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 Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
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.
Katherine looked at Hunter with a look of relief as he came back into the room, breakfast in hand. "I missed you." she said, and sat down on the bed, her sheet drooping. Letting it fall to her waist, she looked up.
"I was worried you had gone, but I trust you, so I didn't think you had gone for long." Looking down at herself, she smiled and stretched. "So... Inhibitions mean what again?" she laughed.
She reached over to pop a raspberry into her mouth, savoring the tangy flavor. "These are very wonderful!" she giggled, and held another one between her teeth before munching it down. Standing fully, she crossed to him as nude as she had awoken, not a trace of embarrassment on her features. He had become a part of her, and to her, she could do anything with him or before him. Taking the tray from him, she placed it on the vanity before turning around and wrapping her arms around him. She kissed him deeply, holding his face in her hands.
"What's the agenda for today?" she asked, a playful smile on her face as she placed a hand on his chest.
Hunter laughed with her as she spoke of her lack of inhibitions, at least around him. Tearing off a chunk of bread he dipped it in the honey and took a bite. He put the bread back on the tray and wrapped his arms around Katherine’s waist.
“Well, much as I hate to say it, we need to buy you some clothes for the journey, as I think you might cause a stir walking around like that,” he said with a smile and kissed her forehead, “After that we find the first ship headed to France and set sail.”
To himself he added that he’d need to find someone to feed on, preferable before they got on the ship. He would find someone before they went, and then have a blissful three days before he had to worry about it again.
Katherine looked about herself, having a few more raspberries. "France? I love France..." she said with an air of longing as she plopped herself down onto the bed again. She loved the feeling of being so safe with Hunter, as well as the feeling of being without abandon.
"Well, I can put on that dress again while we go look." she offered, looking at the limp dress on the armchair.
Looking back at Hunter, she beckoned him with her eyes, as if daring him to come closer. She felt positively impish, as she turned on her side, placing her arm on her hip. "I want to take the world by storm." she said, laughing.
Hunter came and knelt beside the bed, feeling calm and relaxed. He liked the feeling, having spent most of his life either angry or restless. Bringing his head level with hers he said, “And the world wouldn’t know what hit it.”
Smiling he kissed her, before popping a raspberry in his mouth. “At some point we’ll go and buy you some new outfits, but I think we have time to enjoy ourselves for now.” Taking a raspberry his dipped it in the honey and held it out for Katherine. “And finish our breakfast.”
Katherine ate the raspberry out of Hunter's hand, making sure to get the honey. With a smile, she rolled away, her hair fanned behind her. She felt the relaxing feel of the covers against her cheek and sighed, closing her eyes and letting waves of relaxation over take her.
"I wonder what my father must be doing?" asked Katherine, laying on her back once again.
“Well whatever he’s doing wont effect us,” Hunter promised, climbing onto the bed, “Unless of course you want to forget running away and go back to him and have to go through all the tedious courting rituals to get as close as we are now,” he teased, kissing her softly.
“How do you think he’ll react to you’re disappearance? Is he a cleaver enough man to link it to me?” Even if Johnathan Oswald did link him to his daughter’s absence there was nothing he could do about it. By the end of the day they would be out of England and on the open sea headed for France, far beyond Mr Oswald’s reach.
Katherine laughed out loud when she heard Hunter's concern.
"My father is a dimwit. As much as I love him to death, he only has enough brainpower for monitary affairs--and that's pushing it. He's been so deeply drained of any source of mental growth in his drive to become richer and richer that there's no point to the old man anymore."
She gave an exasperated sigh as she stared at the ceiling. Turning her head, she looked to Hunter, hoping he could remove the horrible feeling of frustration that she felt within her with his kisses. Reaching to him, she pulled him over her figure, kissing his face and giggling into his neck.
Hunter relaxed on hearing Katherine’s words. Knowing that he wouldn’t have to deal with any hassle from Mr Oswald he smiled and kissed Katherine with renewed vigour. Rolling onto he back he pulled her on top of him, kissing her neck.
“So what sort of clothes shall we look to get you then?” Hunter asked, curling a strand of her hair around his finger. He was beginning to believe that he could relax, that she would be his, with no more worries.
Katherine giggled and bit on his earlobe, tracing her tongue on his lobe. "What do you want to see on me?" she whispered, letting her head fall on his neck.
There hadn't been the slightest thought in her mind as to what clothes she'd want or need on this trip. Or, should she say, in her new life. Closing her eyes, she sat atop him, crossing her arms. "I honestly don't know what would look good on me?" she said almost like a question, wondering if he would know.
“Well,” said Hunter in mock seriousness, “personally I’m very partial to your current look, I think you’ll need something a little more hardwearing. Hopefully we’ll be able to find some travelling clothes. Once we’re in France we can look at some more elegant attire.”
He knew of just the place. A shop in Paris that housed what was considered the more elegant dresses in all of Europe. They would defiantly stop there. If they still had some of the gowns that he had seen thirty years ago when he was last there he would have to see her in them. The most beautiful woman in the most beautiful outfit.
Katherine smiled, wondering just what her handsome stranger had in mind. Laughing, she leaned down, kissing his lips lightly.
"Just what sort of get up are you planning, darling?" she asked, undoing the buttons of his shirt.
With a wicked grin, she trailed her tongue between his pecs, biting lightly. She absolutely loved the way he was hers, and the way she could enjoy his body all to herself. "How much time do we have left until we have to leave?" she asked, attempting to get to the buttons on his trousers without getting off him.
“I know of a little shop in Paris that we have to visit,” he replied as she began to undo his shirt, “And we have plenty of time.” Sitting up he began to kiss her neck, and trail soft kisses and gentle bites down her body as he pulled off his shirt.
*****
Hunter lay back with Katherine in his arms. He’d have to get up soon, but was so comfortable. Reluctantly he forced himself to sit it. “Time for us to get up I’m afraid,” he said, kissing her forehead, “We have things to do before this day is out.”
Katherine smiled, her eyes closed and her skin electric. Suppressing a yawn, she she sat up, looking at Hunter's nude form.
"You are a beauty, my love." she giggled, as she suddenly leapt up to snatch her slip up from the floor.
She pulled it over her head, feeling more stifled in her clothes than she had in a while. "I hate having cover ups..." she said, rolling her eyes. Reaching for her dress, she stepped into it, pulling the bodice up so as to place it snugly on her slender curvature. After a few moments fiddling with the laces and buttons, she looked somewhat like the Katherine of before, however the air about the woman was considerably changed. She then slipped on her shoes, completing the clothing arrangement. A more independant, fiesty Katherine stood before Hunter, almost daring him to come and tame her. She quickly pulled her hair into an updo using her pins from before, and replacing the ruby jewelry she had taken from her home before on her neck and finger, looked at Hunter.
Hunter smiled as Katherine went to get dressed and got up to do so himself. He was putting his jacket on and still had his boots to go when she announced herself ready. Pulling on the boots he stood up and smiled. Her demeanour had changed, and he liked the new Katherine he saw before him even more than the old one.
“Let’s go find you some travelling clothes.” He picked up his coin purse and tied it securely to his belt before opening the door and stepping out into the corridor. A brief rap of his knuckles on the opposite door produced Dominik.
“See that my things are packed then find us a ship that’s heading for France.” Dominik nodded and Hunter turned to Katherine and extended and arm. “Shall we?”
Katherine smiled and took Hunter's hand as they walked out of the inn. As soon as she stepped outside, she got to take a better look at her surroundings. It was a quaint town they were in, however it was prosperous in itself. Large shops lined the streets, in which Katherine could quickly see there was much business.
"I don't really know this area, but be my guest." she said with a dramatized flourish of her hands.