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.
Amelia saw it coming a second before it dawned on the elf to do it. Which was a feat, really, because Legolas always had been a bright one. With really good eyesight, too.
I'm such a Mary Sue in this movie... She thought, as a ghost hand shot out and threw Legolas's aim completely off.
Yeah. Maybe he could miss.
The arrow went sailing upwards in the air, and down eventually, into the eye of the first orc on the scene.
Realization dawned on the party. First, Gimli charged. Then, Legolas went for Gawain. Aragorn turned towards the encroaching orc parade. And Boromir took off after Frodo.
"Frick!" She cursed. "You take care of yourself here, Gawain! I'm making sure the ring bearer doesn't get a sword in his back!" And with that, she took off.
"Sh*t!" Gawain yelled, reaching for his bow and arrows. Orcs were crawling out of the woods. Legolas pounced... at him?
>>"Frick! You take care of yourself here, Gawain! I'm making sure the ring bearer doesn't get a sword in his back!"
"Ami, don't...!" he only had time to yell that much before the elf was on him, with one of his elegant curved swords in his hand.
"GODDAMMIT LEGOLAS!" he yelled, kicking the elf in the stomach and spinning away from him "I'M NOT THE ENEMY!"
The enemy was obvious, from the yells and grunts not so far away where Aragorn and Gimli were hacking into the orcs. Gawain rasied his bow just enough to shoot one over Legolas' shoulder. That confused the elf enough to make him think twice.
"We need to protect Frodo!" Gawain yelled at him.
And Ami. They needed to protect Ami. She was about to jumo between Frodo, Boromir, the orcs, and the Ring. What could possibly go wrong?...
Not much. Everything in the scene other than their presence, the party at war, and hobbits frolicking playfully through the fields of battle matched up right to the old movie. Okay, so maybe the hobbits weren't frolicking so much as running around like chickens with their heads cut off. And maybe Sam was running faster, away from the group, towards where he was certain Frodo would be. Maybe Legolas had attacked Gawain, and nearly lost an ear. Maybe he was reconsidering attacking the boy who had just protected him from an ax to the back. And maybe his whole world view was a little hazy right now, clouded by the ring. But pretty much exactly like the movie, besides all of that. Pretty much. Yeah.
Another orc collapsed under the fury of Gimli's ax as it cleaved down. He jerked the blade free and swept it through the air to clean it off. He gnashed his teeth as he turned to eye the fighting behind him. Aragorn was clashing with three orc men. The hobbits were ducking blades and moving towards the trees. A fine hiding place for little folk without blades.
Legolas drew his arrow. He did not mutter a 'sorry'. He let the shot from his bow do the talking for him at it picked off an orc behind the young man he'd just attacked. A battle between the two would have been fine indeed, but now was not the time. They could settle their differences later, AFTER the orcs were cold and dead.
Boromir's hand caught Frodo's shoulder. The hobbit spun on him, eyes narrowing. "Let me go! I must--"
"Run away? To HIM? Tail between your legs?" Boromir spat venom.
Frodo's eyes wavered. "No."
"Give it here, boy." He stuck out his hand.
Frodo shook his head. "Not here... not now. And certainly not to you." There were tears building in the corners of his eyes. "I thought we were friends, but..." His words died on his lips as Boromir thrust his hand forth again, more forcibly.
"The ring." A running tackle utterly failed to topple the heavily-armored Man. Amelia fought off an 'oof' as his eyes shifted to her, pressed up against his side. "And what, pray tell, is this...?" Boromir asked, through a sneer.
Damn the woman was fast. Gawain sprinted after Ami, followed by the rest of the Fellowship that just strated to realize the weird couple had been right all along. Orcs were running left and right, but most of them did not care much for Gawain. Or the others, for that matter. Obviously, they had an order for hobbits.
"Legolas! Aragorn!" Gawain yelled as they burst into the clearing between trees where Ami stood dangerously close to Boromir, and Frodo was skittering away back towards the river "Stop Boromir!"
"Stop. Being. An. Idiot." Amelia stated each word with a heavy weight to it. Boromir quirked a brow. "Orcs," was her best response.
Yes, she could have told him that he was being manipulated by the ring. Yes, she could have explained to him how this all would go down. But for now, monosyllabic words seemed a whole lot easier to convey while she was hugging his side. He shifted uncomfortably, letting his eyes rise away from her, to the orcish hordes coming their way. He saw the fellowship fighting together. He saw the orcs trying desperately to kill them. And he was not amused. Shoving Amelia aside, he drew his shield and blade.
"We'll deal with the matter of the ring later," he muttered. Without another word, he rushed into the fray.
Amelia spared Frodo an apologetic smile, the slid her bow into her hands and notched an arrow for use. She turned towards the battle and let it fly.
It all descended into chaos. Arrows were flying, orcs were roaring, blades were slashing, hobbits were scampering, and Boromir finally peeled off Ami to rush into the crowd of orcs. Oh well, at least he was not after the hobbit. Good. Wherever Frodo went was no concern of Mirror's, one way o another this story was ending soon.
"Ami!"
She was firing arrows into the battle as if she had been doing it all her life. Gawain reached for his own quiver that was running dangerously low on ammunition, and resorted to making every single shot count. Twice.
In fantasy movies, you can do a lot of things. You can swing swords, and sometimes fly. Launch arrows with pinpoint accuracy, and even... die.
Amelia felt the sword go through her from behind about a second after the fact. It was hard to describe exactly what went through her head at that moment. A lot flashed. Sparked. Sang. Boromir would have kept going, kept hacking and slashing. She wasn't Boromir. She sort of slid to the wayside as the orc drew free his blade. He flicked it through the air once, casting off a red sheen. Then, he turned back towards the battle as if nothing had even happened. What was he looking for again? A hobbit...? Hadn't there been one there a moment before? Now where had he gone...?
Gawain could hear himself gasping, bow and arrows lost from his grip, and he watched Ami fall. It was all slow motion, as movies should be, important scenes always are, but why did it feel like slow motion from the inside?...
And then time stopped altogether. Mirror was sitting on the ground, not caring anymore about hobbits or fellowships or the freaking Ring.
It's just a movie. It's just a movie. It's not real. It's just a movie.
There were only ten minutes or so left, but it felt like forever. It felt like no time at all.
Oh. That was right. That whole dying in the movie thing had actually happened. That hadn't just been a sucky dream. Which meant she really should have been returning that hug, instead of acting like a stiff corpse when he held her. She got right on that.
She felt she summed it up quite elegantly when she stated "That %$#%ing sucked."
>>"Good to know... that death in your movies isn't permanent. Next time, we should test it on a hamster..."
"Yeah. Good to know." Gawain muttered. He just wished he had found out on his own. Pulling back, he held Ami by the shoulders and looked her straight in the eye.
"I don't intend to." She said. And then, because Amelia felt it necessary to add, and because someone, somewhere might have intended some foreshadowing, she stated. "You too."