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.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 26, 2014 0:14:05 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
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13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“I didn’t know that was a thing.” She rubbed her slightly bloody fingers off on her jeans. Maybe she should get a band-aid or something? “But now that I think about it, I guess I know some people like that.” Some of them owed their popularity to actually being pretty nice, but a most of them were jerks. Come to think of it – wasn’t Curtis kinda like that? The rich kid whose nose she broke on ‘accident?’ Or at least his parents were rich. Having rich parents was an easier way to make friends than not-being-a-dick, apparently.
“Either way, I bet some of the high school girls think you’re cute.” Granted, probably not in the way most high school guys would want high school girls to think they were cute. But it was something, wasn’t it?
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 20, 2014 17:43:10 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Lucky.
That’s what the visible mutants called her. Kaitlyn was lucky, because she looked normal. Like a human girl. This was lucky for her, they said, because it meant she would be able to fit in with the rest of human society if she wanted to. But she didn’t want to fit in with them. She wanted to fit in with the other mutants. She wanted them to stop acting like she ‘didn’t get it,’ like she was less of a mutant just because she didn’t look like one.
So she was going to do something about it.
Standing in one of the Sanctuary’s many hallways, she knocked on one of the doors. The person on the other side of that door should be able to help her.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 20, 2014 16:44:53 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Kaitlyn looked at him like he’d said something crazy. “Pff. There are normal humans with mismatched eyes. That’s not even a mutant thing.”
Then, Kaitlyn realized that the people they would be dealing with would probably be too stupid to realize that. And it wouldn’t help their case at all that both of them actually are mutants, and Aiden could walk around in the snow comfortably in a t-shirt and shorts.
“…But you still kinda have a point. Maybe I should just pick the lock instead.” Or blast the door down, if all else failed.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 20, 2014 2:33:47 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Kaitlyn raised an eyebrow. “You look like a normal human kid?" Seriously, he should try making that case again when he looks like a walking fish. "Who the hell are the cool crowd?”
The first thing that jumped to her mind was the student council. Everyone knew those elections were popularity contests.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 20, 2014 0:06:55 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
She hadn’t even thought about the practical reasons for getting a new name. “Actually, it’s more about distancing yourself from your old life as a human, before your X-gene kicked in. New name, new life.” That’s what one of the guys at the Sanctuary told her. That’s why the idea of getting a new name seemed so good.
Then, more quietly: “So, uh, how do you get good at picking pockets?” Kait-
Firecracker. She had to stop thinking of herself as ‘Kaitlyn.’
As we were saying, Firecracker was never any good at picking pockets, back when she resorted to petty thievery to survive.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Kaitlyn eyed the taxi driver. He was absorbed in a conversation on his headset, in a language she didn’t understand. She leaned in closer to Aiden and whispered. “I say we pretend we’re humans who met Persi after he ran away. We could knock on the door and say we want to wish him a Merry Christmas.”
And she would try very hard not to gag when she said ‘Merry Christmas.’ She had to try not to gag when she whispered it to Aiden just a second ago. Kaitlyn hated Christmas; it brought up a lot of bad memories. She was thankful Aiden was giving her something to focus on other than her bad memories.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 14, 2014 1:48:11 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
The classiest boy on campus had decided to grace them with his presence. Kaitlyn could smell the booze all the way across the room. She gave him the evil eye, then turned back to Victoria.
Victoria was crying! Dear, sweet, delicate Victoria! “I was already up.” She tried not to look angry in front of Victoria, with mixed success. “Was gonna give you this, but I didn’t wanna interrupt you.”
The redhead set the present on Victoria’s lap, then sat down next to her and gave her a hug. During the hug, Kaitlyn flashed a very rude gesture at Cole, while her hand was behind Victoria’s back where she wouldn’t see it. But Cole would definitely see it.
"Your singing's awesome. Forget the haters."
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 9, 2014 3:24:37 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Kaitlyn shrugged. “I have friends who could pick us up.” It might have been a bad idea to bring that up. Her ‘friends who had cars’ were all involved in organized crime. On the bright side, they probably wouldn’t need to pay the driver, and the driver could be trusted not to tell the police anything. Not that she was expecting anything that bad to happen, but she didn’t know what to expect. It couldn’t hurt.
“Or we could call a taxi or something. When do we leave?”
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 5, 2014 2:14:04 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“He did have it coming,” she agreed. “And you can’t just wait for the school to do anything about it, either. Either they don’t take your word for it, or they don’t do enough to punish it. Kinda like how human courts deal with humans who hurt us.”
Kaitlyn made that last remark as though any other mutant would be able to relate to it.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 5, 2014 1:51:18 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Morning was almost here. It wasn’t too surprising that someone would be waking up. At least one of the X-Men liked to get up early every morning to work out… and Kaitlyn really didn’t want an X-Man overhearing her scheming with a known Order member. It could also be bad if any of the students with super-hearing were awake now.
“Uh…” She held up a finger, signaling for Shade to wait. After shuffling through her mess of a room in the dark, she retrieved a pencil and a spiral notebook from her backpack, flipped to a new page, then wrote:
Make the map on the other page. Label the rooms. Bring it to me. Leave this note here.
She left that page, a blank page, and the pencil on the floor. They were all in the light, where she could see Shade take them.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 4, 2014 22:58:53 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“I heard about Persi, by the way.” She turned the light on in the office and shut the door behind her. “I mean, the suicide thing. But I thought he did it ‘cause of the bullying, and I didn’t know about his parents.” Nobody she’d talked to knew the whole story, and she didn’t spend a ton of time investigating.
“I’m Kaitlyn, by the way. Now that I totally broke the rules for you.” Not that she wouldn’t have broken that rule by herself anyway.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 4, 2014 22:22:21 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
She lost focus; the clicking stopped. “Knives and – what?” What kind of idiot tried to use knives and fire to open a door? Was Persi the kid who tried to – oh right he used those to try to kill himself. Sigh. Why did this boy have to keep talking? She tried to ignore him. The clinking of tumbler and pick resumed.
About ten seconds later, he opened his stupid mouth again. She turned and gave him a death glare. “Let me tell you what I’m trying to do: I’m trying to open this door, so we can get an address and save Persi’s life. You might not have learned this in the master class you took on lockpicking in Elder… Skyrim Scrolls or whatever, but lockpicking is friggin’ hard. it takes more than ten seconds to do. If you don’t shut up and let me finish I will ram your face through this door and we can work from there. Okay?”
He followed her advice.
Two minutes later, the door was open. She packed her lock-picking tools back into their respective pockets and rolled them all up.
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 4, 2014 16:44:33 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“Well…” Kaitlyn spoke very slowly and clearly, as though he needed that to help him understand what she was saying. “The X-Men do important stuff down there. That’s where they plan things, it’s where they keep prisoners, and it’s where they go to get to their VTOL jet if they need to fly somewhere.” It was a stupid question, and hopefully her mock patience got that point across.
“If you wanna spy on them, you could go bug the basement. Also you could draw a map of it for the rest of us to know what it looks like.” Kaitlyn had some small, discreet listening devices stowed away in her suitcase. At one point, she thought that it would be a great idea to bug the X-Men’s bedrooms, so she could hear them talking about important stuff. This was actually a really, really bad idea that didn't work the way she thought it would, and she never wanted to talk about it with anyone else, ever. But listening to the basement should be safe!
...You've heard stories about me? Don't listen to them! It's safe to sit next to me, really!
