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.
>>"Pretty good introduction to the city, I'd say. My first few days here, I charmed my way into a Penthouse Suite with a woman worth more than I'll ever have."
Now that sounded cool. Maya smirked and remembered the good old days when she was still a street rat and not a respectable member of the X-society. Apparently being a not-good-guy had its perks too. Not that she would want any other woman than her girlfriend. Plus, last time she was sneaking into high class places, she was sixteen.
>> "Hey kid, what's your mutation? He asked in a hushed voice. "This kinda dump won't look twice at a fake ID, but the palace ain't light on the precautions."
Maya grinned and sipped her drink.
"Told ya I'm a gender shifter" she teased "My mom's a human shifter. Incidentally, I also can walk through mirrors. That probably came from the father creature, whoever he was." she had her suspicions, but Mom would never tell "It's a kind of teleporting ability. Oh, and lately, I can also walk into movies."
>> "Told ya I'm a gender shifter. My mom's a human shifter. Incidentally, I also can walk through mirrors. That probably came from the father creature, whoever he was. It's a kind of teleporting ability. Oh, and lately, I can also walk into movies."
Yeah, it had been a while since Nate had a drinker partner as unique as Maya, who had her own off-colored past. Apparently that was what made it so easy to share stories of his past with her; one former delinquent to another. "Man, I never used to like partners, but I think I coulda made an exception for a mirror-teleporting catburglar."
He raised his cocktail glass at the partnership that could have been. "I mean, I'm glad we're both on the up-and-up here, but between your mirror-moves and my sneaking shadow, we coulda pulled the biggest jobs, easy." Really, it was not very hard to see why some people sought for mutant registration.
The bartender walked over to the pair, brushing bangs out of her face. "It's last call, Nate. Want one for the road?"
The fact that she knew his name caught him off guard. She had his debit card, so she might have picked it up from that. "Nah, I think it's in my best interest to wrap it up for the night."
"I'll get your card and close out your tab," she added with a giggle.
As she walked away, a hazy memory came swirling out of cloud that was the night before. "Right. I was here last night. That's why she knows who I am." He really had to quit the blackout drinking.
>>"Man, I never used to like partners, but I think I coulda made an exception for a mirror-teleporting catburglar... I mean, I'm glad we're both on the up-and-up here, but between your mirror-moves and my sneaking shadow, we coulda pulled the biggest jobs, easy."
Maya chuckled at that.
"Who says I didn't pull the buggest jobs on my own?" she grinned at Nate. Of course she was not going to tell him about the diamond, but he could guess on his own how useful her abilites could be. The bartender came back, cheerfully ignoring Maya (she'd have to come back on a Gawain day just to mess with her), and announced last call. Nate looked a bit disoriented.
>>"Right. I was here last night. That's why she knows who I am."
"Why am I not surprised" the mirrorwalker chuckled and finished her drink, paying her part in cash. "C'mon Nate let's get ya home. I promise things will look better in the morning."
>> "Who says I didn't pull the biggest jobs on my own?"
Nate shook his head, finishing the last of his drink. "Psh, because the jobs we could have pulled could have left Apple reeling." There were plenty of fantasy jobs conmen spent their time dreaming of, where the job would be impossible but the payoff would be legendary. For some reason, for Nate's idea of the ultimate job involved stealing from Apple.
>> "Why am I not surprised?"
Nate muttered under his breath, "Because I'm a problem-drinking alcoholic." He was drunk and amazingly self-aware.
>> "C'mon Nate let's get ya home. I promise things will look better in the morning."
Nate agreed to let Maya walk with him, if for nothing else than keeping company until he returned to a depressingly empty apartment. Seeing the girl put cash down, he scooped it up and handed it back to her. "Don't be crazy; your stuff is on my tab."
The bartender returned with Nate's card and a receipt and waved the two off before preparing the bar for closing time. Nate slipped the card back in his wallet and the wallet back in his pocket. "Shall we?" he asked, gesturing toward the door.
>>"Psh, because the jobs we could have pulled could have left Apple reeling."
Maya smirked. Apple. She almost would have been interested in that job. Just for the challenge, and for messing with the hipster crowd. Yo-ho.
Instead, the self-described "problem-drinking alcoholic" paid for ther drinks.
>>"Don't be crazy; your stuff is on my tab. Shall we?"
"Sure" she smiled, sliding off the barstool. If someone, like the pretty bartender, saw them leaving together, they would have thought they were going to have a good time together tonight. Let them think, Maya reflected, with a smirk on her lips. She'd take the guy home all right, and put him to bed. He was a teacher, after all.
