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.
Site adaptation by Sen, Lix, and Tempest. <3
Doug Funny, Purse snatcher extraordinaire ( Koga )
~~"...This... is a pretty useful talent you own..."
“Your not bad yourssself, I didn’t sssee what you did to them, but I’d be happy with you at my back anytime.”
~~“Thank you”
“Anytime.” Koga smiled brightly, quickly following Andrea’s lead and not carrying about the crowd and momentarily forgetting about his shoes.
~~"You know... I've seen you before... but i've never been formally introduced. Seeing as you just saved my purse, I feel that now is a better time than ever."
~~"I am Andrea Gordon, It's a pleasure to meet you."
“Ryuichi Koga, and the pleasure is mine Andrea.”
~~"Is there anything I can do to thank you properly?"
Koga blushed before his thoughts even got ahead of him, in every anime he had ever watched with a girl and a girl the goal was a kiss…typically a chaste one but an unattainable thing anyhow.
Koga stopped the crushing thoughts before he just sat their and grinned at her. “You already thanked me properly, we live in the sssame house you are practically family. “he quickly added“ I’m glad I could help.”
>>“Your not bad yourssself, I didn’t sssee what you did to them, but I’d be happy with you at my back anytime.”
Flushing brown with embarrassment, and tried unsuccessfully to duck down into her coat. It wasn't even possible in her mind for her to be good at something so... violent, but she had been backed into a corner...and that guy had spit on her... So, he deserved it. Though she would have preferred to shove a bar of soap down his throat. The color changing boy beside her resumed speaking, and she shushed her inner thoughts..
>>“Ryuichi Koga, and the pleasure is mine Andrea.”
Koga... his name was Koga. Andrea smiled back, and tucked her hands into her pockets, their usually hiding spots. Knowing someones name made everything better, from greetings to goodbyes- it always made it easier to personalize one's words.
>>“You already thanked me properly, we live in the sssame house you are practically family.“-“ I’m glad I could help.”
Family... She thought back to her actual family, the one she had left behind, and the action nearly wiped the smile from her face. Her lips twitched, dipping faintly, before curving back up into a non toothy smile. Yes, in a way those who lived at the school with her were her new family, but only because they resided under the same roof. The Greek heaved a silent inward sigh, and scuffed her shoe against the ground. All sad thoughts aside, she finally took notice of the rather serpentine way he sounded out his s's. It was massively entertaining once she became away to its presence. But, she still felt inclined to thank him more- even if he said her verbal thank you was enough.
"If you are not on your way somewhere Koga, would you care to walk home with me?" She paused, then tacked a, "I was thinking about stopping for a late lunch on the way as well, if you are interested of course...", onto the end. An offer would make her feel better, even if it wasn't acted upon. It wasn't every day random mutants would throw themselves into danger over a silly little purse, after all...
Huh, what did he do there, it was like he threw a cp of cold water on her happiness. He thought the offer of kinship would be a good thing but somehow it hurt her. it took him a moment and then he realized why he was so hungry for kinship him self cause his family all but banished him. He held up his hand near her flesh and then her hair and took on the colors of her skin. Making them appear like siblings, he wasn’t sure what made him except the age difference and move his crush to a simple appreciation for her exotic look, but whatever it was, she had just moved from mouthwatering older girl, to more of a sibling position.
~~"If you are not on your way somewhere Koga, would you care to walk home with me?" "I was thinking about stopping for a late lunch on the way as well, if you are interested of course..."
“Ssssure, that sssoundss good to me. One sssec.” He held up a finger and dashed around the corner, into the alleyway slipping on first his left shoe and then further down his right, he wasn’t sure where they went but the alley punks were gone. He ran right back to where he left her standing and was barely breathing hard for his sudden sprint. He wondered if she was afraid to walk home or just felt like company. He hadn’t even realized that it was a payback your kindness trap yet.
“Ssso, what do you want to eat on our journey home?”
Instinctively, she flinched just a bit from his hand coming her way, she was a creature not used to any form of physical contact. Her eyes watched from behind her shades, widening as his skin shifted and morphed into something akin to her own medium Grey- dark spots included. Her shallow smile widened into a toothy grin, and she pointed a finger at him, waggling it slowly. "We match." With a chuckle, she dropped her hand and sighed. "I did not know I looked so Grey..." Not thinking to add an explanation to her rather odd comment, she turned instead to watching him dart away, around a corner, back into that dreaded alley.
She stayed put, praying silently that a green cloud of noxious fumes woulden't come rolling out from the alley. Then he returned. (with shoes again!) >>“Ssso, what do you want to eat on our journey home?”
He had agreed, as previously stated before he ran off to find his foot clothing... "How does chili cheese dogs and lemonade sound to you?" Her favorite.. Yum... She saw nothing wrong with sharing her love of the horribly bad for you junk food. Of course, she had other places in mind as well, like a small walk in diner she had discovered along the bus routes home that served a particularly great tasting pizza...
~~"We match." "I did not know I looked so Grey..."
Koga heard the words even as he dashed off confused.
"How does chili cheese dogs and lemonade sound to you?"
"that sssoundsss terrible. he paused for effect." and by terrible of courssse I mean fantassstic!" He tilted his head." but hey, did you sssay you were Grey? caussse we are looking pretty green to me." he sincerely he hoped he wasn't messing with this girls world. but hey she didn't exactly sound happy about being Grey.
Koga glanced around one last time for paranoia's sake, double checking for those punks and making sure they weren't followed. he took up pace hopefully with Andy in tow toward the closest bus stop.
>>"that sssoundsss terrible."-" and by terrible of courssse I mean fantassstic!"
Another grin framed her face, and she dipped into her purse to search for her wallet.... If she still had one, that is. Her probing fingers found the familiar shape of the rectangle, and she withdrew it quickly to stare at the slightly battered bright orange plastic clip purse with a happy smile. What a relief...
Why it was called a purse, she didn't know- for it lived inside her purse... and carried her money... so it was a wallet-purse?... apperantly. Either way, it worked. She unsnapped it and dove inside to count her money quickly, her last paycheck-in-cash-form (for she didn't recieve actual paychecks from Alisa) was still pretty much intact. She could afford to buy them lunch- if he would permit it. She shot him a glance from the corner of her eyes and grinned on the inside.
>>" but hey, did you sssay you were Grey? caussse we are looking pretty green to me."
Her eyes flicked his way once more, while she shoved her wallet back into her purse, before they moved back to the ground beneath her feet. He was walking off, and she would follow. "Indeed I did." She paused, for effect as he had, and then continued. "I do not see color, you see. My color, as well as your own, show up rather Grey..." She copied his head tilt and smiled. "I do however remember what color I am... so I can imagine what you look like right now. A very good imitation, if I do say so myself."
She neglected to mention that it had been a while since she had seen herself in a mirror without some form of dark tint distorting her features. Turning her attention once again to Koga, she marveled at his previously mentioned spikes... they reminded her greatly of the sharp pointy weapons hedgehogs possessed, and had to stifle a giggle.
Koga noticed Andre inspecting her wallet. Cool! the stinking pick pocket didn’t follow Ms. Sara’s first rule of theft. Take the valuable part quick and ditch the rest as quick as possible….though Koga hadn’t really given him much time to do anything since he was being all stalky…He really needed to stop doing that and just tag a long a bit more formally it was a heck of a lot less creepy.
Huh…was that a sidewas glance? He couldn’t really tell with the glasses but he thought she was looking at him with out looking at him. he wanted to brush at his nose to make sure she wasn’t laughing at a embarrassing boogie or something.
He smirked as he realized they both looked like curious or confused canines and realigned his head back to its proper posture.
“I sssee, well that’sss too bad, I really like your ssshade of Green. Though I bet your ssshade of grey is just as fabulous.” He caught her looking at him again and it was starting to make him paranoid, was she going to laugh at him?
“What isss it?” he questioned the Gorgon. “Do I have sssomething on my face?”
>>“I sssee, well that’sss too bad, I really like your ssshade of Green. Though I bet your ssshade of grey is just as fabulous.”
Her cheeks heated, and she wasn't quite sure if it was from blushing, or from the warmth of her coat. To be safe, she would assume it was her coats fault. "Why thank you, and might I say it is a shade that looks fabulous on you as well." She was honestly used to most people being either end of the spectrum- the Grey spectrum that is. They were either dark, medium, or pretty close to white. Though, she had yet to truly meet someone she could classify as white white. No body she knew was near glowing as or yet, nor did they lack shading.
>>“What isss it?”-“Do I have sssomething on my face?”
Cracking a smile, and a rather large one at that, she shook her head and turned her eyes back to the sidewalk. "No, No. Sorry. I have a tendency to stare while i'm trying to figure out what people look like. Would you mind me asking what color you were before?... and what color's you can changed to?" Thinking back, she wondered what colors he had been on the rooftop, or in the alley for that matter. The building had shared a similar pattern with him, if her memory was correct, so maybe he had blended into the wall? Blinking, she let the thoughts fade and decided that asking and having him answer her would be better than guessing. Least she assume too much and turn out wrong... again.
Koga said as he walked along, he was feeling pretty good about ho things went back there, and the fact that he was on a first name basis with Andrea opposed to a shadow you because I like to work on my skill and keep an eye on mansion residents weirdness-basis.
“Oh um, itssss sssilly but when I fight I like to go into battle mode, I turn my ssskin pure black and my hair bright orange or red…It works on some people but there is a certain intimidation factor there as well. I changed to a brick pattern when I wasss climbing the wall. ssso that wasss brick red. If you wanted to try to match sssome huesss to the tintsss and ssshadesss? Tell me a color and I can change to it for you.”
They made good time to their terribly delicious meal.
With a laugh, Andrea nodded. Indeed, imitation was one of the best forms of flattery. Was that not the reason so many women fought over clothing and purses? so that they would look more like the models they admired... but she was hardly a model, nor was she in need of flattery.
As she listened, she nodded. Black and orange sounded very much like the kind of colors one would find on a snake out in the wild, or a frog or lizard. The kind of colors that warned of poison, or were simply used- As he stated- for intimidation to scare would be attackers away. "Certainly it is a good tactic to have in ones personal arsenal."
With a smile, she brought a finger to her lips and pondered on what colors she would like to see. "Well... I can see the blue of the sky, and the red of that car over there, and.... the yellow of that sign... can you do all three at once?" Tilting her head, she fixated her eyes on him and waited in excited expectation.
Sure enough, the small hot dog stand she had been dragging him to was just around the corner, and in a matter of minutes they found themselves standing in the waiting line behind quite a few people.