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.
He nodded as she told him her own powers resolved around memory's and lie's. "Sounds interesting ... Not to mention rather usefull. But i don't complain, dreams tell more over people then you might guesse ... People can lie and pretend to be something they are not but in their dreams their true nature often surfaces. I don't blame them to be rather cautious when a stranger enters them after all but for me this world is as real as the real world is to all of us."
He noticed her complain about the memory and smirked while crossing his arms "Yeah basicley you are stuck in this memory and you can't change it ... Then again there is a person who has the ability to alter dreams but you don't like having him around so it seems. "He laughs shaking his head. "Well how about you give me the benefit of the doubt and ill help you out of this."
> "dreams tell more over people then you might guesse ... People can lie and pretend to be something they are not but in their dreams their true nature often surfaces."
Now that was an interesting thought. Beyond the thought of the incredible invasion to those poor dreamers' privacies it was a little like her own power. If someone talked like garbage tasted then they usually were full of garbage-intentions and were, in Noel's professional opinion, garbage themselves.
> "for me this world is as real as the real world is to all of us."
To this Noel made a 'tch' sound. He wasn't quite real enough for her to taste his lies. She could more readily feel the sun beating down on her clothes and the hot sand radiating heat up at her. Her mind was a very real place. This dream was a very real thing. Mister not-an-angel was not. "Tell me a lie. Try to deceive me."
The memorymancer walked over toward the palm trees in a hurry. That sand was HOT! She rooted around under that tiny sliver of shadow for evidence that someone had been there recently. Yes. She knew it was a dream... kind of. Boy would it be good to see her family's faces again soon. To see them in a dream would be even better! Then she wouldn't have to explain anything. She could visit with them and then get on with her life.
He had been in a lot of dreams and luckely onley now and then a tough customer like her popped up. But to make sure she saw he was of good will he slightley altered the dream. If she payed attention it looked liked the suroundings of her dreams slightley rippled. He had altered it so she could use a dream version of her powers based from what he got out of her subconciousness. The fact that he could acces that he left asside since he wouldn't wanted her to rage at him again. "You want lies ... ok sure lets see."
He smirked rubbing his hands before getting to it. "I have lived all my life in Amerika and i work here too. I am 40 year old and for the moment i am as awake as a coffee adict. "He smiled watching her as he looked rather annoyed at the hot sand. If it kept this hot he had to do something about it perhaps. "So eneugh lies for you miss ?"
Soured milk, over ripened ketchup and pickles, garbage juice... She couldn't complain. She HAD asked for it. "Yeah. Enough lies." Noel wasn't sure what he'd done. Flipped a switch somewhere or something because before his words were as taste-able as thin air. Now, however her ability worked it was chugging along just fine.
Bleh.
A voice carried on the wind, distant. "Mom?" Noel was off running in an instant. She ran over the hot sand and didn't sink in only because she hadn't thought of it. The brunette transformed again as she ran. Her face smoothed and her scar dissolved. "Mom!" No matter how old she got, she would always have a mom.
Over a wooden foot bridge there was a complex of condos. She ran for the corner one and flung open the glass sliding door.
He stopped his lieing spree as he looked at her. Sudenley he himself heard a faint voice caried on the wind. And before he even realised it, it had quite a effect on that girl. She nearley instantley reverted back into her younger version of herself. "Hmm the call of a dream is a strong one ... especialey if they are linked to pleasant memory's." A soft breeze picks up carrying some sand around him. His body faded away but he wasn't gone. The glowing orb followed the girl to the condos as he let her expiriance her dream for now.
She flopped onto the couch and it squeaked in protest. Nothing. She went into the kitchen and opened every cabinet and the fridge and freezer. Not a peep.
There was one last thing... if this didn't lure a parent out then nothing would. Noel opened the front door. She opened it slow and it creeeeeeaked on its hinges, but she never closed it.
"Noel are you trying to air condition the whole world? Shut the door!"
The brunette grinned and launched herself a her dad. He caught her, spun her around and pointed her back at the door. "Seriously. The electricity bills are outrageous and you're letting the bugs in." One glowing orb of a bug wafted in as if to illustrate his point. Ew! Bugs! Noel, ever the good daughter, slammed the door shut after that.
"I missed you! Where did you go?"
"We've been here, goose." Her dad mussed her hair and she glared at him before pulling her ponytail out and smoothing the strands down again. "Where have you been?"
Well. She'd been in New York for some years now. She could tell them all about anything and everything except...
Noel jerked awake suddenly in her bed. Her bed in New York City. She was pretty sure she was actually awake this time.
((OOC: what happens when Brian is in a dream that suddenly ends? if it's something bad I can edit and we can keep going...))
(((ooc; No problem he is safe he just remains in a empty dream world untill he returns. You will see)))
The glowing orb that was left of the dreamer followed trhe now young girl into her house and floated in as the door opend. Seeing her whit her father kinda made him feel happy. The happyness that flowed trough the dream where even felt by him and it didn't mathered. It seems it wasn't a bad dream afterall, just a troubled memory but whit a happy end after all.
The moment the dream ended everything around him shattered and the glowing orb remained in a pitch black void, the remains of a dream just in his head. She must have been woken up rather roughly for things to disapear like that. Whit a sigh the orb changed back into his own form and he held out his hand. His creation powers still worked in this place but he onley needed something small. In his hand apeared a old photograph showing a younger Brian allong whit his big brother, his mother and his father. "Family ... Onley when they are gone you realise how much you miss them." sighing he faded away allong whit the picture as in the real world he slowly woke up himself.