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.
Katrina had never left a hand print on someone's face before. Alister deserved it, though.
Alister readjusted his sunglasses and rubbed at his cheek with the back of his hand, “Perhaps we should continue this conversation inside. Marco, why don't you and Letitia go keep an eye on the unicorn. Elias, the twins have homework.” That left only Jude.
Katrina glared at the both of them. First at one, then at the other. Short, blonde, and cocky. Tall, dark, and too-handsome-for-his-own-good. They had one thing in common: they were both in the dog house.
She didn't care if they did this inside in the privacy of the shop or outside in front of God and everybody. She was going to give the both of them a piece of her mind.
“What the heck do you two think you're doing? That was cruel, and there was absolutely no reason to do that to him. How. Could. You?”
Jude glanced at Alister's pink cheek. Couldn't she just hit them both and get it over with? He was feeling crummy enough already.
"It was cruel." He admitted that much at least, but the frenchman did have his reasons. "But if he comes back, how will he be treated? If he comes back and only ze twins are here? Or only Alister? I don't want him to do something stupid. And I don't want us to do anything stupid to him."
Being taller than most of the rest of the kids at Future Sight meant that he was getting a serious crick in his neck, but he was glad of his height. It made him feel more... righteous in his decision.
“Don't you see it? We've already done stupid things to him. Before he ever showed up here, he was a happy relatively normal man with a wife and a son and a clinic. And then you,” she glared at Alister, “told him he would start the apocalypse and you,” she turned accusingly upward towards Jude, “abandoned him without even letting him know you were okay.”
“What do you think all of that did to him? Do you know what he's been doing for the last couple of days? Looking for Jude. He hasn't even eaten or slept. If anything he's closer now to starting something awful than he was before you two screwed everything up.”
If she had been a real fire manipulator, she'd probably be flaming right now. As it was, only her cheeks were burning. She just couldn't see how making the unicorn man miserable was going to help them at all.
"I left zem a note to know I was alright! If he wasted his time looking for me, zat's his own fault!" That sounded just a little too much like a child's denial, even to Jude. He had been selfish to leave. He knew that much was true without Katrina's yelling.
"He's going to do somesing stupid anyway." Jude glanced at Alister. It was hard to get a proper read from the kid since glasses hid his eyes all the time, but the glasses were necessary... just as the things they had done had been necessary. "And you're saying zat it is us who drives him to do it." He frowned at Katrina. If they had done all of this differently... how would things be now?
Jude would still be at home. Still be human. Sebastian might still do something stupid. If not for Jude's sake then for some other reason. The thing that had changed it all was the knowing. Just like last time.
"The future has been changed before and it will change again. I would rather zis path of knowing." Because at least now, it felt like they were doing something, working toward something. At least now, they had a purpose.
“We don't know enough. Alister, you say he starts the apocalypse, but we don't know when, or how, or why. So how on earth are we supposed to do anything to stop it? What we should be doing is getting more information, not stumbling around in the dark making guesses and making people's lives miserable. As far as I'm concerned, you should have some darn good information before you go around mucking up something like that. What we should be doing...”
Alister interrupted, his own cheeks somewhat reddening, “You don't understand how it works, so you should just be quiet. Don't you think I would have loved to have found out all those details? I'm doing the best I can with the information I have, and I'm not going to listen to this any longer.” With that, the young seer stomped out of the room, through the kitchen, and off to his own bunk.
The little illusionist glared after him, then turned her gaze back to Jude.
“I don't think you really appreciate how worried they are about you. When you've got family, you don't treat them like that. You don't wander off without letting them know. Trust me, it feels like crap when someone you care about disappears from your life and you have no idea if you will ever see them again.”
“Who knows if knowing the future changes your fate? Either way, you shouldn't be using the knowledge of what's going to happen to act like a big jerk.”
He knew that his was not the high road. But the opportunity was ripe and Katrina was asking for it.
"Like you've never left withsout permission."
He'd heard the stories. Katrina was a legend at the Mansion. She had a reputation for getting herself in trouble by going off on her own, for trusting the wrong people, for making the wrong friends.
Did that mean he was one of those friends who was the "wrong sort?" He was only trying to do the right thing.
"If it takes a jerk to make things happen, I'll be zat jerk." He couldn't turn and walk away as cooly as Alister had, but he could certainly try. What did she want him to do? Kiss and make up?
“It's the not ever coming back and letting people worry about you that's the jerk thing to do.” Katrina would never do that in a hundred years.
“There are other ways to get things done. You're the one that said Sebastian was a good man. You're the one who suggested we watch him. Where does being an asshole fit into all that? Unless you and Alister have been having a little one on one time, looking through your future options, choosing a venue, picking out curtains together, and standing at every crossroads weighing every word and action and seeing where each and every different word could lead you.”
She hadn't meant to start getting sarcastic, but there was something about arguing with a twelve year old in the twenty something body.
She just. didn't. get it. Katrina was so far off the mark with how Alister's mutation worked and with his relationship with Sebastian and with everything that he only had two options. Get angry or laugh it off.
His laugh was wry and, though he hated to be condescended to as a kid, that's exactly what he found himself doing now, "When you've grown up and then get shoved back into the role of a child, come back and talk to me."
He laughed at her. He was condescending. He acted the part of a grown up jerk just perfectly.
Katrina glowered, “You know what? Fine.”
She had enough; enough of Alister and his know it all attitude, enough of Jude and his blindly loyal following of everything the 'oracle' told him, enough of trying to hedge their bets on which future was the most likely and trying to steer it in just such a way and never being completely sure that they were right.
She stormed over to where she had been sitting before this whole mess started, grabbed her book and her sweatshirt, and shoved them roughly back into her backpack.
She had a trip to get ready for anyway. The little illusionist had never before needed a vacation from her summer vacation, but she was certainly glad she was getting one. She needed some time away from all this to get her perspectives straight again.
Without another word, she stomped out through the broken front door.