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.
Fade had picked out her room in the North wing, just like Cassiel suggested. It was not decorated, well, that's pretty much self-explanitory why not, but it was the best room Fade had ever been in, and the first she could remember in such a good way. "Welcome to your new life, complete with a bed!" She exclaimed to herself like she was in a game show. "Let's see what's in drawer number 1!" She ran over to the dresser and opened it. "Absolutely nothing! But now..." Fade took off her Converse and one of her socks and tossed it in the drawer. "A SOCK!" Pride welled up insode of her and she let out a quick "Wee!" before falling on her new bed, making sure she took up every inch of the comfy material she had longed for for so long. Finally, it was her's.
Fade shot up in an a sitting position as the other girl entered the room. A sudden jolt went down her spine and she turned invisible, for only a second, it's a startled reaction that she goes through. When she regained her breath, she looked over at Dia. "You scared me!" She said, grabbing her chestand sighing in relief. "And don't worry, you're not disturbing anything, I was just...uh...being goofy." Fade got up and moved over to the unfamiliar girl. "I'm Jenny, by the way, but I typically go by Fade, just 'cause it sounds more imaginative. So who are you?" She asked, moving her red hair from her currently green eyes.
Fade looked down at the ground, expecting to find a beetle that the girl was looking at. "Whatcha looking at?" She asked, moving her head to the side, maybe it was a trick of the light and only the other girl could see it.
"No, it's cool, I get startled easily. Seriously, it's no big deal." She tried to move infront of Dia's direct line of vision, then again, Fade might be being rude. She rarely ever apologized and when she did, it was rarely truthful, but that was her old life, she actually apologized sincerely just the other day when she accidently went into the War Room where she was not allowed to go into, whoops.
Fade cocked an eyebrow but shrugged it off. "So...um...where're you from?" She asked, trying to start a conversation with the all famous "Where are you from?" Well, at least it wasn't "Nice weather".
"Pretty much the same story: used to have a family, that was taken, got foster parents, got my power, my foster parents got scared and I had to run away. I lived off the streets until I came here." She shrugged, she moved back over to her bed and sat down, not wishing to stand much longer.
"Sure you can. I'm 16, I think. Somewhere around there. I dunno, let me see." She began muttering softly and only some words could be made out: "last time...caught...14...while ago...year...2...16...16 sumtin. Yup, I believe 16." She said, looking up after doing the "math" if you can even call it that
"What about you? How old are you?" Fade asked, finally realizing that she only had one shoe on and the other foot was bare. She began to untie her shoe and she put the other sock in the drawer with the first sock.
"Well, I can turn invisible. I can also turn things that I am in contact with invisible. Also, I have claws on my fingernails and toenails that go into walls, without damaging them, so don't worry, so I can climb on walls. It's pretty fun, I'm actually a better fighter while I'm on a wall because I've trained myself to do like back handsprings on the ceiling and cartwheels and all this cool stuff. What about you?" She asked, stopping the conversation about herself
"Wow." Fade said, her mouth opened wide as Dia finished. Hoping that she wasn't being rude, she quickly shut it. "That's alot of power, must be pretty cool to be able to do that." She said, sitting on her legs.
"Only for stealth, not much good you can do with them unless you're spying or stealing for a just cause." She shrugged. She put her hand up on the wall, her claw slid into it and stuck there so she was able to stretch it, yet relax it.
"It's huge! I haven't lived anywhere like this, not even that display house. I've gotten lost quite a few times, but I'm sure I'll come to know my way around." She shrugged, she looked over at Dia to make sure that she wasn't going to cringe before she bent her toes, popping quite a few of them all at once. This girl can go on forever with her popping! She counted more than 55 places she could pop just once, macy she could pop continuosily. However, she did not want to offend Dia, so she stopped, even though her back was now pleading with her to pop it.
"Well, in that case." Fade stood up and twisted her knees inward, causing them to pop, then she shot her elbows straight, causing them to pop. She followed up with her neck (6 places) her back (5 places) her hips, her ankles, her toes, her wrists, and her fingers (30 knuckles just once). "I'm probably gonna get artheristis or whatever it's called because of this." she sighed before popping her jaw.
"That's a scary thought." Fade said as she abruptly stopped popping the joints in her body. "So..." Fade had run out of conversations, so she began clawing the floor with her invisible claws on her feet, do not worry, they don't damage anything.
