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.
"What was that now? powerful mutation" scratching his head in confusion "well i dont know about that. Feels more like an over done parlor trick these days" slightly grinning. "I'd say high degree in respect to my mastery of my powers. But even I know i have a long ways to go before i can be considered 'advanced', as your tell tale sister was. But i must say your 'skills' are quite impressive, maybe even on the brink of possibly useful in certain situations, i mean i guess the last thing anyone would want is to have most of New Yorks sewer rats appear on their front door" laughing heavily. "Anyhow, to bring this tedious afternoon to a close i must inform you that i never, past or present, had anything to do with your sister or this xavier school. In fact im new to this city, and this country for that matter." reaching deep into his pocket he revealed to her his plane ticket for the flight he took this morning. Turning around and beginning a slow walk down the alley "So im sorry if this meeting was but little of a waste of time, but i must be going. In the long run ive got my own things to worry about; in the short run im still unemployed, so it might be best if i find someone who might be in need of my.. expertise." Sadly before Nik could finish up with a less than witty goodbye, he was confronted with a great danger that had been lurking in the shadows all this time. Nik would find himself in deep peril as he was challenged by.. a black cat! Freezing in his tracks, Nik suddenly felt his heart stop as the feline made a crossing of his path. All he could murmur past his lips was "Fricken katze. (*bleepn* cat.)"
Benji walked into the breakfast diner. His hair was messy, his clothes somewhat-torn, he had a four-o-clock shadow on his chin and he carried a green bookbag on his shoulder. He'd had a long trip since Chicago and was starving. Benji sat down in an empty booth and slung his bookbag into the corner. Food, Benji's favorite thing in the world! He whipped out the menu and looked over his selection. "Waffles, deliscious!" he gasped. He ordered his food and waited...
He continued to wait... his mind begin to wonder... into the past. Benji's love was gone... nothing would be the same again. His parents had found out... it was all over... he, no, he couldn't think of the past anymore. It was time to look toward the future. The school for mutants, that was what he was looking for. That school was his answer.
Jessie raised her eyebrow. "Have a thing against cats, Geist?" making her voice sound as innocent as possible but mentally noting that. She turned her glace towards the cat and made a sound Geist and anyone else would determine to be a cat screech. "Cat, scatter. Return to this location in exactly 2 hours. I will come find you and offer you a home in...exchange for your assistance in any matters I might have." she ordered, and the cat ran off.
Jessie tried to give a what she determined to be a reassuring look to Geist. "The cat is gone, you can calm down now." she said, giving a warm smile.
"I am calm!" Nik was fairly Tee'd off, having his superstitous nature revealed. After straightening himself up he continued on in a negative tone "So yur gonna tell me that you didnt have anything to do with that cat in the first place, huh? Or is this just my luck." After a couple seconds went by, he Turned around to face Jessie now with a sunnier disposition "You know you are a real.. somethn, you know that." laughing a bit "maybe... yeah, maybe you can help me out" stepping within a couple feet of her. "Im lookn for work. Pay doesnt matter, cuz i never had use for money anyway, except for food. Im just lookn for experience and somethn to preoccupy my time.. think you can help me out, or maybe point me in the right direction" Lifting his specs a bit revealing his lavender shaded eyes. His eyes meandered along as he found himself lost in the emeralds she had for sight.
Benji awaited his order still. He attempted to fight off the returning memories. His food arrived and he dug in! He drowned the waffles in delightful syrup. They were then crammed into Benji's mouth. He guzzled down some chocolate milk too. Damn was it good! Benji gave a sigh of satisfaction as he cleaned his plate. "Mmmmm," he groaned. Benji unzipped his backpack and pulled out a wad of money, he plucked out some bills (enough to pay for the breakfast) and returned the wad back into his backpack.
His eyes watched the windows, a black cat skittered by. Benji smiled. The cat remined him of his own kitten he had when he was little. Benji smirked, for now he was actually recalling good memories. His smirk faded and he took a swig of his milk and waited for his bill...
((yeah its been more than four dayz and im gettn bored, sorry but ive gotta go men in black on ya *ZAP* i never existed on this post, it was all a dream lol catch ya'll later))