too. As Maya, I can get away with more. People don't like punching gals, ya see" she grinned. And as Gawain, I can hit on girls, she thought, but decided not to add that part just yet.
She listened intently while Ghost talked about her power, and she took the opportunity to eat instead of talking. She was almost finished with the food on her plate when she spoke again.
"Sounds really cool." she was honest about that. Being an elemental sounded like a mutation with countless possibilities.
>>"As for the Mansion, it's a wonderful place to live and grown and learn. I lived there for over a year when I first came to New York and I still sort of live there on the weekends anyway. Sam is sort of the boss-man when Tricity isn't around. He's sweet, but I'd let him know you're a man sometimes. It might keep his lips off of you."
That last comment almost made Maya choke on the last bit of food. Huh?... And here she was thinking the mutant haven was all shiny and happy. After a coughing fit, she let out a surprised laugh.
"So what, Deputy Headmaster preys on teenage girls? Some school ya have there." she grinned "Gee, thanks for the advice. I'll tell him I don't swing that way."
People didn't like to punch girls? Ghost tried to reflect on this thought... no... She'd had her fair share of punches. Maybe she'd had more than her share. Maybe it was her line of work as an X or maybe she just wasn't a very good girl? She had been mistaken for a boy before.
It was Ghost's turn to glance down toward her belly. It was a straight shot. Not a bosom in sight to interrupt her view. Sigh.
Her comment about Sam worked. Other-Maya... Other_maya/Gawain was back to laughing. She hadn't messed up that bad if she was laughing again already.
"Gee, thanks for the advice. I'll tell him I don't swing that way."
"Or you could just threaten him with a baseball bat. That works surprisingly well." True story. Ghost hit Sam over the head with a baseball bat hard enough to give him a mighty concussion. He hadn't been able to fly the X-jet home from a mission. It wasn't something Ghost was proud of, but it was something to laugh about now that Sam was better and she'd made her apologies.
The waitress came by to ask if they needed boxes before she scuttled off for the check.
"Uhm. You don't have to answer this, because I know this is a very personal question, but... what way do you.. uh-swing? Do you actually prefer to be Guh-wain? I mean, do you get to choose who you are?" Because today she was Other-Maya. Maybe Other-Maya was less likely to get run out of a wedding boutique with a broom?
Ghost ran her finger along her plate to gather up the last bits of sauce.
>>"Or you could just threaten him with a baseball bat. That works surprisingly well."
Maya grinned. "Yeah, I'll keep that in mind. Can I tell him it was your idea?" She imagined hitting a Deputy Headmaster on the head with a baseball bat, and decided she liked the idea. Of course she couldn't really visualize the person, but she guessed that someone willing to run a school full of teenage mutants either has to be crazy or very very cool. She'll see.
>>"Uhm. You don't have to answer this, because I know this is a very personal question, but... what way do you.. uh-swing? Do you actually prefer to be Guh-wain? I mean, do you get to choose who you are?"
Maya smirked. She'd already told all kinds of things to this Ghost person, why not answer this one as well?...
"Well, y'know, I'm into girls, so I guess that makes me favor Gawain." she shrugged "Not like I've got a choice. The shift is kinda... automatic. One mornin' I'm a guy, next mornin' I'm a girl. Back an' forth." she wrinkled her nose "At least it's not random..."
Ghost-Maya ducked to hide her smile. It wasn't funny. Really, it wasn't. "It might actually work better if you did. I cracked him a good one once and we've been plutonic pals ever since."
Beneath the table Ghost-Maya's toes wriggled inside of her shoes as she listened to Other-Maya's predicament. She liked girls, but she was sometimes a girl, herself. Not that some girls didn't already like other girls, but... that made for some naturally awkward situations.
"At least it's not random..."
Ghost-Maya grimaced along with other-Maya. Yes. At least it wasn't random. Well, if they were getting into the realm of strange and far too personal, Ghost might as well keep asking questions until she was denied. "Sooo.. what about if you wanted to have a baby? Or... you'd probably want someone else to have your baby..." She shrugged. "I don't think I want kids, not until things settle down some anyway." She added the rest hastily as if by admitting something about herself it justified her asking of the question.
The waitress returned with receipt and doggy bags and friendly far-too-smiley well wishes. Ghost-Maya signed the paper and then they were free to leave or linger.
>>"It might actually work better if you did. I cracked him a good one once and we've been plutonic pals ever since."
Maya grinned, and gave Other Maya a thumbs up, because anyone who can hit a mutant deputy headmaster and get away with it deserves respect. So far that Mansion did not sound like a horrible place. There might be some actual fun going on between those walls. Among other desirable things. Like food.
>>"Sooo.. what about if you wanted to have a baby? Or... you'd probably want someone else to have your baby... I don't think I want kids, not until things settle down some anyway."
Maya shuddered at the question. "Hells no. C'mon, seriously, could ya picture me as a mother?" she smirked. Not like there was anything wrong with babies. As long as they inhabited someone else's belly. Not to mention their, uh, process of getting in there. "... or a father, for that matter." she added "To tell ya the truth I haven't been thinkin' that far ahead." And Gawain's brain was the one that got closest to the baby issue. As close as teenage boys' minds can usually get. Yeah. Maya stood and stretched, feeling cheerful and well-fed for the first time in days.