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.
Hunter listened and mentally breathed a sign of relief a she told him of her limitations. On a previous encounter with a telepath his iron will had protected him long enough to impale the man, so perhaps he could continue to build the relationship with her. It would be a risk, but one he deemed acceptable.
Finishing his meal he nodded his agreement despite having barely tasted it and finished his wine. His enhanced blood meant that alcohol in his system was broken down exceptionally fast, meaning that he never felt the effects of alcohol.
Fiona shook her head quickly, a large smile on her face. "Oh, I'm very stuffed. I couldn't!" she said, laughing. Looking about her, she returned her gaze to Hunter's as she placed her napkin on the table.
"Thank you so much, this was wonderful."
Rummaging through her small handbag, she pulled out a credit card. "Let me know when the check arrives, so that I can go ahead and pay for my things..." she said absentmindedly, as she also looked at her cellphone for missed calls.
“No no, this is my treat. I insist.” He motioned to a waiter to bring the bill. Turning back to Fiona he said, “Well that was a most pleasant lunch, I thank you for your company, as well as your assistance earlier today.” She had indeed been most helpful, in more ways than she knew. He now could enter the mansion with a solid excuse, as well as knowing a bit more about the mansion occupants and a lot more about her, both her abilities and her past.
When the bill arrived he looked it over. It came to $1,300, $300 for the meals and $1,000 for the wine he had ordered. Acting as a gentleman there was no way he was going to let her pay. Taking out a credit card, as well as $50 as a tip he placed both on the bill.
Fiona watched as Hunter ended up paying for the meal, and smiled. He was most definetely a gentleman, however she felt guilty for having him pay so much simply for her.
"I most definetely owe you one then." she laughed.
She stood, straightening out her skirt. Sliding her jacket back on, she made sure she had everything as she waited for Hunter to be ready to leave. She began to look at the man with fascination, more interest than a man had given her in a long time. Without thinking, she felt the familiar flush of energy course through her and surge to Hunter. The course of the energy filled her veins, and in an attempt to shut down the euphoria that would rush through Hunter, turned away from him.
As he rose from his seat Hunter felt something inside of him. He was being drawn towards Fiona like a moth to a flame. Immediately his mental defences were up and he fought wither everything he had. If she managed to seduce him everything he was working so hard for would be in jeopardy. As she turned away he felt the force weaken, but not disappear entirely, and he kept a mental vigil against it whilst all the while maintaining he calm demeanour.
“I shall remember that,” he said with a smile and retrieving his card now that the meal was paid for headed for the door. In the back of his mind he felt a continual tug towards her, but managed to suppress it. He sincerely hoped that it wouldn’t work over distance, as he doubted that even he could keep this up for every minute of every hour of every day.
Fiona fought with herself to control her emotions, and concentrating on something else felt the rush weaken. It soon began to slip away, reducing itself to nothing but a low buzz. Turning back to him, it flared for a moment, but finally ceased. A blush had come to her cheeks, and she almost seemed to glow with the energy of the moment.
"I'm so sorry, I sometimes can't keep it under control." she said, and looked down.
Moving towards the door, she felt her own strain, but walked through.
"If you'd like, I can take a cab back to the mansion. I understand that some people can feel invaded by it sometimes and--" she stayed quiet, knowing full well she was rambling.
Hunter felt the tendrils of her power in his mind flare briefly, but his defences held and eventually they withdrew, leaving his mind his own once more. While it may be the more prudent course of action to have her travel separately to him, she had not penetrated his defences and had quickly regained her control.
“Now what sort of pro-mutant person would I be if I asked you to stay away from me for one little slip up? I shall give you a ride back to the mansion, after all, a woman such as yourself deserves to travel in style,” he said with a grin as he open the limo door an beckoned inside.
Smiling with relief, she climbed into the limo, sitting farther away than she had the first time. "Thanks, you have no idea how many times people who know of my abilities have hated me for what I do." she said, slightly painfully.
They rode back to the mansion, her eyes staunchly on the city that they passed. "Sometimes I wonder just what it must be like to just be normal. Not have anything to worry about, or people offended by a mistake... And especially not be a part of a movement that is hated by our own kind. I really just... " she trailed off. She couldn't think clearly, and closing her eyes, waited to reach the mansion.
Sensing her sadness and confusion Hunter decided to risk it and moved closer to her, taking her hand in his. “You lead a hard life, but it won’t always be. The world will improve and come to accept who and what you are. Humans have never been quick to accept change, but given time they will.”
Personally Hunter did not care whether or not there was peace for mutants, it was of little concern to him. But, the words would serve to comfort Fiona and reinforce this role. He steeled himself for another mental assault as the limo headed for the mansion.
She smiled at his touch, her discomfort melting away.
"You think so?"
With a more pleased expression, she looked outside as they reached the Mansion gates. "Ah, home." she said with a giggle, and set to making her way out. Finally out, she looked at Hunter with an expression of gratitude, but mixed was her curiosity.
Hunter got out of the limo with her to see her back into the mansion. He smiled a warm smile when she said that she wanted to see him again, knowing that he had seduced the seducer. “I shall endeavour to return, and whenever I am at the mansion on business I shall make a point of visiting you.”
As a final farewell he kissed her cheek, before getting back in the limo and heading for his apartment. He accomplished his mission, he’d initiated a relationship with someone at the mansion that would allow him to return without arising suspicion. Pulling out his cell phone he dialled Sabrina’s number.
“Sabrina, Hunter. Listen, I want you to find out everything you can on the Krihakov Performing Tour, in particular Mr and Mrs Ciapercelli.” With his orders given he hung up the phone and sat back to enjoy the ride.