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.
The Metation Guild The Spellsword Guild Mansion English Teacher
Witchblade
palegreen
Bisexual
Married to Mirror
1,797
299
Jul 4, 2024 2:27:40 GMT -6
Aly
There was nothing worse than fighting, but there was something amazing about the moment after a fight. Both girls realized what was done wrong, and they both knew that loving one another was more important than clinging to an argument.
>> “I’m sorry. I…I didn’t mean to get so mad. Just… Please…please be careful. I love you. And…if you die…I swear I’m going to kill you myself! You got that!”
A laugh forced its way past tears and a choked up throat. "Well, Ah wouldnae want that." Rebecca rested an arm around Agnes's waist. "Sae can we just stay here and finish crying so I can show you what the charms mean and then we can make out like tonight was normal? Rebecca prayed it would be some time before the girls had another fight like th--
Oh my, no way... "Wait... was this really our first fight?"
Agnes sighed as she felt the tension from their argument finally begin to melt away. It had been such a stressful event that Agnes had felt her shoulders tighten up to a point that she wanted to cry because of how painful it was. But now that things were finally beginning to settle down, Agnes simply sighed as she tried to let all the tension wash off of her body. She was so exhausted from this whole ordeal that the only thing that the young insect queen wanted to do was to go back to her bed a lie down.
But sitting there, watching that lovely face of the sweet Scot, all tear stained and relieved, Agnes felt a pang of sadness. She really and truly did not mean to cause her that much harm. Maybe she should work on her temper a bit more.
A lyrical giggle broke through the sobs and Agnes had to smile a little as she kissed Rebecca’s forehead gently.
>> "Well, Ah wouldnae want that…Sae can we just stay here and finish crying so I can show you what the charms mean and then we can make out like tonight was normal?”[/color]
She nodded. It definitely sounded like a good plan to her. But a look crossed Rebecca’s face that made Agnes pause; the girl was curious about something. Agnes tilted her head and waited until Rebecca finally turned to her…
>> "Wait... was this really our first fight?"[/color]
Agnes thought for a moment but inevitably, she came to the same conclusion. Yes, this was actually their first fight and they managed to survive it! The runaway looked just as shocked as she turned her gaze up to Rebecca and found that the two of them were not looking at each other. She sighed as she leaned forward and carefully kissed her tear stained cheeks. It would be awhile before she forgave herself for causing her girlfriend so much heartache.
“I…I really think it was,” she smiled softly. “And I think we just got through it.”
The Metation Guild The Spellsword Guild Mansion English Teacher
Witchblade
palegreen
Bisexual
Married to Mirror
1,797
299
Jul 4, 2024 2:27:40 GMT -6
Aly
>> “I…I really think it was. And I think we just got through it.”
They really got through it. For Rebecca, getting through the first fight somehow legitimized her first relationship once again. No relationship was perfect, and the real test was to have a fight that shook the walls and cranked up the decibels and still come out of it hand-in-hand. They would fight again, but they would get through it. "I love you," she reaffirmed happily.
Rebecca pried open Agnes's hand with her fingers, spreading out the necklace to point out individual charms. "That flower's bluebell, an' it's the flower o' Scotland. The shamrock is obviously Irish. Those are from ma's side. This tudor rose is for England an' th' daffodil is the flower of Wales. Those are my faither."
Rebecca closed Agnes's fingers on the necklace one by one. She pulled Agnes's closed fist close and kissed the back of her hand. "Those are the four quarters o' me, sae keep them safe, kay?"
Agnes felt her heart fluttered and she sighed. Whenever she heard those three little words from Rebecca it was as if it aligned everything in her universe. Things made sense again and Agnes felt herself calm and at peace. She sighed as she let those words quietly rebound inside of her head and she mused happily. The exhaustion from the argument was settling in but she was not going to destroy this moment. She wanted to enjoy this peace as long as she could.
Rebecca’s delicate fingers gently pried open her hand and she looked down at the charm necklace that was there. She had always wondered about it. She knew that it was a gift from her parents but she had never asked if any of the charms held any special meanings. Apparently they did…
>> "That flower's bluebell, an' it's the flower o' Scotland. The shamrock is obviously Irish. Those are from ma's side. This tudor rose is for England an' th' daffodil is the flower of Wales. Those are my faither."[/color]
Her lips twisted into a smile, Agnes beamed as she looked down at the charms, imagining Rebecca’s parents as they picked out just the right things to stand for them. A small pang broke out in her heart, though, as she tried to think of what it meant to give such a precious gift to her. Agnes didn’t deserve to hold onto to something like this! It was far too important! What if she lost it, or broke it, or something like that? But before she could protest, she felt Rebecca close her hands around it and Agnes had to sigh.
She really did not want to engage in another argument. So…she would accept…
>> "Those are the four quarters o' me, sae keep them safe, kay?"[/color]
Agnes smiled and nodded firmly.
“I’ll guard them with my life,” she whispered as she leaned over and very softly, very sweetly, pressed her lips against Rebecca’s. The fight was over and they have survived. Now they could make up…
