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.
"Well its not like I have much else to do. Besides I might as well get used to the idea." Orion started to slip on his pants while he picked up his shirt. Tightening his belt he walkd past her into the bathroom and reattached his blades, concelaing them. Heading towards the door, he reached out and squeezed her butt.
ah! hey! *she screeched as she opened the door and then punched him in the stomach. a young boy nearly ran into them as several kids were running downstairs to start dinner.* hey hey!! SLOW DOWN!! *but they all continued sprinting down the stairs for the kitchen. tricity sighed and looked up at orion.* and you want one of those?? *she joked.*
"Well no I would shop around first. Fins the right options, for the right price, you know?" he said seriously wondering how she knew he wanted kids. Then he realized Ire must have told her that. Wondering how much else he told her he awaited her response.
"You gotta know the right people and say the right words, and its all just alot of hush, hush, but I know a few people and a few words." He smirked as he started down the stairs toward the kitchens.
*when orion and tricity reached her room, tricity sat down on the couch with her head down. orion sat down next to her.* orion: "what's wrong?" the mansion was attacked ri...AGAIN! i swore this wouldnt hap... *he touched her face and turned it toward him.* orion: "it's ok...nothing happened." janie almost... orion: "but she didnt. dont start blaming yourself again. it's how you got depressed before when the mansion was attacked and eventually came down. i dont want to see you like that again." *he interrupted, taking her hands in his. orion's face washed over with concern.* orion: "your back, babe. it's bleeding." *tricity stood up and went to the large mirror. she turned around and noticed the blood coming through the shirt.* dammit... *orion came over and lifted the shirt up to see the wound. it looked like a gash.* orion: "WHO did this??" i...i dont know. it was probably from when i put my back against the pillar and i scratched it or something. *she touched his arm.* i'll go down the hall to visit the doc. you stay here, ok? get some sleep. orion: "but..." please ri, i'm ok....really. *he nodded, taking his shirt off and then kissing her. she smiled and left the room.*
*tricity climbed into bed, after putting a t-shirt on. as she lay down and got comfortable, orion instinctively wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer as they spooned. his hand touched her stomach which made her entire body quiver. she lay awake for an hour, rolling around the idea of what the doctor said. eventually, tricity fell asleep thinking of all the possibilities...*
Orion hadnt been entirly asleep when she came in. Getting dresssed she slipped under the covers and snuggled close to him. As his fingers grazed her stomach he felt her body quiver. Initially thinking it was because of the wound on her back he opened one eye and spotted that it was healed. His brow furrowed because it wasnt cold in the room. He tried to recall all the times shed quivered like that around him. Being cold wasnt it. An injury wasnt it. Maybe hed tickled her. But usually when he tickled her on accident she just pushed his hand closer to her so it wouldnt happen again. One last thing streamed its way across his mind. The last time this happened she thought she had been pregnant. Nah, couldnt be. Hed just imagined it; But if she was. Just in case he squeezed her a little tighter and fell off to sleep while his right hand smoked lightly indicating it was healing his arm.
*after tricity came into her room from her nightly rounds on the students, she hurried into changing. she put on a t-shirt and boxers and then turned on the ac. tricity tied her hair up, pulled back her blankets, and patted the bed for archon to come up. the big wolf jumped in the bed, nearly knocking tricity out of the bed.* archon! *he lifted his head, with his tongue out, looking at her like 'what i do?". she patted his head and then put her own on the feather pillow. tricity sighed and was asleep within a few minutes.*
*tricity woke up the next morning and immediately leaned over her bed, throwing up on the floor. her stomach was in complete agony and she felt very dizzy. she looked down the bed and noticed she had torn the sheets off that night as they were all hanging off the edge. it felt like the room was turning as she was lying there, the bed seemed like it was going up the wall and that she would fall out. without a second thought, she began to panic and these hallucinations were scaring her.* aaahh! aaaaahhhh! help me!! stop!....aaahh... *she hadnt noticed archon lying down on the floor at the bottom of her bed and he raised his head in alert. he stood up and tilted his head in confusion, starting to bark and pawing at the bed. there was a knock on the door and one of the students asking if she was ok.* help!! help me!! *he continued banging on the door and eventually she heard him trying to break it down with his shoulder while calling for help. archon began scratching at the door as if in some attempt to help break it down.* janie: "MS. TIPPER!! MS. TIPPER ARE YOU OK?!" JANIE!! JANIE GET THE DOC PROF!! janie: "CAN I COME IN??" GET THE DOCTOR!! QUICKLY, JANIE! *the little girl phased into the room, looking at her teacher squirming in her bed. she rushed over to tricity, scanning the bed to see what was wrong. the little girl was confused as she ripped the sheets off the bed.* janie: "MS. TIPPER...I DONT SEE ANYTHING!!" please...please...just get...the doctor. *tricity's strength began to fade and she stopped thrashing around. she was starting to black out. when she turned her head toward the doorway, the last thing she saw were the faces of curious students staring into the bedroom.*
*tricity sat back in the leather chair at her desk, putting her feet up like she always did. as she watched the news, as always, something about mutant came up. the anchor was arguing with two senators, one pro registration and against registration of mutants. as tricity watched, the anchor reported congress was passing a bill to keep mutant registration, adding more detail to the bill.* damn...i'm gonna have to take the rest of the kids. *she took out her planner and scheduled a day for the rest of the children who werent registered to in fact do so. tricity sighed and decided she would be able to get the trip going for the following day during lunch. she would have to pull some children from class, but she figured they wouldnt mind.*
*tricity came out of her shower and dressed quickly. after tying her long brown hair up in a messy bun on the top of her head, she sat at her desk and ruffled through the papers. there were a few more applications pending for more mutants to stay at the mansion.* geez...everyone is looking for sanctuary. *she looked down at her schedule for the day and saw it was fairly free for her to have some time to herself for a change. tricity mentally turned the television on and put her leather boots up on the glass desk like she always did.*
*tricity opened the door to her room and walked around to her desk absent-mindedly as she leafed through the mail, separating the junk and what was worth her limited time.* so... *she said, plopping down in her leather desk chair and lifting her legs up on her desk. after mentally turning the radio on softly, she turned to kaos.* what's up? where have you been staying?
matt, confused as how the radio turned on, sat down on the chair opposite her "just my place in the city...and work basicaly. You've been here I take it?"
