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.
"Well, we must take the good with the bad. Unfortunate fact of life." Siren says, with a shake of his head, thinking of his recent rough-patch with Delphi, not knowing that Delphi had already gone into that with him.
"Yes that is the . . . story of life? Sometimes though I do think about going into practice on my own, I probably will when I get older." Dr.VanDeKamp muses.
"That's the club up ahead. If you pull into the alley way, you can go straight through and come out on the other side, which will send you right back to the freeway uptown." Siren points. "Unless you wanna come in for a few drinks." he smiles, friendly, at the other man.
"I think Ican handel a drink to kill the time, I usually avoid rush hour but Cassandra said she needed to get home right away." He says pulling into an empty spot in the alley.
"Fantastic! You can stay for my first set then!" Siren says, unloading his guitar case carefully from the car. "And she did need to get home." Siren says. "We can't really afford a babysitter with the rates babysitters charge for six-month-olds, let alone three of them, so we have to hand the litter off, right?" He grins, but the point is definitely there.
"Yes, Cassandra mentioned you two had tripletts. They must be quite the handful, you're lucky your jobs work out so well." He says also exiting the car.
*Delphi ends up staying up the entire time Siren is gone. The babies seem to have a cold and that means once she gets one comfortable enough to fall asleep another one gets cranky and cries. At the moment she is holding Harmony and rocking her and humming quietly so as not to wake up the other two.*
Siren slips in about 1:30, absolutely exhausted, and immediately notices the lamp turned on, and Delphi's psudo-awake state. "... Kid's being a problem?" He says softly, going to Apollo, who's squirming, and a bit snotty. He cleans his nose with his shirt edge before starting into rocking himself.
"Of course I didn't do it intentionally." Siren says, a little snippish. A combination of too little sleep and a week of being on edge anyway seems to finally come to a head. "I would never do anything to endanger my children. Despite what you may think."
*Delphi is sleep deprived and pissed off, and still a little upset about the fake kiss she got earlier.* You know what, fine yes I think you're going to endanger our kids. I don't trust you with them but thanks to the fact that we can't afford a babysitter I guess we'll just have to settle with you and pray the worst doesn't happen. *Delphi says, sarcasm dripping.*
Siren's jaw drops, and he glares fiercely, the anger he's radiating evident evident to even those who don't have empathic abilities. "You. Take that back!"