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.
>>"Oh, just leave Doc Prof to me. He wouldn't say no to lil ol me."
"Yeeeeah I'm not entirely covinced" he sniffed, but allowed her to drag him none the less "Ya're kinda skinny for a human shield."
DocProf did have that look on his face when they walked in too, so skinny or not, Gawain ended up lagging half a step behind, just in case. The situation was pretty obvious, even for those without medical training; he just stood there looking away sheepishly, leaving the talking up to Ami.
"Shin said if I get hurt, I should come to you." Amelia stated.
DocProf smiled at her. "You don't look hurt."
Amelia jerked her head over towards Gawain.
DocProf chuckled wryly. "Again?"
"Heal him, please." She frowned at the old man. Convincingly, even. "I hurt him. Didn't mean to. It's not his fault."
DocProf glanced away like he was seriously considering his options.
Amelia didn't miss a beat. "Plus, I know about your last root beer-drinking contest and how you cheated."
The white-haired old man blanched.
Amelia smirked. "Do it."
With a sigh, DocProf complied.
How does one even cheat at a root beer-drinking contest, Amelia pondered. Shin had told her, if she ever needed to get something out of DocProf, to bring that up. Apparently, the old guy was some sort of root beer-drinking champ. What was this? Chrono Trigger? But Shin's words showed wisdom, cuz hey. Lookit the blackmail, working its magic. How someone could even cheat at drinking soda pop did not matter. And she didn't care enough to find out.
Did she just what?! Blackmailing DocProf? Girl was out of her mind. And it worked.
Of course, that did not mean the old man had to be nice to him. Gawain winced and his eyes teared up as his nose got popped back into place. Ow. Then the healing happened, and he really wanted to wipe the smirk off the doctor's face when he saw in his memories exactly what just happened.
"I'm never gonna live that down" he muttered, following Ami out of the infirmary, trying to rub drying blood from his face. "Root beer? Seriously?..."
Amelia shrugged, lacing her fingers and stretching her arms behind her back innocently.
"Shin suggested it. I've got no idea. I just follow the wise advice of my elders." It had not failed her so far.
"So," she added, glancing back towards Gawain. "We need to get you cleaned up. And then, birthday stuff." Stuff. Vagueness. Surprises. "Surprise me." Surprises could be good. As long as they didn't involve and redheads on TV who weren't Ariel.
>>"Oh. Why does that not make me less worried?" He grinned.
She didn't look at him, but. She grinned too. "I am completely innocent," she insisted. Completely. Entirely. Fully.
And now they needed to get him cleaned up. Amongst other things.
>>"I think I need a new shirt too."
And get him a new shirt.
"Mhm..." She agreed, turning her attention towards the other end of the hall as she waited for him to get his door. Although the thought of him shirtless wasn't bad.
Hey. She was innocent in thinking that. It wasn't like they'd hung out a ton in the past few weeks. She hadn't kissed him in a while, either. Even if she supposed to still be slightly mad at him, she was still a teenage girl. 'And it was all Maxine's fault anyways, wasn't it?' she rationalized. Dammit. She just wanted birthday kisses. Plural.
"I can't wait to see my surprise." She focused on a window down the hall, distracting herself from any kissy kiss thoughts.
He opened his door and fought off Angua who seemed over-excited from the smell of blood that she tried to lick off his hands and face; she was now a full-blown Irish wolfhound, big enough to do that, especially when awakened from her afternoon nap.
"Down, girl" he laughed, pushing her nose away and opening the door for Ami "Gimme a second here."
He disappeared in the bathroom to clean himself up and came back a few minutes later, drying his face and nose with a towel, and started rummaging around a shirt to replace the one he discarded in the bathroom.
>>"I can't wait to see my surprise."
"Yeah, about that" he smirked, fishing around in the drawers "I still mean what I've said y'know. If you wanna go into a movie, any movie, you are my guest. Except for horror. I kinda had my share of haunted houses for a lifetime."
She took that to mean the kissy kissy thoughts he wasn't aware she was having. But that didn't stop her from having them, nope. Just made her focus down the hall...
What were those kids doing...? One was balancing a pillow on his head. And riding a unicycle. Indoors? How'd he manage that? Must've been miracles. The flickering beam between his forehead and the pillow likely had nothing to do with it. Behind him, a girl with red shades was licking the wall. Weird.
>>"Yeah. About that." Gawain replied, from the room. "I still mean what I've said y'know. If you wanna go into a movie, any movie, you are my guest. Except for horror. I kinda had my share of haunted houses for a lifetime."
Her focus dragged itself back from her the hallway's occupants, and her clenched fist.
Her fist unclenched.
"So, with these movies..." She said conversationally. As she nudged her back into the door and slipped in, her voice got louder with proximity. The door clicked shut in front of her with another nudge. "How does it work? Like. You said the movie can change, but... are we the main characters. Or unimportant. Or what?"
It slightly lessened the 'cool' factor if Maxine hadn't literally turned into a fire-breathing dragon lady. Or if Gawain hadn't gotten a nice Prince's sword.
>>"So, with these movies... How does it work? Like. You said the movie can change, but... are we the main characters. Or unimportant. Or what?"
Gawain was done putting on a shirt and moved on to combing his hair with his fingers.
"We're redshirts" he chuckled "All the characters are the same, we are the plus two. Takes some effort to make an impression, since we don't really have a place in the movie."
It was not easy, talking about it as if it was cool and at the same time trying to avoid reminding Ami of Maxine. Walking over to her, he wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on the top of her head.
"We don't have to do that if you'd rather do something else. You are the birthday girl..."
Redshirts? Meh. That sounded really boring. Luckily, he knew exactly how boring it sounded. And he cheated. He had her number. With the hugging and the proximity and--
Not fair.
She rested her hands against his chest.
"Well, we certainly haven't done this in a while..." She commented. A hand snuck up to snag his chin, and tilted his face into a kiss. Was this what she wanted for her birthday, though? Well. It was good. But. "What movies do you have in your room?" She asked, as she broke the kiss. She'd made sure it would be a good one, to make up for lost time, too. She fully understood if it took him a minute to come back to his sense and find an answer. And she might be a bit disappointed if it didn't, too.
>>"Well, we certainly haven't done this in a while..."
Ooh, kissing. Who was Gawain to complain? Pulling her closer he returned to kiss. She was right, they have not done this for a while. He was going to make up for lost time, as long as she'd let him.
>>"What movies do you have in your room?"
Wait, what? When did she pull away? The young knight tilted his head, kissing her below the ear, just for good measure.
"Mhm" he commented, not fully following her thought process at the moment. "... missed you 'mi..."