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.
Spring flowered were just starting to spring up in the corners of the garden... thus, Andrea simply had to take a mid afternoon walk. While it was still chilly enough outside that she felt inclined to wrap herself up in a scarf and coat, she had to admit that the sun on her skin was a welcome feeling after being indoors for so long during the winter. Her sneakers brought her to the foot of a fountain, where she sat and dipped a gloved finger into the water. The coldness of it escaped her, a chill she would never feel though her numbed fingers. With a sigh, she flicked the clinging droplets of water from her hand, and dug into her coat pocket for her book. She had spotted a bench not far off, and was looking forward to reading her book in the sun... or perhaps taking an afternoon nap.
Drawing herself up, she moved off to find that bench she had spotted. Along the way she happened past a small cluster of spring flowers, she stopped, knelt and plucked a daisy from its kin, before moving off once more. It took her a moment of studying the flower, before she decided to slip her glove off and freeze it in it's spring glory forever... When the bench came into view, she was humming happily, a newly transformed stone flower clasped to her chest, while she casually flipped her book open to the page she had stopped on. Her bum met the wooden bench and she leaned back, casting her legs up and over the arm rest as she held her book above her and read, twiddling with her flower in the hand that she had left hanging over the side of the seat.
Tours were great and Kai was thankful that Koga and Shin were willing to give one to him, but… it was so nice outside. So while he was curious about a school for mutants, the building itself was not that interesting to him. He stayed with the unofficial tour until it was polite to leave and then, thanking them profusely, excused himself to “Wander around and take a look.”
His first step outside just riddled him with happiness. After long months of winter and snow and freezing temperatures the sun was shining stronger and a little longer each day. And best yet, the flowers were starting to pop-up and there were buds on the trees!
Kai gazed around the garden enjoying the fact that green filled his sight. Wait!? Is that person… green? I guess you meet all types at a mutant school…
“Uh… what have you done to that flower?” He asked, more curious than upset. Everything else around him resounded with life’s song- but the flower sounded muted.
A breeze shifted by, ruffling her hair. She stifled a yawn with the back of her hand, and lowered her book to her stomach. The songs fo birds and rustling of leaves beat back her urge to read. She relaxed instead and stared up at the clouds above. It was nice, having a blue sky above you, rather than peeking in from the other side of a window. "A duck..." She muttered, eyes locked though her sunglasses on a fowl shaped cloud up above...
>>“Uh… what have you done to that flower?”
"Hm?"
Her eyes turned, chin following, and she raised her dark eyebrows at the boy standing to her left. He was sideways... or was that simply because she was still laying down? The gorgon shrugged, it didn't matter- back to the question... What had she done?... She blinked at him, them blinked at the flower in her hand. How many times had she explained it before...? She did have the energy to explain, but she wanted to reserve it for fighting her hunger beast off a little longer.
"What, this? See for yourself..." Her voice, while calm, was a clear give away to her current laziness. She raised her hand, offering the flower to him, and watched silently with hidden, curious eyes.
>>"What, this? See for yourself..." She seemed really non-committal, bored even. Which was fine because Kai wasn’t particularly interested in her- or rather, he was much more interested in the mystery of the flower.
He delicately plucked the daisy from her fingers. Its weight was more than he expected. He peered closely at the delicate white petals- except they weren’t so delicate. It was rock hard and by now, very dead. Interesting…
“Wow! Can I- I hate to bother you again. How did you do that? Is it just plants that you can do that too? I really hope that isn’t the case.” He twirled the flower and wished that there was a way that it could stay alive. It was so beautiful and now its beauty was preserved forever, but at the expense of life. What kind of sense did that make? And if he had gotten to it earlier, could he have saved it?
>>“Wow! Can I- I hate to bother you again. How did you do that? Is it just plants that you can do that too? I really hope that isn’t the case.”
Silently, Andrea pushed herself up into a sitting position, bog eared her page and set her book aside. She stretched, yawning, and clasped a hand over her mouth. "It's not a bother, perfectly alright." Adjusting herself on the bench, she leveled a lazy smile on him, "I'm quite used to questions." Now... how to go about explaining?...That was the question. Touching another flower or a bug was the easiest form of explaining... Well, maybe not a bug. She would feel terribly guilt afterward. Words were always another option.. but- she was just so tired.
"It's not just plants... Anything living can be turned." Well... that was sort of vague, after a short pause she added, "or anything that was once living... like cotton or leather." Much better- A small list of thing's she couldn't wear. She turned, plucking a leaf from a shrub behind her, and slipped one of her gloves off carefully, clasping an empty finger between her teeth as she dropped the leaf into her cupped palm and held it out for him to watch.
"All I have to do is touch it..." While the leaf turned, seeming to shrink just a tiny bit as it hardened, she cast a look up to him. It still surprised her quite a bit when people showed and interest in her...'Talent'. Honestly, she didn't find her mutations all that fascinating. They were destructive, and prevented her from living normally. But... if he really wanted to know, of course she wouldn't deny him. Twas just an innocent question after all.
“AH! STOP! DON’T TOUCH IT!” He yelped and grabbed at the leaf.
Oops… perhaps too strong of a reaction. But now that he knew how her power worked, he didn’t really care to see it again. Sure, the leaf wouldn’t be able to survive without the rest of the plant- he should have stopped her from picking it in the first place- but still!
He examined the poor unfortunate leaf. It had shriveled quite a bit and was quickly approaching death. There was nothing he could do. “I guess it was a stupid experiment to begin with.” He muttered.
Andrea jerked her hand back swiftly, her heart leaping into her throat. He had made move to touch her... or at least to grab the leaf. On top of his rather sudden outburst, now she was fretting that she had skimmed against him on accident. She wouldn't be able to forgive herself for being so reckless if he was hurt...
"I'm sorry..."
Her voice remained soft, but was strained all the same. She watched him silently, taking in the worry and fear he showered down upon the withered leaf in his hand. "I did not mean to upset you..."
>>“I guess it was a stupid experiment to begin with.”
Her lips shifted, turning down at the corners in a shallow frown. A stupid experiment?... The Greek didn't know what to think, really. He had asked her about her mutations... She had simply shown him. Andreas eyes dropped to her lap, then to her book, and she considered heading inside- where she could read in private.
Kai knew he had said something stupid because she apologized, but sounded like she was about to burst into tears.
“No! I’m sorry. I just- my, er, hobby is with plants.” He reached out to the plant she originally pulled the leaf from. As his fingers got closer, the thin branches and tiny leaves twined around his fingers like cats. To make his point, he told them to grow until each leaf was the size of his fist.
“When you touched it, the flower wasn’t quite dead. I was wondering if I could tell it to grow fast enough that it would break the hard stone shell. Anyway, like I said, it was a stupid idea.”
Kai pulled his hand back from the bush and found that he was securely trapped. The wood had thickened and was loath to let go of its new friend. He pulled a little harder. Still stuck. And a little harder when suddenly he was free. Unfortunately, his momentum propelled him straight into the girl on the bench.
>>“No! I’m sorry. I just- my, er, hobby is with plants.”
Her eyes rose, and she nodded, slightly. She had a hobby with plants as well, if his hobby was the same as hers as she assumed. the only difference it would seem, was that she was quite used to solidifying the plants she worked with, and he seemed to be quite fond of keeping them lush and green. When he reached out to touch the bushes behind her, she had to admit that it was her curiosity keeping her rooted to the spot and staring, but when the leaved started to move, and grow- Andrea panicked. Just a little. Uttering something between a gasp and a small shriek, she lurched back as far as she could on the bench, absolutely sure that the plants were going to come alive and take revenge on her for their fallen brethren...
>>“When you touched it, the flower wasn’t quite dead. I was wondering if I could tell it to grow fast enough that it would break the hard stone shell. Anyway, like I said, it was a stupid idea.”
After a few tense moments, she relaxed a bit and reached for her book, which she had nearly kicked off the bench whilst skittering. In a way, she understood. It seemed logical that perhaps the plant could be saved. The only problem with that hope was the fact that she didn't form anything around the leaf like an encasing. The leaf had simply turned, like a biscuit left out in the sun too long, to a rock hard substance. With a sigh, she wetted her lips, tuged on her glove once more and prepared to dash his theory(possibly hope and or dreams), when she caught sight of his tugging to be set free of the bushes and her 'The plants are going to kill us all!' paranoia kicked in again. She made to lean forward, to help tug him from the foliage, when he was suddenly, and rather unexpectedly freed... and Andrea had a new lap warmer.
"Oof!" Her arms flew back, legs rag dolled a little in the air, before she found herself looking up at the sky again... with a little glimpse of hair in her vision.
His “Oof!” echoed hers as they landed without much grace on the grass. The bent blades wiggled, a little upset at being suddenly squished, but also that they did not provide a soft enough landing for Kai. He quickly rolled off the green mutant girl, afraid that he would accidentally touch her. She could turn ‘any living thing’ to stone and he was pretty sure that he was living. At least for the time being.
“I am soooo sorry! They are very friendly. Especially when I pay attention to them.” Seeing that she had donned her gloves again, he offered a hand to help her up.
“I’m Kai.” He waited for her to fill in her name in the awkward pause, then asked “Do you live here?” Not that he was thinking about it for himself. At least not seriously. He had his own apartment and source of income, why give all that up for a smaller room and (gasp) going to classes again? Still, it seemed like a nice little community here. Maybe he would just be a frequent visitor. I’m pretty sure I could talk to the head gardener or grounds keeper. Maybe supply them with some annuals…
"Oh no, Do not worry about it..." The view from her position on the grass was well, pretty. Blue sky with dotted white and gray clouds.... Was it going to rain? Wrinkling her nose, Andrea pushed herself up into a sitting position and brushed her back off as best she could. Then, as she was about to get up, something he had said struck her.
"Wait... You say they are friendly?... the plants?" For a moment, a flood of confusion washed over her. She had seen that he could control plants, and make them larger- and she would assume smaller... but, he could interact with them as well? "They are... intelligent?"
A quick peek down at the grass below her, and she frowned. Her confusion turned to guilt, and she wiggled her fingers in the grass. She had never put much thought into if plants could be sentient or not, or even feel for that matter... and if it was possible, and this guy could understand them, well, that would just suck in a number of ways. She hoped, with all of her being that they could not, and that she hadn't in fact been murdering despairing flowers everyday at work..
"I'm Andrea..." She accepted his hand cautiously, and got to her feet. Once fully upright, she continued to brush herself off. She managed a weak smile his way. "I do in fact live here, what about yourself?"
>>"Wait... You say they are friendly?... the plants? They are... intelligent?"
“Oh… Well. Yes and no. They’re not intelligent as in they’re going to ace algebra, but they have more sentience than most people give them credit for. They can feel, communicate with one another, sense the presence of animals and people, recognize danger, know the changing seasons...And my twin brother and I have a connection with plants, so we can understand them more than regular people. Some of them say that we are kind of like a giant plant to them…” He smirked a little bit and added, “Trees, of course are the smartest. They have, well not ‘souls’ per se, but a kind of spirit. A lot of native legends recognize trees as bridging the gap between the underworld, earth, and the heavens.”
The girl was examining the grass as though it was going to grow legs and walk. A new reverence, perhaps. Then she snapped out of it and let him help her up.
>>”I’m Andrea… I do in fact live here, what about yourself?”
He sighed wistfully, “No. Not yet at least. Cam- Cameron, my brother, and I own a little flower shop downtown and live in the apartment above it. But this place is awesome. We don’t really have gardens of our own, just a green house. And of course with only my brother as company… well let’s just say we get kind of sick of each other from time to time.”
Kai clicked his mouth shut. Why was he so talkative all of a sudden? But then he needed to ask- “What is it like living here? With everyone so different and taking classes and…” he stopped, not even really knowing what else to ask, but filled with a burning curiosity.
Sentience. Emotions. They could feeeeel. He continued on while Andrea spiraled away into a dark mental depression. She was a murderer! A foliage killer! A floral assassin! The list went on, but she ignored it. She hadn't realized that things like daisies and roses could feel like she could feel, and now that she had been informed, she felt... well, horrible, in a sense. She might as well have been making cat and dog bouquets and stone lawn ornaments rather than cut flower arrangements and stone plants for decorations. With a gulp, she scratched at the side of her cheek, and glanced back down at the grass. In a way, she supposed there was still a difference between plants and animals- and not only because animals were fun to pet, and plants were fun to smell. She was not the one who had the ability to communicate with flowers, so, she didn't have to worry about it unless Kai was around, right? "How... interesting. I happen to work in a flower shop as well, though, we sell more bouquets than we do living plants..."
A nervous smile settled on her lips, and she forced herself to stop scratching her cheek. It looked shifty, surely. "Well, it is rather nice here. As you can see there is lots of space, and the people here are just wonderful." She thought about a few in particular. "There almost never seems to be a dull moment, not with the folks around here anyway." She smiled, a little distracted from her previous foliage induced worry. "But I would not know much about the classes, as of yet I have not taken one at this school..." Another pause, as she pursed her lips and considered ever taking classes. She didn't need them, right? High school was over, and she had a few online college classes under her belt...so, did she really need any more education? After a moment, she snorted inwardly. What a silly thing to think, never needing anymore education? Ha!
>>"How... interesting. I happen to work in a flower shop as well, though, we sell more bouquets than we do living plants..."
She sounded a bit nervous about having cut flowers. “It’s okay. It’s almost like pruning. The plants don’t really mind that kind of stuff. We make bouquets, too, from time to time. Part of the job.”
Never a dull moment sounded kind of nice right now, but he did kind of wonder about her not taking any classes… “Oh, I just thought. Well it is called a School, right? I mean, I was just hoping to take some chemistry classes. Or plant biology.” Or finish at least a year of high school… He grinned. Kai and his brother had never been particularly stellar students before they left, but since coming to New York, they had learned more about math and things running their shop than they ever did in school. Funny that I kind of miss it.
Kai started walking. He had already taken in all of the scenery at this particular spot. “So, what does everyone do here if they don’t take classes? You said it wasn’t dull… what happens? Game nights or what?”
>>“It’s okay. It’s almost like pruning. The plants don’t really mind that kind of stuff. We make bouquets, too, from time to time. Part of the job.”
Whew.... Andrea let out a breath that she hadn't realized she had been holding. The paranoid fear that her plants at work would turn against her and she would die a horrible, Ivy vine engulfed death fluttered off like a spring time bird, and she relaxed viably. "That is good to know. I was worried that this whole time I had been hurting a bunch of little plants."
>>“Oh, I just thought. Well it is called a School, right? I mean, I was just hoping to take some chemistry classes. Or plant biology.”
She nodded, then paused. There was no reason he could not take classes, was there? "I am much too old to be taking most of the classes here... but I'm sure if you wanted to you would be able to take a class." She didn't know if he had to be living at the mansion to do so, however. "I'm probably not the best person to ask about things like this though, I am fairly new to the school myself."
>>“So, what does everyone do here if they don’t take classes? You said it wasn’t dull… what happens? Game nights or what?”
Such a curious male. Andrea followed after him, bringing a finger to her lips as she pondered the question. "Well, there is a lot of things to do here. Our library is rather large... There is a game room.... and the living room has a multitude of movies to watch. I suggest watching 'The Mask of Red Death' with Vincent Price. He's a lovely actor..." That tidbit of information aside, what else was there to say? "I suppose from the short stay I have had here, I would have to say it's more of the people you will meet and less of the activities going on..."