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.
>>“Trust me, I didn’t know that about myself either.”
Oh. That made sense. Sveta remembered realizing she was a mutant, and how that felt; she suspected this would be the same, somehow. Not necessairy bad, just... different. She was also starting to realize she must be among the first Agnes shared her secret with. She did not seem to know what to say, or how to say it.
>>“Yeah, she’s a mutant too, and, she knows that I’m one.”
"Dat's good" she smiled at Agnes "And vat is her power?"
She was growing more curious, in a nice friendly way. Her friend was in lov with someone - or so it seemed - and that special someone sounded like a perfect match so far. A mutant, who could relate, and a nice girl too. Agnes was lucky. Sveta smiled.
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Agnes smiled and began to calm down a little bit. It seemed as if Sveta was fine with her revelation and she was thankful for that. She was very important to the young runaway and she would have hated for their relationship to go sour simply because of something like that. Agnes figured that they had faced far worse and bore the bruises from worse times together. The would have hated for a wedge to be smashed between them simply because Agnes liked girls. That was no way for a friendship to end. But thankfully, she seemed calm and did well with the knowledge.
Though, of course, Agnes was not the type to flaunt such news about herself. There was no way that she was suddenly going to be out, attempting to lip-lock with every girl she thought was pretty. Those were just bad stereotypes that she hoped Sveta wouldn’t imagine.
With a small, relieved sigh at finally telling her friend the truth, Agnes looked visible relaxed as she sat back in her chair.
“Her power has to do with music.” Agnes said. “When she listens to a certain type of music it boost something physical about her. Strength, stamina, that sort of thing.”
Agnes sighed a little as she thought about her Rhythm’s abilities. The girl certainly had a strong and potentially dangerous power. With the right type of music, she could probably do just about anything. Thankfully though, the woman seemed to enjoy a quiet and subdued life. Which was just the kind of life that Agnes wanted. She had had enough of craziness. All she wanted was a peaceful, calm and easy life where she did not have to worry about any religious zealotry.
Another smile over at Sveta and Agnes glanced down to her menu and immediately beamed. She knew exactly what she was going to have.
“I think I’ll have the Ameri-cone Dream” she said as she folded her menu and waited for their waiter to show up. Another grin at Sveta and Agnes sighed. “Sveta, are you…sure that you are okay? After that kidnapping and all? You can talk to me, you know?”
>>“Her power has to do with music. When she listens to a certain type of music it boost something physical about her. Strength, stamina, that sort of thing.”
"That's pretty amazing" Sveta had to admit. She liked music; it had a strong effect on people, and apparently even stronger on some mutants. Sometimes a song made her feel like she was invincible; she wondered how it would feel like if it was actually true.
>>“I think I’ll have the Ameri-cone Dream. Sveta, are you…sure that you are okay? After that kidnapping and all? You can talk to me, you know?”
"I know" she nodded with a smile "Thank you. It was... scary, but not as bad as it sounds. Dey got me out. The police. I think having a mutant police is great for dis city. It makes me feel much safer...
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>> "I know…Thank you. It was... scary, but not as bad as it sounds. Dey got me out. The police. I think having a mutant police is great for dis city. It makes me feel much safer...
Agnes nodded and breathed a small sigh of relief. Sveta did certainly seem like she was okay, but she would have hated for that to have been nothing more than a front. She was sure that being kidnapped was not something a person easily got over. After all you were being taken away from your own life, held against your will, with no idea how you were going to get out of it. It had to be a terrifying incident. Though Sveta did say that she had experienced it many times before…could such experiences over and over again really numb her to the sensation of being kidnapped again?
But the runaway knew that there was no way that she could make the blonde talk if she simply did not want to. As much as she cared for Sveta, she was not going to force anything on her. If she wanted to talk about what she had gone through, she would be there to listen. If she truly felt like she fine, Agnes would trust her. She really did just hope and pray that Sveta was well.
“I like them too,” she said with a smile.
She thought about Detective Cervantes and how kind he was to her when she was first referred to him by the guidance counselor. He really was a nice man, a bit scary when you first see him, but he did his job well. When he was working, you knew that he was out to take care of you. And that he would do anything to make your safety happen.
Agnes considered herself lucky. She could tell that someone like Cervantes was going to keep her best interests in mind the whole time. He would keep her safe. She hoped that was true of the entire department, especially those that aided in Sveta’s rescue. Too many times while living on the streets she knew of the corruptness that can seize those officers, bringers of law and justice. She was glad to see that a few more people were working out there that had yet to be phased by it. Hopefully they never would be…
Another sigh and Agnes stretched out, relaxing back against her chair. “It’s a nice day today. A little warm, but at least it is not sweltering right now.”
>>“I like them too. It’s a nice day today. A little warm, but at least it is not sweltering right now.”
After that, it was just some nice chatting, and enjoying the ice cream. Sveta found herself smiling a lot more than she had in the past few weeks. Life was good, for now.
"You know, I have been tinking" she admitted once half the ice-cream was gone "I mean, I am not really doing anyting right now. Besides, you know, being kidnapped for my powers." she chuckled "Learning to shoot is all well, but I am too dangerous to do all the police-superhero stuff others do, not to mention my powers are useless alone..."
She didn't really know where she was going, but it felt good to be thinking aloud to a friend.
"I never really... finished school. I had... other tings in my mind. But now, I have been here more dan a year, and I am not doing anyting at all. It gets boring..." she looked at Agnes "Do you know what you want to do? When you finish school?"
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>> "You know, I have been tinking…I mean, I am not really doing anyting right now. Besides, you know, being kidnapped for my powers…Learning to shoot is all well, but I am too dangerous to do all the police-superhero stuff others do, not to mention my powers are useless alone..."
Agnes’ lips crinkled into a small frown. She hated it when people spoke about the uselessness of powers. Yes, there was really no way that Muse could run around being a superhero. But at the same time, who was Agnes to judge? There was no way to tell if that were true or not. Maybe she could be useful running around in a black catsuit and beating up bad guys? Though it did not seem like it now, who knows, maybe in some way she could figure out how to use her powers to help with such a thing.
It was a silly idea but Agnes figured that anything was possible. Who knows, maybe even she herself would find some way to fight crime! Though…she doubted that spitting out bugs was very useful at all…
>> "I never really... finished school. I had... other tings in my mind. But now, I have been here more dan a year, and I am not doing anyting at all. It gets boring...Do you know what you want to do? When you finish school?"
Agnes thought about this for a second. It was a very good question and one that she did not immediately have an answer for. What was she going to do? When she was homeless she never really thought that far ahead. It was hard to do it because you never knew where one day was going to take you. But now that she was at the mansion, that she was in school again, even working, she had no idea what it was she could possibly do. College? Job? Career? Those are words that had never really crossed her mind before.
The runaway had never given herself a plan for the future. She didn’t know what she liked or really what she was good at. The only thing that she really loved or had any talent for was her violin. But really, how many people make a living off of that?
“I…don’t know,” Agnes confessed as she nibbled on the remains of her ice cream. “I guess I never really gave it much thought. There’s not really a lot of careers that I thought suited me. Other than attracting bugs or playing my violin.” She chuckled gently at the thought. A career out of bugs…no way…
>>“I…don’t know, I guess I never really gave it much thought. There’s not really a lot of careers that I thought suited me. Other than attracting bugs or playing my violin.”
Sveta smiled.
"Who knows? Any of those could make you famous... or the two together" she chuckled "Sometimes I feel like I should do something dat has nothing to do with my powers, you know? Become a... I don't know, whatever. Gardener. Actress. Whats de craziest job I can think of... never mind."
The ice cream was almost gone. It was really good, with the chocolate and the banana.
"Maybe I will make ice cream."
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>> "Who knows? Any of those could make you famous... or the two together…Sometimes I feel like I should do something dat has nothing to do with my powers, you know? Become a... I don't know, whatever. Gardener. Actress. Whats de craziest job I can think of... never mind."
“Yeah, trust me,” Agnes said with a giggle and a nod. “I’ve seen some of the craziest jobs. Aim a little higher.”
She did not fear for Sveta. She knew that a woman as kind and talented as her ought to find some kind of career path to fall into. Sometimes things like this take time to understand, Agnes knew this. Not everyone was born and breed to their set careers. Agnes herself was never the type growing up to say she wanted to be an astronaut, or a teacher, or even the president. Her life had been condensed down to simply going to church, going to school, and playing her violin. That was it. Her life was simplified and it was expected to be so ever since she was a little girl.
Things were different now. She had options, she had a choice, she could be anything she wanted to be. And Agnes was sure that the same held true for Sveta.
>> "Maybe I will make ice cream."
Agnes grinned and nodded with a hearty little laugh.
“You have my vote, so long as it’s good ice cream,” she beamed. “We all know that all the world’s problems can be fixed if only there were more ice cream.”
But despite her humor, Sveta did raise a very interesting question, what was her future going to be? Should she stay in school? Isn’t that what normal teens did, right? Unless they were joining the military, had a family business to fall into, or became delinquents, there was always the option of college. Agnes would have to think long and hard about her future now. She had no real interesting in the military, there was no family business and…being a delinquent definitely held no interest. College looked like it was going to be her future choice…but where to go from there she didn’t know.
And it was too much to think about right now. She still had time, right?
She a smile she finished her ice cream and looked over to her friend. “We’re both young, we have plenty of time to plan our lives.”
>>“Yeah, trust me. I’ve seen some of the craziest jobs. Aim a little higher.”
"I could always translate or something" Sveta mused. She had two languages. That was more than the average.
>>“You have my vote, so long as it’s good ice cream. We all know that all the world’s problems can be fixed if only there were more ice cream.”
"Dat is probably true." she nodded with enthusiasm, looking at the remains of her banana split "Maybe... I could find a mutant with ice cream powers, and boost her. Dat would be very good for de business."
>> “We’re both young, we have plenty of time to plan our lives.”
"We are." Sveta nodded cheerfully, raising her glass of orange juice "And we are pretty. And we have a place to stay. And you even have a girlfriend."
Life was good.
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