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 Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
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.
>> "Many m-mutants are dangerous, we have p-powers that make us dangerous. B-but humans are dangerous too. They can cause j-just as much destruction as any mutant. So how d-do they have the right to j-judge us when they can be j-just as bad?"
Nathan nodded seriously. This had suddenly turned into a real discussion and he needed to put his game face on. The only problem with his game head was that, thinking logically, someone who could turn into dinosaurs stopped being ‘awesome’ and became potentially ‘deadly’. She seemed really nice, and he doubted she’d do anything dangerous voluntarily, but still…
“I totally agree.” he nodded. “Humans can be just as bad. But that’s just it. It’s a choice. Humans aren’t inherently deadly. They need guns or knives or bombs to do the things that we can do. They can be bad deliberately, but accidentally they just don’t have the potential for damage that we do. Not to mention that guns and knives just don’t have the destructive force of a…a…a ‘T-Rex’ for example.” he said, picking something topical. “Plus, they’d have to go out and get them, you know? Most humans don’t carry guns around with them. A human has a bad day at work, he hits his computer, maybe breaks it. A mutant has a bad day at work, he hits his computer and he could wipe out the power for an entire city-grid. He could hurt innocents without even trying.”
>> "You d-don't seem the type to go after innocents,"
Nathan nodded at this and smiled. “Thanks, Amber, nor do you. I’m not saying that many mutants go out deliberately to attack innocents, but that mutants who are newly awoken and don’t know what they’re doing with their powers yet will be scared and confused. Probably unable to fully control themselves. They could easily hurt innocents. Sure, by accident, but the innocent is no less hurt, right?”
>> “It was s-self defense and I'm n-not ashamed. Nor should you be. You have a r-right to d-defend yourself."
Another good point. “I agree, but my point is that I had no idea that my power was…so strong. It was self defence but the outcome isn’t what I’d wanted. Besides, if we’re talking about a right to self defence, what about those mutants that do abuse their powers? That do go hunting innocents? They can have at their fingertips a more dangerous arsenal than any normal human could easily acquire. They’re more of a threat.”
“Think about it like this: If someone is, through no fault of their own, a danger to society at large, they’re locked away, right? I don’t mean the sociopaths and the mass-murderers. Those are just really not-very-nice people. I’m talking about those criminally insane guys you see on the news. They can’t help being dangers to society, but dangers they are, so we lock them up. From a human standpoint every mutant is a danger to society. We have the power of guns and knives and bombs, but we can’t be disarmed…”
Amber listened to Nathan speak, her expression sober. He made some good points, certainly, but there were still some holes in his argument, holes she fully intended to make him see. She was certain it was exactly what her older sister would have wanted to do an, more importantly than that, it was what she wanted to do. Not only did she want to make her sister proud, but she wanted to do this for herself as well. Because no one should have to live in such fear or depression.
"Its just as m-much of a ch-choice for mutants to be bad," Amber disagreed with a shake of her head. "J-just because its easier f-for some of them doesn't mean its any less of a choice. Could I go and b-bite someone's head off? Probably. Have I ever done so? No, nor would I. You d-don't condemn all humans just b-because some of them d-do bad things do you? No, you don't." She ignored the little voice in her head that mentioned that she was starting to do just that, shying away from any human she met for fear that they might be one of the bad ones that hated her and wanted to hurt her. She never actually did anything to them though, and maybe that was the difference.
"Some m-mutants deliberately attack humans and some humans deliberately attack each other," Amber explained patiently. "B-but you d-don't see humans fearing each other do you? You d-don't see them attacking one another in the street j-just because they're human do you? Why is it different for m-mutants? Because some of us happen to l-look different? Because some humans consider us worth l-less than them? That's their failing, not yours and not mine and n-not that of any other mutant." It wasn't fair although Amber's entire life had shown her that few things were fair, at least when it came to her own existence.
When Nathan mentioned how his powers were stronger than expected and his act of self defense hadn't ended how he wanted it to, Amber felt an acute pang of sorrow in her chest. It explained so very much about his beliefs, if things had ended that badly and he hadn't even meant for anything truly bad to happen. Some mutants had that problem, she knew, when they were first learning about their powers. It was a risk they had to deal with, those early weeks and months before they knew how their powers worked. At least the worst thing she had to deal with was accidentally shifting and getting stuck that way and that wasn't something that could hurt anyone but herself.
"I'm s-sorry for whatever happened," Amber stated. If she knew Nathan better she would have offered a consoling hug, but she wasn't sure whether or not he'd appreciate that so she did nothing. "B-but there are places to help you with your powers. I c-could take you there. To The M-mansion. They help me learn to c-control mine and hundreds of other young mutants. B-because some powers are dangerous before control is gained. You c-can't change who you are any more than I can. Sometimes you j-just need a little h-help to learn to accept it and control it."
>> "Its just as m-much of a ch-choice for mutants to be bad, J-just because its easier f-for some of them doesn't mean its any less of a choice. Could I go and b-bite someone's head off? Probably. Have I ever done so? No, nor would I. You d-don't condemn all humans just b-because some of them d-do bad things do you? No, you don't”
“No, I don’t,” agreed Nathan with a shake of his head. “Just like I don’t condemn all mutants because some of them attack people. The trouble is, being a mutant, I’ve been willing to get to know other mutants. Find out what it’s like living as one of us, but the only mutants that ever seem to get any human press are the bad ones. Because humans tend to react with violence, no mutants are willing to step forwards and admit what they are. Which means that when humans think ‘mutant’ they think of the only one’s they have any knowledge of, the ones they’ve seen on TV. The killers. The ones who do go out and murder wantonly. And that gives the rest of us a bad rap, which sucks. And then some mutants decide the way to change this is to go and kill some more humans. It’s a vicious cycle.” Nathan shook his head sadly.
“Genetically speaking, we’re newbies to the world. We’re a new species, and we’ve had a bad start. If we keep going the way we are it’s only going to get worse. I’m not making excuses for general human reactions, but I am giving an explanation. It’s another form of racism, plain and simple. And, like any other form of racism, once the differences are explained and understood, we’ll be able to live without fear of persecution. That’s going to take a long, long time though. Look how long slavery took to be abolished.” Nathan suggested, for want of a better example. “Social change is slow, and it hurts but it’s us that have to prove ourselves to them. We need to earn an acceptance from them. Trying to take it by force just reinforces their opinions of us. Hell, sometimes we can do that without even trying to.” he said, looking down at his gloved hands.
>> "I'm s-sorry for whatever happened, b-but there are places to help you with your powers. I c-could take you there. To The M-mansion. They help me learn to c-control mine and hundreds of other young mutants. B-because some powers are dangerous before control is gained. You c-can't change who you are any more than I can. Sometimes you j-just need a little h-help to learn to accept it and control it."
Was she for real? A mansion set-up for mutants to help them with their powers? That was fantastic! He looked up, hope in his eyes. “You’d really take me there?” he asked, too vulnerable right now to be crushed. If he was to place any faith in this endeavour, he needed to be certain that it was real. It sounded too good to be true.
Amber could appreciate the turn their discussion had taken, from discussion the fact that prejudice against mutants existed to specifying why that was the case. If they could figure out why then maybe they'd have a chance to change it, to actually do something about it. She certainly didn't want to live her entire life being afraid and she was sure that others didn't either. Besides, there must be other mutants around that wanted to change things too, right?
"What d-do we do about it?" Amber asked. Because she agreed with everything he'd said, that the problem came down to the fact that only the bad things mutants did were reported on, never the good things. Because it was only the bad things reported, it increased the negative human reactions to mutants and that in turn increased the chances of something bad happening because of a mutant. It was a horrible and viscous cycle and nothing was likely to change until such a time as the cycle could be halted in its tracks.
"I c-can't believe that no m-mutants ever do good things. I've met too many to b-believe that. B-but its never reported on. Maybe we need a pro m-mutant news station, like MSNBC b-but mutant run. You know, t-to give show good mutants doing good things in the w-world." The more Amber thought about it, the more she thought that might be the answer. Not the whole answer certainly, the situation was much to complicated for a such a simple solution, but surely it was a step in the right direction. A news station that reported mutant affairs in a positive light. A station that showed generous mutants and mutants helping society with their powers. A station to show that not all mutants were dangerous psychopathic killers. Now, the only question was how to make it happen.
"Of c-course I'll take you too the Mansion," Amber assured her new friend. Because it seemed like she could consider him a friend now, after such a discussion. "Just as soon as d-dusk falls. I k-kind of can't go out during the sunlight for very long. My skin burns." The last part was said with some embarrassment. She still wasn't positive that her skin condition had anything directly to do with her mutation, but either way it was one of the prices she had to pay for being able to do what she was able to do. Some days she was almost willing to give up her power for the opportunity to walk safely and comfortably in the sunlight.
Nathan nodded to a lot of her points. She had some really interesting ideas. A TV station, huh? That could actually work. Of course, a lot of humans would view it as ridiculous pro-mutant propaganda, but let’s be honest, that’s what it was. And it was a step in the right direction. It would be a declaration that not all mutants were evil. Believe it or not, even if they ridiculed the idea, humans would have to at least accept the possibility. And that was what was important. Spreading awareness. That was the way to influence the world.
>> "Of c-course I'll take you too the Mansion," Amber assured her new friend. Because it seemed like she could consider him a friend now, after such a discussion. "Just as soon as d-dusk falls. I k-kind of can't go out during the sunlight for very long. My skin burns."
Nathan winced as he heard this. Of course, every mutation had its handicaps and this was clearly hers. He felt sorry for Amber. He could walk around in the sunshine with no pain. Hell, he could at least integrate in society without turning any heads unless he touched metal. His mutation didn’t seem so bad, when he looked at it like that. Certainly not when he compared it with some of the mutations he could have had.
Time passed
Nathan and Amber had spent the rest of the day in and around the sanctuary, bumping ideas off each other about the best way to set up a television station. They’d got some food from the kitchen and continued their discussions. Nathan found Amber to be thoroughly likeable and engaging, with interesting views on almost everything that he hadn’t considered. As the day progressed, the sun made its inevitable dip down below the horizon and he reminded her of her promise to take him to the Mansion.
Once both she and Nathan had gotten beyond both of them feeling a little sorry for themselves, Amber came to realize that her new friend had some very interesting views and an active and intelligent mind to go with it. It was so rare for her to converse with someone her own age that also had intelligence and innovation. As the two of them plotted and conversed regarding the pros and cons of creating a mutant news station, only taking a brief break from the discussion to grab some food from the kitchen, time seemed to fly by. By the time dusk had finally fallen, it seemed like they were actually going to attempt to make something like that happen. Maybe not a news station to start with, that was a little too ambitious for a pair of mutant teenagers, but possibly a newscast to start off with. Just something small in the beginning, to try and change the tides of public perception.
Once Amber judged that the sun had gone down enough for her to go outside safely, she gathered her possessions and made a brief trip back to her room in order to deposit them and grab her veil. In full darkness she didn't usually wear it, but it was still that time somewhere between day and night so it was usually best she keep it with her. After fastening it securely, she made one more quick trip to the kitchen in order to get them both something to eat. Once food and clothing concerns were both taken care of, she walked to the designated meeting place of the golden Sanctuary doors.
"D-do you have a bus pass?" Amber asked Nathan, because it would be kind of tricky to get to the Mansion without one. Maybe when she turned 16 she'd actually get her license. That would make things much easier.