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.
The soft thud from the Penthouse door clicked, seconds after it gently swung open. The threshold of the suite was broken by a semi average man walking through the door with roses for his woman and a smile on his face as if this was the only place he wanted to be. “ Sarah, are you here sweetie?” He called out… But no response was heard. The man walked into the kitchen and began to quickly search for something that could hold the flowers. Finally after searching through every cabinet he found the most beautiful crystal vase. This vase and those flowers would make any woman feel special and well after the fight he had with his mistress earlier she would for sure forgive him this time. After placing the flowers on the kitchen table he began to make his way into the master bedroom. As he walked in he noticed the steam that was coming out the bathroom and realized why she wasn’t answering this whole time.
“Listen Sarah, I am so sorry for everything I said! You know my wife means nothing to me it was just well, me being stupid and scared of finally being happy.” He said with his ear to the door. But still no reply. “Sarah I know I really messed up, and I’m willing to do anything… baby I mean I’ll do anything to make it up to you.” He said with a little bit of kinkiness in his voice. The man began to slowly undress till he was in nothing but his towel and pushed the door open.
“Seriously Sarah, I’m telling you the truth I’m ending it with my wife and everything that we dreamt ima make happen.” He pleaded as he took a seat on the sink. “Jesus Sarah would you just answer me for Christ sake.” He asks as he tugged on the tiled door that lead to the fancy shower. As he glared in the shower he seen his beloved mistress lying on the floor mutilated almost beyond recognition.
“Come on Anthony, you didn’t think anybody would ever find out did you?” said a voice coming from the door way to the bathroom. How could anybody do this? How could someone do that to a human body it was beyond insane! But before he could turn around he heard the footsteps coming towards him and that was that. He felt a hand touch his shoulder and sharp pain, a pain that could not be described began to fester till his knees went from underneath him and he blacked out.
Anthony raised his head but only his head. His arms and legs were restrained preventing him from getting up. As he looked around the room he glanced to his left and saw a man he never seen before. He then quickly looked to his left seeing Sarah well what was left of her sitting in a chair on his right and shrieked in fright at the sight.
“Ya know this guy is something else, he was given everything the chances at a perfect life with the woman of his choice still look at him now right back on TV trying to find love again… Anthony you ever watch this? The Bachelor? It really is a funny show.” He said as he stood up and walked over to Sarah. He took her hand, her dead hand from the pile of limbs on the chair. “Now I want you to look at this… I’m going to come back up here in a little while and have some questions for you. Now I want you to think of everything you did wrong and be ready to confess cause word has it that you work for I don’t know… maybe it’s the DEA, or the FBI, well I know it’s somebody and it’s my job to find out everything I can.”
With that Simon dropped the hand on Anthony’s lap and into the kitchen. “Now I advise you when I come back I’m gonna need you to be truthful cause well, let’s just say I got tired of your girlfriend lying.” He said as he made his way towards the front door after washing his hands. “Okay I’ll be back in two hours gives you some time to think. And remember where we are don’t try to scream nobody will hear you, because well just say Sarah over there could have been the loudest one yet.”
With that Simon left the Penthouse suite. He felt pretty happy with himself and he didn’t even do much harm to Anthony and the man already left a damp spot in his pants. After leaving the hotel suite, he made his way around the corner to a local Coffee house. He ordered a decaf coffee and took a seat every few minutes looking at his watch, he didn’t think tonight was gonna be a long night and was kind of disappointed.
He could feel the earth moving. Well, it felt like he could feel the earth moving. Something was making the ground underneath his feet rotate slowly despite his best efforts to make it stay under him. If Maya didn't have the world's firmest grip on his grown-man-sized hoodie, he would have kissed concrete.
Maya was pissed. She was one of the most forgiving people in the world, but this… this might just be unforgivable.
Jude, who was eleven years old and who hadn't yet broken 5 feet tall, was hung over.
"Sit." The long legged mother, Maya, growled the word at the boy once they were in the safe, warm glow of a coffee shop. "You're not 21 any more so just stay put until I figure out exactly what to do with you." She tromped toward the counter to get something extremely caffeinated. She had no experience with alcohol —check that, supremely limited experience with alcohol— but she had heard that coffee helped. Somehow. So that is what she was going to get.
Jude made his careful, wobbly way toward a chair. He started to climb into one, only to find that it was occupied.
Hmmm.
He took his hand off the man's knee slowly and deliberately and then found himself a nice, sturdy chair. None of that plush, comfortable business. This was wood and had a table for him to put his head down on.
((OOC: Feel free to be that man or simply be an observer if you wish. Here is a link to Ghost's profile, in case you are interested.))
