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.
Kalos basically inhaled her pizza slice, faster than any human being Maya had ever seen. The mirrorwalker was no stranger to fast food cravings, or late night munchies, but damn, watching a kid discover the miracle of pizza for the first time was worth every penny. Before Maya could consider eating her own slice, Kalos had already gobbled hers up with such speed that it made Maya wonder if she had some kind of a special extra-fast coral-based digestive system. Or something.
"Well... I guess you do like it" Maya grinned, pushing her plate with the other slice across the table. "Pizza's not... well, it is what we call fast food. It doesn't mean you have to eat it fast, it just means you can buy it fast and grab it and you don't have to wait for... it to be cooked, or anything. Not very fancy, but very good when you are hungry."
She did not exactly plan on beginning the cultural education of an Atlantean kid by the definition of fast food... but at least it was a practical place to start?
Wow, junk food was hard to explain to a kid from Atlantis who lacked basic vocabulary for edible things. Maya sincerely hoped Kalos was not going to ask what marinara sauce was made of. Because she sure had no idea...
"It's a fruit. Kind of sweet and sour." and something that does not belong on pizza according to most people. Then again, Kalos was from Atlantis. She had a clean slate, she could decide for herself.
>>"This one is looking old. This one is having lots of things. Maybe it might make a good choice?"
"You can try. If you don't like it, I'll eat it." Maya smirked, before she ordered two slices of the supreme pizza. They received them on small paper plates, which Maya carried to a nearby table on a tray. She was curious to see how Kalos would like them. You did not get to see someone try pizza for the first time in their life every day...
Everything had gone fully upside down. Gawain's dagger had stuck, sinking deep into the side of the female figure in front of him. Victory! The witch had been vanquished! The day had been saved! One for all and all for one! The world was...
... the world was exactly as f**** as it had been ten seconds earlier.
Damn.
The musketeer struggled to get to his feet, except he was not entirely sure where 'up' was anymore. He was hit with a belated wave of nausea, which was no wonder after the flying and the tripping and the mirrorwalking and the... whatever it was that made him so darn nauseous in the first place. Stumbling, he sank back to one knee, and then fell back, resting his back against a car in relative cover, as the female figure struggled at the edge of his field of vision. She was not gonna last long, and then all the crazy would be over. Lotsa crazy. Halloween crazy.
Why was she glowing?...
"Oh. Sh*t." Gawain threw himself in the general direction of what he hoped was cover. Under a car, or maybe over it, it was hard to tell at this point. The world was about to end with a bang. It was unclear if that was a victory or not. Indeed.
The X-men had been working intensely since the mission a the SUPER facility. Tracking down every clue, every intel, every flimsy chance at finding something useful against the evil giant they were threatening them - and not just them, but also the mutants of the other side now. After their meeting with their doppelgangers, which was beyond lucky (and yielded some very unexpected consequences), Becca and Jesse had been regularly trading intel with the other side's X-team. They could not trust many people, but at least they could trust themselves.
Becca had recently decided to take a break. Decided in this case meant that Jesse pestered her until she agreed to go and take a nap, for the sake of the human being she was growing in her own body. Jesse was proud of the accomplishment, and promised to man (or, in this case, woman) the office while her wife slept.
When Other Becca showed up, Jesse thought for a moment that her wife was breaking her promise; but a split second later it became clear that the redhead with the takeout was not the person she'd expected. Other Becca obviously did not notice the woman in the mirror, being too preoccupied with the food as she settled at her doppelganger's desk.
>>”Och, Ah need ye in mah tummy ten minutes ago,”
"Careful" Jesse grinned, leaning her shoulder against the frame of a mirror facing the desk "You talk to that spring roll like that, it might form an emotional attachment and get clingy..."
The finger had been replaced, and all was good in the world. Now that clothes had been acquired, bullies averted, and finger regained, it was time for Maya to figure out the next step in parenting the strange little coral child: Making sure she was fed. Feeding children, even in Maya's limited experience in parenthood, was an essential part of keeping them alive.
>>"The za is fine. All surface food is good food. Which one is za?"
On the other hand, introducing them to pizza was a privilege.
"C'mon" Maya smirked, leading the kid by hand to the nearest pizza place that had a large selection on display. Picking Kalos up to offer her a better look at the various pizzas on the counter, she explained "They come with different things on top. Like vegetables, meats... um, pineapple..."
Maya made a mental note to go and look up how corals worked later. She had a vague idea of the basics from someone's biology class she hardly paid attention in, but now that she was apparently foster-parenting a piece of living reef, she really, really needed to brush up on the technicalities. Even if they did niot fit the mutation perfectly, they were at least a start to go on.
>>"It is alright, my hero sister-brother. I don't have a need for these things. I am well."
She was. She was... um, making a new finger. Okay, good. Great.
>>"I wouldn't mind, if you do not mind, there's food... and it smells very good."
"Oh, yes. Food." Maya paused "It does smell good... but there are quite a lot of places in the food court. Is there anything you like to eat? Other than cake? Like... um, pizza?..."
They seemed to be on the same page, and it was a friendly, comfortable place to be. The office looked like it had been hit by a tornado, but if they kept to their new agreement, no further property damage would be done. Gawain felt... light. Like there was no weight on his shoulders, just something that was as easy as breathing. It was a strange feeling, but he stopped thinking about it when Becca hugged him from behind.
>>”Weel, if yoo'd stop bein' sae sexy in public, Ah wooldnae hae tae poonce ye in public. Really, thes is yer fault. Shame oan ye.”
"Well, you only have to wait..." Gawain glanced at the clock "... about twenty-three hours, and I'll be Maya again. Oh wait." he snapped his fingers "I'm still darn sexy as Maya, and you're still bi. Damn. Sorry."
Gawain paused in picking up papers and office supplies as he considered the option. So far in his short career he had mostly been a serial monogamist; he always somehow ended up stumbling into long relationships with girlfriends that he felt very deeply for. Casual... whatever this was, was uncharted territory for him, mostly, and he had not expected someone, especially Becca, to bring up something like that. But now that it was on the table (they really had to stop with the table metaphors), he did not really see anything wrong with it.
>>”Ah’m nae lookin’ fur anything. Heck, Ah’m startin’ tae think Ah’m nae cut it fur relationships. But yer fun. Thes, was fun. Ah’d be fine wi’ mair of thes if yer interested?”
"Well... we definitely got the friends part down." Gawain smiled back at her, before he resumed the picking up "And right now I'm kinda in the same place you are... not really looking for anything more serious than that. But damn, if this is gonna be a thing, we gotta find better places for it..."
Maya checked Kalos over. People muttered in the distance, but she could always just yell at them some more if they did not leave them alone. For now, her priority was to check exactly what it entailed that her little sister had lost a finger. Because it sounded pretty bad.
>>"No. It has the same. It's just the outside. It's just the top. See?"
The little coral piece that used to be the top of Kalos' finger was broken beyond repair. It did not seem to hurt, but Maya was at a loss of what to do about the missing piece.
>>"I grow more every day. I just have to break off and rub to smooth or otherwise it scratches."
Maya blinked, trying to comprehend the process. she would break off a piece, and use it to replace the top of her finger?... Her mutation was really one of a kind. Maya patted Kalos gently on the arm.
"Alright then, all's good, yes?... Maybe we should find you gloves. Do you think that would help? With... this kinda thing?"
There was a weather mutant completely out of control. There was some creepy Wednesday Addams turned evil type girl wonder in the middle of some psychic attack on New York City, some twisted human bodies frolicking around, Celeste losing control of her powers, cars flying every which was, and now, like a very disgusting cherry on top, there was a goddamn monster summoned straight out of some geek club's Bestiary.
"SERIOUSLY?!?!" Gawain yelled at no one in particular and all of the above in general. The girl was clearly the center, but he was probably not going to make it to her. Still, he tried.
>>"Go get her, Jesse!"
"I'm not..." there was a tap on he back, and suddenly everything was upside down, launching Gawain forward head over heels, over the advancing monster that was grabbing a hold of the X-girl, and then within view of the girl-witch. "WHOA!"
Don't throw up don't throw up don't throw up it would be very very unheroic if you threw up now
He was above her. She looked. Wind milled around them, throwing lights and shadows. He could not get close enough, and he could not throw the dagger. Too much movement. Too much ow. Too much debr...
A gust of wind, or maybe some invisible hand, threw Gawain off track and to the side. He could see the girl smile, and it wasn't pretty. He fell towards a nearby car, with a window miraculously intact... and then, a moment later, focusing every fiber of his will on not throwing up while trying to save the city, Gawain emerged from a large glass shard, directly behind the girl-witch. He was not entirely sure if he was about to stab the actual bad guy, or stab the girl from the ceiling, or maybe Celeste, or any of the million female figures that danced before his eyes. He was also not entirely sure he was not Jesse. Was he trapped in a mirror? Should he just break it?...
Becca sat up. It was not a bad view, Gawain had to admit. There was something daring about how comfortable she looked in a thoroughly uncomfortable setting, and for a brief moment the mirrorwalker wondered if they had locked the door at all.
>>”Aye, we were nae exactly concerned wi’ keepin’ tidy... Let me get a… well, anything oan, and Ah’ll help.”
Gawain chuckled as Becca hunted for her various articles of clothing. On his part, he found a bottle of water in the office cooler and drank about half of it. Hydration was important. By the time he looked up again, Becca was at least half dressed.
>>”Ye know… ‘at was nice. Loch… ‘Ah wouldnae mind it happening again’ nice,”
Gawain arched an eyebrow. He had not been thinking beyond the present time... and they had already agreed this was not anything serious or permanent. Could something be permanently un-serious?...
"You mean, like... happening again, regularly?... Like, a... uh, friends with benefits thing?" Gawain was not even sure if that was a real thing, or something the Internet had made up. But dating was clearly off the table... so to speak.
The teen making disgusted sounds shut up as Maya snapped at her, and then muttered as she walked away. Kalos was crouching on the ground, and people were reacting with a disturbing mix of disgust, amusement, and pity. At least one lady tried to make sure the coral child was okay.
>>"Be a goddamn adult."
"AAaaall right that's it, show's over people" Maya sighed, scooping Kalos up and away from the gathering crowd "You all act like you've never seen a mutant kid before. Shoo."
The lady, relieved that there was at least a semi-responsible adult taking care of the kid, nodded at Maya and went her way. Maya walked Kalos over to the nearest bench down the hallway, before she set her down to make sure she was okay.
Everything was sliding out of control. Faster that it usually did, even on the messed-up Halloween occasions that kept occurring every year; faster than it would have made sense, and not much was making sense anymore. Gawain was mobbed by figures that might have been people, or demons, or a combination of both, while the sky was covered in colors above, and everything was descending into insanity.
The girl on the ceiling came to help him. She landed, and then somehow launched two cars into the mob, clearing some space. Wind and lightning tore through the parking garage, and with them, something else, that made Gawain's head reel and his stomach turn.
This was not a fight they were going to win.
"It's her" he pointed in the direction of a girl's form, backlit by lightning and the celestial color show "We need to get... to her."
She was not far away... but might as well have been miles. There were still twisted figures between them. Gawain pulled the dagger from his boot, and decided to make a dash. It was now or never.
>>"Oh we're doing fine boss, just dealing with a ship five times our size and two hundred years more advanced. Just, you know try not to get fried and I might be able to scratch this big.....thing."
Gawain did not hear much of what Alice was saying, given that she was in the middle of an imaginary, but very real firefight with other spaceships, and him and Kirk and SUlu were still getting rid of random enemy mobs on the drill surface. This, at least, Gawain was good at. They kicked and punched and tripped all of them off, and while it was likely that reinforcements would show soon, they had a moment to breath.
"We'll rig this thing to explode" Kirk stated "Tell someone up there to get ready to beam us up!"
"Alice?" Gawain called "Please tell me you have Chekov standing by to catch us..."
And really was serious about taking the test to be an X-trainee. He had been working out and doing all kinds of basic training. He was not exactly an overachiever, but definitely dedicated to becoming a member of the team. Given his unique skill set, he was likely to be a good addition too. Mirror saw promise in the guy, even though they did not work much together, and never in a setting this specific before. Maya had to admit, she was proud of her latest design.
>>“Hi, Mirror. So, what’s the scenario this time? Should I be scared?”
"Yes, you should be." Maya grinned, standing up to greet Andy. He looked very excited at the sight of water. "We have been trying to give you a well rounded routine so far, so that you could hold your own even when you cannot rely on your powers in the field. Which is often. But for your upcoming test... I thought it would be a waste not to train you in your element at least once before you take it. Testing a fish by climbing a tree, and all that."
Maya glanced at the murky water. It was deceptively calm. The water was real, and the pool took up most of the width and length of the DR. The rest... was mostly done by hard light and a lot of programming.
