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.
Gawain shook his head. "Never mind, Princess." he chuckled. Nodding towards the shops, he started walking down the street, hands in his pockets, looking at the dresses in the shopwindows. Some of them just looked fancy, or outright ridiculous; some of them actually looked nice. He didn't say anything; he'd seen some (well, most) of Kate's wardrobe, but he was not sure about her style, so he decided to let her pick the shops she wanted to go in.
"So, you were gonna ask something?" he asked as they walked.
Kate thought about what she wanted to know as she looked into the windows of each shop, "What's her name to start with?"
As Kate waited for an answer she grabbed Gawain's hand and dragged him into a interesting looking boutique with an assortment of dresses and styles she was not familiar with.
"Twyla Ashby" he smirked, following her into the boutique. She was hard to resist, once she started dragging him by the hand; her hand still felt like something just out of the owen, even through the gloves. Well, at least his fingers wouldn't freeze.
"Hmm" he said as she looked around in the boutique; it was certainly Kate's kinda place. He felt a bit uncomfortable; but at least he wasn't alone. If he would have been, he would have made sure to enter through the dressing room mirror...
>> "Alright how did you meet her, and don't' just say through school."
"Through a mirror" Gawain grinned, looking at the dresses as Kate skimmed them, and followed her out of the shop - those dresses really didn't look all that good.
"I met her on a Maya day, not far from here actually" he said with a smile "And neither of us told the other we were mutants. Later, when I ended up at the Mansion, we met again, od a Gawain day" he chuckled "Took her some time to put the pieces together."
He'd never really told the story to anyone; Twyla was his first friend in NYC (not counting Daddy Rupert), everyone else came after that, when they were already an item, or at least, supposed to be one. Kinda sorta.
"We really do have time." Kate walked down the road she had learned was called 5th Avenue by reading a sign on the corner as the crossed the street.
They walked past a large building that Kate assumed was a department store. She had never been inside one and there was no better time then now.
Kate dragged Gawain through the large glass doors and into the warmth of the store. They were greeted the second they entered by a smiling woman, who was absolutely fake. Even Kate could tell she was trying to hard and that was saying something.
"Can I help you with something?" She asked blocking the two teens from going any further into the store.
"That we do" Gawain agreed, musing what he should tell her exactly; his story with Twyla was really a long and complicated one, full of adventures and quite a bit of awkwardness; he decided to take a few minutes to figure out what to say. In the meantime, Kate found a store she liked. It looked like something built for the filthy rich. Then again, Kate was filthy rich.
>>"Can I help you with something?"
Gawain cleared his throat as he was painfully aware of his outfit not being even remotely appropriate for a place like this. He tried to look confident.
"Well then let me help you." The woman smiled her fake smile, "What kind of dress are you looking for." The woman's eyes traveled down Kate and landed on her shoes. For some reason that simple action changed her entire demeanor. Her smile was still fake but was welcoming, "Let me call someone down to help you." she walked away and said something into a phone.
"Well isn't she nice. Now we don't have to wander about the store with no real direction." Kate looked positively excited at the idea of her first clothing shopping experience. This was going to be ridiculously fun.
>>"Well isn't she nice. Now we don't have to wander about the store with no real direction."
"I like wandering without direction" Gawain muttered, hands deep in is pockets; he wasentirely comfortable with the situation, only God knows why. He could be a real ceeky brat when he felt like it, and he'd been a full-time thief for years; he could have stolen any of these fancy things in to time, and wouldn't have given a second thought. Not now, though. Now he had to walk in, and play along, and let Kate have her fun.
"Yeah, what kind of dress are you looking for?" he asked, mimicking the woman's voice "Are you aiming to impress, or seduce, or just, y'know, be friendly?"
>>Yeah, what kind of dress are you looking for? Are you aiming to impress, or seduce, or just, y'know, be friendly?
Kate thought about it and realized she wasn't even sure if Andrew liked her like that. So , what do you wear in such a situation, "I actually have no idea. I mean I don't want to send the wrong message if it isn't a date but if it is a date I don't want to be too subtle. Your a boy.. well sort of. Help."
Kate walked over to the woman with purpose, "We would actually prefer to wander. I really have no idea what I am looking for and am hoping browsing will help me decide." She then marched off in the direction of shoes. Maybe she could find some comforting Rupert Sanderson's. His shoes always made her feel better.
>>"I actually have no idea. I mean I don't want to send the wrong message if it isn't a date but if it is a date I don't want to be too subtle. Your a boy.. well sort of. Help."
"As you wish, m'lady" Gawain smirked "Nobody ever told ya never to ask a guy about dresses for a date? That would end in... well, various things, actually. Anyway, ya're just lucky I'm also a gal."
Boy did that sound weird. Gawain glanced around. Nobody heard that. Good.
>>"We would actually prefer to wander. I really have no idea what I am looking for and am hoping browsing will help me decide."
"Browsing it is" Gawain muttered, amused, as he trailed after Kate "Do you need, um, something fireproof?..."
>>As you wish, m'lady. Nobody ever told ya never to ask a guy about dresses for a date? That would end in... well, various things, actually. Anyway, ya're just lucky I'm also a gal.
"No they didn't, but in this situation I have no idea what a guy would like so I have to use you. On a side note, you aren't just calling me things like m'lady because you think you have to right." She hated when people did that. Back home she had actually gotten all of the servants to call her Miss. Kate or Miss. Katie. The only one who refused was Jensen and that was because he was a traditionalist.
>>Browsing it is. Do you need, um, something fireproof?...
This made Kate laugh. Was he really that silly to think that she wore fireproof clothes, "No I don't need it to be fireproof. Fire only comes out of my hands."
>>"No they didn't, but in this situation I have no idea what a guy would like so I have to use you. On a side note, you aren't just calling me things like m'lady because you think you have to right."
>>"No I don't need it to be fireproof. Fire only comes out of my hands."
He made her laugh. That was a good sign. Gawain could tell, after spending some time with her, that it was not easy for Kate to find her place in the school, or in the country - hearing her laugh was good, though, it sounded healthy and cheerful.
"Gloves, then." he nodded, looking around, before he glanced back at her with a playful smirk "No, I don't call anyone anythin' because I have to." he admitted "What would you like me to call you, then? Plain Kate? Bonny Kate? Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, Kate of Kate Hall, super-dainty Kate... for dainties are all Kates... crap, I forgot the rest."
Oh yeah. Going Shakespeare on a British girl. Nice move there, genius.
>>No, I don't call anyone anythin' because I have to. What would you like me to call you, then? Plain Kate? Bonny Kate? Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, Kate of Kate Hall, super-dainty Kate... for dainties are all Kates... crap, I forgot the rest.
This sent Kate into a bought of giggles, so much so that her face started to turn red and her skin was most defiantly heating up.
Once she had regained her composure she looked at Gawain with mischief in her eyes, "Do you call me a shrew, sir?"
"I wouldn't dare." Gawain grinned "It's your day off."
The ladies who workd at the shop turned to look at them, to see what was up with all the giggling. Gawain watched as Kate turned red, and wondered if her blush felt as hot as it looked. As in, hot in temperature. He really hoped she wouldn't set some fancy dress accidentally on fire. Girls and their blushes. They all had a certain risk to them.