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.
“Yeah, maybe I’ll give it a look, then. If you say its that good, then it has to be,” Elise said with a shrug and another smile. She seriously was listening to the other girl. Elise couldn’t help it. Amber was making it sound like everything Elise was hoping for. A chance at her dream.
“Escape…” Elise said with a knowing look upwards. “Yeah, that’s a good way to describe it. There’s nothing like not having to think for a little bit, to only feel.” Looking back down and over at Amber, Elise hesitated for a moment. “You know what’s the ironic thing? When I was little, for every birthday wish, every shooting star, I wished I could make other people feel the music. You know? Really feel the music. You see, I thought that was what separated really good music from just normal music.” Elise chuckled quietly to herself, looking over at Amber again. “You’ve probably gotten the irony. The only problem is, I make them feel a little too much. Every once in a while, though, I wonder what its like to listen to me play. Is it as hellish as I imagine, or is it the difference between a normal song and a great song only intensified to point that I can only imagine?”
Quite suddenly, a blush rose over Elise’s cheeks. “Sorry. I don’t know why I said that. I’ve never told anyone else. Sorry, goodness.” Elise rose from her chair. “You play beautifully. Keep at it, and don’t let my musings ruin it for you. If I ever do go to Xavier’s, I’ll look you up,” she said making her way for the door and managing to trip all over violin case.
Amber was glad that Elise was at least going to consider checking out the Mansion and she nodded her approval. So far she hadn't been going there long, but they had all ready been helping her with control of her own power so she had to assume they helped with control of many other powers too. She was no longer getting stuck in dinosaur form, which was a very good thing, and could usually even shift at will now. It was an immense improvement from when she first discovered her powers.
"There's n-nothing in the world quite like the experience m-music can give you," Amber agreed. "I th-think once you learn to control y-your power you won't regret your wish at all. It's j-just going to take a while." She hoped that was right anyway, because she liked Elise and could almost see her as a kindred spirit. After all, they both shared a passion for music and playing.
"T-take me for example. When I f-first discovered I could ch-change into dinosaurs I c-couldn't control it at all. It just h-happened when I was afraid and then I'd g-get stuck and couldn't change b-back. I even had a mob of p-people chase me. B-but now I can change back and fourth whenever I w-want too." Well, maybe that last was a bit of an exaggeration, but it was getting closer and closer to being true all the time. Although she never had wished to turn into a dinosaur as a child. That had been something of a shock, to say the least.
"Its ok," Amber assured the other girl. "I d-don't mind and sometimes we all n-need to talk." Elise tripped over the violin case and Amber ran over to help her up. "Are you o-ok?"
“Oh goodness. Thank you, thank you. Sorry, I got all absent-minded when I became flustered, and goodness, my mother would be upset,” Elise managed to mumble out as she disentangled her limbs as best she could. Truthfully, Elise understood that what she was saying was mostly nonsense, but when she was became uncertain, or embarrassed, she had a rather bad habit of just rambling as best she could until she made something alright. Usually her talking actually had the exact opposite affect of only making things worse, but it was something she still did to this day.
Elise’s blush only managed to grow darker and spread higher up on her cheekbones, as she finally got all her limbs straightened out and the violin propped against the wall. It was only at that moment, when Elise’s inner perfectionist felt slightly better about the whole situation, did the other girl’s words sink in. “Dinosaurs? Really? You turn into dinosaurs? So like a Were-dinosaur in really none moon related, basic kind of way?” The idea obviously took a few moments for the lanky teenager to absorb completely, and while this happened, she nodded her head up and down as she vocally figured it out.
“Oh goodness, and here I am complaining about not being able to play music in front of others and there you are being chased by mobs. What a self-sorrying little mess I am, aren’t I?” Elise said looking embarrassed once more after having figured out everything that Amber had said. “Well, cool ability, I must say, but I can see how that would be a troublesome,” she added trying to make the conversation more lighthearted with a tilting smile.
It was, in a way, a little comforting to see that another person was nervous in social situations much like Amber herself tended to get. So the rambling wasn't exactly the same as her stutter, but it basically amounted to the same thing. "D-don't worry," Amber assured her. She didn't mean to make the other girl nervous. "I d-don't mind, really."
"Sort of like a w-were dinosaur," Amber agreed. "Except w-without the moon and I c-can't change into a half dinosaur." Although, now that she thought of it, that would certainly be pretty cool. Not that she was complaining, of course. It was important to be thankful for every good thing that happened in ones life and not take any of them for granted. It was also important not to get too greedy in asking for more when one had all ready been given so very much.
"Oh I was o-only chased once." Although once had been more than enough for Amber. It was an experience she never wanted to repeat again and it had coloured her views of humans from then after. "I c-can usually control when I ch-change now so I don't have to worry as much." She hadn't meant to make everything seem to be about her. "And I know you'll f-find a use for your powers too, once you l-learn to use them better."
“Only once? Well, I would still find that rather traumatic. I’m lucky in never having been found out, but still. I would hate for it to happen, even if just once,” Elise said earnestly, her head nodding up and down as she spoke.
“Yeah, control is always nice. It keeps things organized yeah no? Maybe not? Well, I think Oscar Wilde explained it correctly, as always, ‘A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure. I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them,”’ Elise said, quoting her favorite author seriously. “Wouldn’t it be lovely to be able to control one’s own emotions completely?” she asked dreamily considering the possibilities, the calm. There would be no pain, no sorrow, no fear in that world.
Turning with a cocked head to face the other girl she added, “It would, however, remove all the spontaneity and pleasure that emotions do provide. Would security be worth it? What do you think?” Her question was followed by an encouraging smile and the near total disappearance of her earlier blush from her cheeks. “You know, the idea of no pleasure without pain.”
After that thought, Elise hesitated momentarily, the light bulb look hitting her. “You know what? Maybe you are right. What if I could learn to lower emotional levels as well as raise them with my music. Then people that were really upset could gather their thoughts, learn to cope more easily,” she said seemingly getting excited about the idea before frowning again, “But that’s still manipulation others emotions. It still wouldn’t be right. It would still be just as bad as what I do now.”
"Very traumatic," Amber agreed with a grimace. "I d-don't recommend it at all." That particular incident wasn't one that she liked to dwell upon, but if nothing else it was a valuable learning experience. "You h-have to be careful. If humans find out you're a m-mutant, sometimes they'll t-turn on you without provocation." It was something Aura had tried to tell her but it hadn't really sunk in until she had had her own first hand knowledge.
"I d-don't think I'd want my emotions c-controlled all the time. I'm not s-sure that anyone would. Negative emotions m-make the positive ones all that much m-more important. W-without them, what's the point?" There were certainly times when Amber would have been happy to have her emotions leveled out. She had a history of depression of the worst kind, all throughout her childhood. But now that life was finally good she realized that she wouldn't appreciate what she had half as much as she did now had she not gone through darker times earlier in her life.
"I d-don't know much about the ethics of your powers," Amber admitted. She was silently thankful for the fact that her own powers didn't really have any ethical concerns. Turning into a dinosaur really only effected her and no one else. "I g-guess its something you'll have to work out for y-yourself. Who knows though, m-maybe one of the teachers at the M-mansion might have more insight."
“Oh, look at me continuing to dump things on you, sorry,” Elise said with a self-chastising look up at the sky, her hand thoughtlessly pushing the falling strands from her bun behind her ears. Looking back down she caught sight of the other mutant once more and absorbed the entirety of what Amber said. “Do you go to Xavier’s?” she asked, her eyebrows drawing together ever so slightly, “It sounded like you did…”
Glancing over at the wall, Elise’s hands began to knot together in front of her. “Do you really recommend it? It looked nice, no really nice, when I visited, but… You know, like I mentioned earlier, is it worth the risk?” Running her hand over her face in consternation suddenly let out a giggle. “Oh goodness, what I’m just putting it off aren’t I? You know what, I’ll go sign up, officially. I’ll join. My parents will probably be relieved anyway,” she said, winking at Amber at the last comment.
"Yup I j-just started going there," Amber agreed. She began packing up her violin as her allotted time in the room was beginning to wind down. She hadn't gotten a lot done but she had met someone interesting that she might have helped at least a little with her words. All in all she couldn't complain. Although next time she came to the library to practice she would definitely have to get some actual practice in.
"I th-think you should go. You c-can even live there if you w-want too. I don't b-but I think most of the students do." Amber put her veil back on, adjusting it so that only the slits around her eyes were showing. The only reason she had come out during the day was because it was overcast outside, otherwise she tried not to travel at all during the daytime. "I sh-should be going now. D-do you want to exchange numbers?"
“Oh sure,” Elise said in surprise. She reached into her jean short pocket and dragged out her phone, the whole time muttering under her breath about female clothing companies and the lack of thought on practicality. Quickly typing on her phone to start a new contact for Amber, she glanced back up at the girl to see if she was ready.
“My number is two, one, two… eight, seven, three, three,” Elise said slowly and evenly, glancing down at her screen for a moment. “OK, I have it ready. What’s your number?” she asked, expectantly holding out her phone ready to type in the number.
Grabbing her blackberry out of her backpack, Amber carefully inputted Elise's number into her device. Once done she gave the other girl her own number. One never knew when it might be useful to have another contact in the world, just in case.
"N-nice to meet you Elise. Hope to s-see you around." With a shy wave Amber exited the library, preparing the make her way home back to Sanctuary.
“Bye,” Elise said in return to the other girl with a little wave and a large smile. As the door began to close behind Amber, Elise shook her head. That whole meeting could have gone much better, but hey, things don’t always work out the way you want them too. With a shrug, she pulled out her violin and decided to work out all her stress on the violin. At least this way, she didn’t feel so awkward. Plus, this would hopefully calm her down enough, to act like a normal person next time she met someone new. Relaxing into the music, Elise’s only regret quickly became not having relaxed more quickly.