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.
Now this was interesting, two guys and a girl, having a little meeting in the shadows of New York. One would've thought they'd pick a more private place for a conversation, regardless of topic. Oh yes, it looked downright sneaky indeed. Carrie shrugged. Nonetheless, crowding round having secret dealings in the dark screamed for attention and this certainly pricked at her senses. This should be entertaining. Carrie jumped off the wall she had been perched on and followed the man in the trench coat. '...watch your back,' did he say? What, is he some kind overprotective guardian? Carrie's curiosity radar itched. Who were these people? Mutants obviously. And they were talking about wounds and genetics. Hey, she can handle that. Maybe pass a virus or two, but hey, she can help. If they wanted. She shrugged. What was there to lose? Sauntering out from the shadows, she tapped his shoulder. 'Hey buddy, do you usually go round defending those you've hardly met?'
'Hey buddy, do you usually go round defending those you've hardly met?'
Seth was a little startled by the tap on his shoulder and by the words of whoever had seen them. He steeled himself and turned around to find to his surprise a girl around his age with black hair dressed in a forest green tunic, off shoulder bell sleeves gathered at wrists with gold metal clasps, sash with gold brooch, that he recognized from his occult studies as being Celtic in origin, extending below skirt over jeweled breastplate, and ankle length button up stiletto boots. He looked her over and then met her brown eyes with his piercing green gaze.
"No for your information I do not, but then again this young lady here did not need saving." He said looking her in the eyes "I simply didn't like that man nor did I like the way he slandered my character." He looked to Alexandra as if to say 'do you know this person?'
After an awkward silence of about five minutes Seth turned back to the odd Celtic woman She's probably unaware of the significance of the Celtic tradition and of its forms of magick. he thought bitterly knowing that very few would study ancient civilizations and religions. He stored the bitterness within himself along with all the other festering negative emotions that he used to fuel his will power. "My name is Dr. Nick Garsha" he stood and bowed slightly, not as deeply as he had to Alexandra earlier. "And who might I have the pleasure of meeting?" he asked.
Carrie's brown eyes flickered swiftly from the pretty woman to her companion. She realized she was being analyzed, must be my crazy sense of dress. She shrugged.
'Dr. Garsha, nice to meet you too,' Carrie stuck out a hand for a shake and nodded briefly at the woman. 'My family name's Mietzl, if you'ld care to know. I couldn't help noticing the odd exchange that had been going on between three apparent strangers. Did you know that character who'd just been, ah, slandering your reputation?' She asked this in a tone of pure innocent curiosity, fully realizing the dangers of being so frank in a city where mutants were arrested daily and tortured. But weird things happened here regularly, and perhaps this pair won't turn out so bad.
She was about to answer Seth's questions when an unusually dressed woman tapped him on the shoulder and asked him if he goes round with defending those who he had hardly met. As she was prepared to say that she didn't need to be defended Seth told the young woman the same thing she was about to say. A strange silence fell over the three mutants. Finally, Seth decided to speak. "My name is Dr. Nick Garsha. And who might I have the pleasure of meeting?[/i]" he introduced himself slighly bowing before the new mutant. Alexandra's eyes met those of the new woman as her eyes flickered from Seth to her then back. "'Dr. Garsha, nice to meet you too,[/i]" the young woman said stucking out her hand for a shake and nodded briefly at Alexandra. "'My family name's Mietzl, if you'ld care to know. I couldn't help noticing the odd exchange that had been going on between three apparent strangers. Did you know that character who'd just been, ah, slandering your reputation?[/i]" the girl continued. Alexandra rose from her chair. " My name is Alexandra I--Leigh." she said, almost saying her real name. "The man's name was Nigel Banks, miss." she said and gestured towards the chair inviting 'my family name is Mietzl' to sit.
Seth shook the woman's hand softly and said "good to meet your acquaintance." he sat back down and offered her a chair. He looked back to Alex and couldn't help but see a tinge of jealousy on her face...whether it was real or not he couldn't tell but he smirked to himself as he watched the two speak. He was about to say Nigel's name but then Alex said it for him...it was creepy to say the least.
Is she psychic too? If so...then I might be a little out matched powers-wise because I never have been too good at copying psychic abilities...its...odd. he thought as he looked at Alex's elegant beauty compared to the wild beauty of Mietzl. This is one of the best nights I've had in a while. Seth smirked as he thought to himself.
Seth put his long black hair over his shoulder, it had been running free until now "Excuse me" he said as he turned away so as not to violate manners and then quickly produced a hairband from his pocket, he wrapped it around his long hair several times to put it up into a pony tail. Then he turned back to the table and said "Now Alex, before we were interrupted I believe I asked you some questions...lets save them for another more private time." he smiled but on the inside was a little annoyed at being robbed of his information.
She watched Seth shaking hands with Mietzl then offered her own hand to the young girl. They also shook hands and few moments later they were once again seated. A strange smirk appeared on Seth's face as he looked at her then at Mietzl. She wondered why and raised an eyebrow while looking at him, as if asking him what was happening. He didn't answer, he just pushed his long hair over his shoulder and excused himself as he turned away and caught it in a pony tail. Alexandra couldn't help but smile at this. As he turned back to the table, his piercing green eyes fell directly on her, as he spoke. "Now, Alex, before we were interrupted I believe I asked you some questions... lets save them for another more private time.[/i]" he spoke softly but a hint of annoyance was in his voice. Alexandra nodded as watched the young man smile. "Of course, Seth. You seem to read my mind." she said and laughed softly.
"Of course, Seth. You seem to read my mind." she said and laughed softly.
Seth smirked at her quirked eyebrow as if to say 'you'll never know'. "I could say the same for you, you just finished my sentence a couple minutes ago." he said shrugging sensing a bit of romantic tension build in the flirtatious conversation. He could never tell if someone was flirting with him or not...it was one of his tragic flaws...he was so odd and eccentric that he had never much interaction with the opposite sex, nor had he the wherewithal to determine when a girl was interested in him. Put simply, women confused him.
He truly had no idea what was going on, there was unspoken tension of the attraction at first meeting...but it was mixed with the tension of meeting a new person who knew they were mutants...combined with the vague feeling something bad was going to happen and you had a bad situation.
Seth smirked Well if she's going to flirt then I guess I could try it. he thought as he nudged subtly his feet closer to hers and made direct eye contact, putting a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. "So its really hot in here." he said, stressing hot just a bit. He took off his white sleeveless trench coat to reveal his black t-shirt on underneath it, the shirt clung to his muscles which were not too big but rather toned to react rather than hurt.
"I do hate how hot it gets inside during the winter." he said stretching, flexing just a bit.
'Yes, it's steaming in here,' Carrie scanned the skyline fo New York briefly, ignoring the well-toned man's obvious attempt to flirt with his companion. Having done it and seen men make fools of themeselves, Carrie can truthfully say that flirting bored her. It was obvious these two were infected, just like me, she thought bitterly. Although they probably know what they want with their abilities, unlike me, she mused again. I'm just a wandering vagabond. Sighing inwardly, she got up and tossed a coin to a passing paperboy.
'Thanks, little 'un.'
Scanning the headlines, she quickly found what she'd been looking for. It wasn't just a brief article, it was an entire section. 'Creatures Who Abuse the Lives of Others.... For the %$3@* Fun of It.' A recruitment ad stood dead-set in the center: 'Do Service for Your Country - Round Up These Dangerous Creatures With Us Today!'
Whistling lowly, she handed the paper to her companions.
Seth looked at the paper "Bullocks" he said as he tossed it to Alex. "That paper is ridiculous..." his eyes seemed to flare up as if in anger "Ridiculous elitism...leads men to become monsters." he seemed too lost in thought to answer her last question, his eyes on fire....and if one looked closely, one might see the leaping flames of the frightened mob that had destroyed his entire life.
After ten minutes of seething in blissful agony, Seth resurfaced to reality and smirked "I use my powers for how I see fit, no one tells me what to do....I use my own reason and my own ruler to determine how I should use them." he said as if it didn't need explaining. "I am my own master."
Exchanging looks of uncertainty with Alex, Carrie sat back, watching the sudden outburst from Dr Garsha. She admired his fine ability to keep his cool. It was obvious he had it, and yet this sudden exposure of feeling, raw feeling. Perhaps it was something all of the infected shared, an exclusion from society. Or betrayal.
'Of course, one who directs what he can in life is one with a spine.' She paused to let this sink in, subtly stating respect for his personal pride. 'As always, society runs it's course against those with genetic differences.' She looked him eye to eye, before steadily turning her gaze at Alex, who had what looked like somebody's spit slobbering down the paper, still in hand. 'Perhaps that is so, where you come from?' And without hesitation, ''tis true in my country at least.'
Alexandra looked for a moment to the ground as she smiled at Seth's flirting. Then, she quickly recomposed, and took once more her serious attitude. She decided to be silent and altough she listened to the discussion of her companions, she was miles away. A strange feeling was making way in her heart, as she seriously began to think that something bad was going to happen. When Seth tossed her the paper, she quickly scanned the whole article. Rage clouded her mind as she saw the headlines her comanions had already seen. No... She wasn't even listening, nor realizing what was happening in her surroundings. Right now, she only anger towards those who called themselves humans. Her eyes turned blue instead of her usual dark brown. "These... humans..." was everything she could say as she threw the paper on the table. She briefly looked at each of her companions. Those titles in the news paper reminded her of all her friends... now captured. Why freedom was a word forbidden for those like her?
Face expressionless, Carrie clenched her fists under the table. 'I wonder who's next… honestly, how do they capture infected people anyway..? I mean, aren't we stronger?' Her lips twitched. 'Any idea where these camps are located?' Perhaps one of the captured will have the gene Dan needs. And I'll have fun….just having the excuse to beat someone up for a cause would be…. Nice for a change. She sighed guiltily, turning her hands over. They were still slightly raw from the bleach she hadn't seen coming at her. She was down on T-cells. It was time to recharge. Somehow, she didn't feel it was right to help herself to Alex and Dr Garsha.
There was a mutually shared ten minutes of hatred for the way things were, not a word was said...just all knowing that this was wrong. Seth finally broke the silence "We need to do something about this....We need to stop these...these...animals." he said spitting the last words out like a mouthful of raw meat. He looked around the table at the mutual hatred they shared. Perhaps my plans are more on track than I had imagined....thank Ra... he thought as he slammed his fist onto the table "What do you say?" he asked passionately, his eyes ablaze with a green inner fire.
As she watched once again her companions, Alexandra was aware that her hatred for humans was shared. Mietzl's words 'aren't we stronger' left a bitter taste in her mouth. She saw many strong mutants being captured without any big effort. The genetic enhancement was nothing compared to the betrayal of humans. For another ten minutes, they fell silent. Seth finaly broke the silence. "We need to do something about this....We need to stop these...these...animals.[/i]" he said and then, with passion in his eyes he slammed his fist on the table. "What do you say?[/i]" Alexandra looked around. People were starting to glare towards the three mutants. "Be silent, Seth. We won't do any good if we're caught." she said, calming the raging mutant with a look. In the moment of silence folowing Alexandra's statement, the sirens could be heard clearly. The eyes of the young romanian mutant widdened.
Seth's ears finally picked up the sirens, they were right outside. His hate flared up and he saw the police unit get out of their squad car. Good its only four officers....shouldn't be too hard...but I can't kill them.... He thought as his eyes scanned the restaurant for a way out...finding none he slammed his fist down on the table as the officers opened the door to the restaurant. "Alex, Mietzl...run....save yourselves." he said as he pushed them out of the officer's view.
Seth cursed his chivalry and picked up his chair "I'm the one you want!" he said as he smashed the chair through the window right next to the table, spraying glass shards onto himself, cutting up his face and hands. "Look!" he said as he jumped up on top of the table. The officers by now were drawing their guns and pointing them at Seth. Seth laughed insanely as he reveled in his mutation's power "Your guns can't help you against me." he said as his iris' spun and with an exertion of primal will Seth teleported their guns into their hands using the power he had seen Alex use earlier.
The policemen shrieked in agony and fell to the floor clutching their hands in pain. Seth's hatred for humans surged, he could feel the crackling flames as he watched his parents burn start to dance across his skin again. Seth proceeded to raise his hands to the sky "FEAR ME!!" he screamed as his iris' spun and blue lightning leapt out of his hands striking two of the police officers sending them hurtling back into the glass windows, shattering them. The red blood started to soak through their navy blue uniforms.
Seth knew these people were just doing their jobs...but he had no regard for them. He cared not for their families, for their lives, for their possessions....people like this had taken from him his life and his childhood...they had inflicted this constant and sharp pain that he always felt within himself...and now he was beyond wanting it healed. Instead, he reveled in it and wanted to spread it to others....all those who would look down upon the Chosen. "THE GODS WILL BE DONE!!" he laughed insanely as two more bolts of lightning shot from his hands hitting the other two police officers forcing them to writhe on the ground in pain.
"SUFFER!!!" Seth screamed as he lost control of the lightning sending it spiraling over the store hitting civilians and appliances alike. Seth's iris' stopped spinning, he was dizzy now, he was tired...and he was drained.
There was a single gun shot. Seth looked down and saw red spreading from his stomach. He put his hand there Is this my blood? he thought as he lifted closer to his eyes I...I've been shot... he thought as he looked around to see who it was, he had not seen it...but he had missed with the first phasing power on one officer....and he had just shot Seth...damaged as the officer was...he managed to hit Seth. Seth looked around to make sure his companions were gone...and sure enough they were by now.
Seth quickly jumped out of the window, wincing in pain...running on nothing but adrenaline.