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.
raptor quickly jumped over the shields and literally ran his calw right through them the officers amrour was hsreeded and riopped and blood appeared as Raptor grabbed another offcier and pureprsoefully disembowled him he watched the rest of SWAT team as the masn guts sliped over and landed in a blubbery mass at his feet he roared loudly then jumped on the next this wasn't a fight it was a downright massacre
Isabel coughed lightly as the remainder of the tear gas dissipated, wiping at her eyes frustratedly, trying to stop the irritation. "Bastards." she growled quietly as she looked at the SWAT team, her grin replaced by a look of angry determination. Concentrating for a brief moment, long spikes of bone suddenly emerge from her skin and cover her body, her head the exception, before Isabel broke into a dead run and rushed straight at the officers of the SWAT team, easily pushing past their plastic shields and into the middle of them, the officers unable to physically touch her without injuring themselves.
Using the sword that was still sticking out of her palm, she slashed at the men and woman, reaching for any exposed area of skin or cutting up their armor if no flesh could be reached. The young mutant was no longer cautious of the gas canisters, anticipating that the officers wouldn't want to set one off if Isabel was right in the midst of them. Angrily she continued to slash at the people around her, occasionally striking with the spines on her body rather than the sword.
I’m just a well-adjusted gal who likes to leave a serious amount of mayhem in her wake.
Jonas looked around there was n one else they had all been kileld with the excpetion of two of them who were running away he grabbed a revolver from one of the dead guys hands and shot them both "There much better," he said leaving the bodies to rot he went back to the main assembly were only a few people were left most of them grabbing things from the dead cops
Watching Isabel and Raptor engage the newly arriving police made Syn smile. She didn't want their fun to end. To fuel the fire she began emmiting pheromones to aid in furthering the aggression in both the other two mutants as well as the police.
Finally the police either left or were killed by the three young mutants. Something that made all of them seem very happy. "Well, that was fun." she said as she looked at Isabel and Raptor while heading back towards the main entrance.
Jonas started twitching a bit the pheremones had started to affect him as he turned into his raptor form and grabbed the nreest human ripping his amrs off and chewing through his neck he was ina frenzy and a few minutes later he was done he looked at them "You know Syn," he said he twitched slightly "There was absoloutely no need for that whatsoever,"
Raptor's comment made Syn laugh. "I know but it makes it so much more fun. Don't you think?" She looked him over for a moment. "Or maybe it's too much for you. Hmm?" She looked at Isabel for a moment as well then turned and headed inside the Sanctuatury in search of Dorian King. She wanted to know more about him. Pausing for a second she glanced back. " You two coming along?"
"Yes, that was fun. I haven't had a good time like that in ages." Isabel agreed, the spiked bones and sword disappearing as the slid back into her flesh. "I just hope that Mr. King isn't too upset that scared off most of his crowd." she said again, shaking her head lightly to clear it up as she followed Jonas and Syn to the front entrance, previously unaware of Syn's use of pheromones.
I’m just a well-adjusted gal who likes to leave a serious amount of mayhem in her wake.
"Well, at least he won't have to worry about having too many people wanting to stay here. Besides, we needed to weed out those who didn't need to be here in the first place. Gives us more room to ourselves right?" She said smiling back at Isabel
"If I don't stop twitching you are in deep trouble," he laughed slightly then titched before following Syn he turned into a raptor and yawned lazily reavaling rows of dagger sharp teeth he clicked alone the hallways his huge killing claw hitting the floor with a little thud each time
"I don't know why you'd be twitching. Unless you're nervous about something." She commented as the three walked through the main hallway. There were security cameras places strategically all over the place. "This place sure seems to have alot of security. I wonder if Mr. King is hiding something."
Raptor looked upwards as if he was begging to a God he knew didn't exist he smiled "I think King purposely wanted to attract homeless downtordden people think about it there is plenty of mutants who want a fair piece of humanity all King needs to do is pack em up with everything they need and he probably thinks we'll listen to waht he wants us to do
Syn stopped at Raptors comment. "So you think he wants to use us?" She looked around and saw what looked like a receptionist desk. "Well, we might have to see about that. If that is his intention."
"I'll varve him up like a piece of ham I;ll eat his intestines and I'll lap up his blood if he even thinks about using me for anything," he said angrily maybe it was the after effect of the pheremones that had caused this little outburst he preferred to think of it like that
Syn giggled a little. "Calm down lizard boy. Let's just see what he has to offer first. It may benefit us." She then looked to see what Isabel was doing.
Isabel laughed lightly at Jonas' twitching, not having so much trouble herself. "Maybe he's just crazy." she said with a small grin before taking a better look around the Sanctuary hallway. "I've heard that Mr. King is a bit of a shady character. It wouldn't surprise me if he's got some tricks up his sleeves."
Isabel saw the receptionist's desk as well, a young blond woman probably no older than twenty sitting behind it, typing something up on her computer. "Excuse me miss." Isabel said, approaching the tall desk and leaning her elbows on its polished top. "My friends and I were wondering just what exactly this place has to offer." The young receptionist looked at Isabel a moment and then at her two companions. "This is a place for people who have no place to go. We've got plenty of vacant rooms and showers as well as a kitchen that's always kept open to the Sanctuary's inhabitants as well as non-residents." the woman answered, typing another few words on her computer before regarding the three once more, a look of recognition suddenly lighting up her features.
"You're the three kids who caused the big scene outside, aren't you?" Isabel nodded, an accomplished kind of smile crossing her features. "Well, then you'll want to stay in the rooms on the lower level, that's where the mutants will be staying, the humans are on the main level." The woman turned and dug through one of her draws a moment before dropping three packets of forms as well as three pens in front of Isabel. "What are these?" she asked, picking one up and flipping through a few pages. "You'll need to fill those out for Mr. King if you are to be staying here. Mr. King likes to keep things nice and neat. He'll want your information for his personal files. Just bring them back whenever you're done.
I’m just a well-adjusted gal who likes to leave a serious amount of mayhem in her wake.