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.
"Any job, really. I got my degree in phylosiphy through one of those do-it yourself things. I'm pretty good with computers, and I played basketball since I was 7." He says, looking kind-of worried. "I mean I have like 5K in my account, but that's it. And I would like to pay you back for giving me a room here."
~Yeah, Yeah. Always the goody two-shoes aren't you?~ ~Yeah, Yeah. Always the evil other-self aren't you?~
*Tricity put her hands up and shook her head.* "No, no. We don't take money for room and board or anything. There's no need to pay. Keep the money for other things you may need or want. If you really would like some kind of job, you could maybe have a sorta gym class teaching the kids the basics of basketball?"
"Wow, really! Thank you. That sounds wonderfull. If you ever need anything, feel free to ask." Jaguar stands up and walks to the door. "Thank you once again" He then waks out the door, heading to his room.
Orion insisted on carrying Tricity down from the infirmary and back to her bedroom for more resting. She felt rather weak, it was true, but being carried seemed overboard. He pushed open the door and lay her in bed, moving the blankets down for her.
"Ri, I'm fine. I'm just gonna try and sleep some more, all right?"
"You know I worry. I've been gone and I just feel like I need to make up...," he began, but Tricity interrupted.
"You don't have to make up for anything. It's not your fault you were...gone." The drugs the DocProf had given her were slowly making her drousy. "Archon is in the Cave. Why don't you head over there and...I don't know, loosen up?"
"Fine. But I'll be back a little later tonight," he replied, stepping over Tricity and kissing her forehead before leaving her room. She turned her head to the side and began to drift to sleep.
In the morning, there was a knock at Tricity's door once he had made sure with his power that she really was awake, if not out of bed. "You have a minute?" he called through the door.
"We're not in a mission right now, so it's Mike," he said, eyeing Orion warily. "Can I talk to Tricity for a minute?" he asked, already knowing that she was awake.
Orion turned his head around to presumably where Tricity was lying in her bed. She nodded for Orion to let Mike in, so he opened the door all the way. "Hi, Mike," she greeted with a smile. "Ri, just give us a minute, ok?"
"Sure thing." Orion replied, but Tricity had a feeling he wasn't so keen on her having visitors.
"What's up, hun??" She readjusted herself in the bed to a sitting up position. "How are you and everyone?"
Mike glanced at Orion as he passed, catching his look and seeming to not give a damn. He was one of the team leaders... at least until Orion was given that job now that Mike had saved him, which Mike was still somewhat worried would happen.
"We're all right... some bumps and bruises and cuts, but nothing life threatening. More than I can say for Whitmore," Mike said, with a darkly satisfied look. He quickly banished it from his face. "I just wanted to let you know that Daria and I are going to head out for a few days... finally taking a trip that DOESN'T involve life-threatening experiences or unpleasant familiy business."
"How are YOU doing?" he finally asked, eyeing her. He'd seen her in the infirmary the nigth before, though he hadn't heard why. He assumed it was the same reason as always.
"I'm all right. The Doc gave me some meds that keep me knocked out for a few hours so I can properly rest without interference from life's noises," she replied and nodded toward the hallway, indicating the ruckus from the kids. "I'm fine though. Where you guys headed and why wasn't I invited??" she teased.
Tricity smirked at Mike, shaking her head. "Don't worry about him. He means well. Really..."
She pushed back the covers and grabbed the water by her night stand. "Well, I guess have fun then. Keep in touch...yes, I have to act like a mother, so get over it!"
"No. I was unavailable and you needed to take action. That's why you're second in command. If the first is out of commission, that being me, the second, that being you, should take over," she explained quite simply with a smile. "I'm very glad you did. Things could've turned out...a lot different."
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