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 4, 2014 16:00:27 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“Hmm.” Kaitlyn nodded, staring at part of the wall, deep in thought. “You’ll prolly need help,” she concluded after a few seconds. “I’ll be going with you.” Saving mutants' lives was more important than skulking around, practicing her lockpicking.
Using the lockpicking tools already in her hands, she started working on the door. “I mean, if I can pull this off. It’s different working with an actual door.” Until recently, she had only been playing with the pair of low-quality padlocks she got for her own lock-picking practice. She was new to picking locks the old-fashioned way.
Chink. Click… chink chink. Chink. Click.
This could take a while.
...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 1:54:55 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Kaitlyn considered Tses’s request in silence. If that was even her name.
Eventually, she shrugged. “Eh. I guess it couldn’t hurt. I’m Katie. K-A-T-I-E.” It was close enough to her real name that she’d answer to it, but still not her real name. "It’s short for Katherine. But it's really not that weird for mutants to make up new names like 'Firecracker' for themselves." As she had tried to explain to her friends. But at least Mars would understand, or Syn, or any of her unofficial uncles. They all went by names like that.
Shade did, too, of course, but he was a jerk.
...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 1:29:32 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Kaitlyn scrunched her eyes shut and took a deep breath. At this point, she was mad enough to start screaming and throwing things. How could a boy, living at Xavier’s and supposedly protected by the X-Men, end up back in the clutches of a family like that?
When she opened her eyes again, she looked directly into the older boy’s. “Alright,” she said. “Let’s say, hypothetically, we get in there and get the address. What comes next? How do you save him?”
...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 2, 2014 2:49:55 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
She shrugged. “I just told her what happened. You know: I helped you get the file, we got caught, you threw a knife at me. Anyway, uh,” She was eager to change the subject. “Does this mean you can get to the basement level?” She also seemed pretty excited about this possibility.
Kaitlyn gave Shade about three months before someone got sick of him and knocked him off. Honestly she didn’t have a problem with that. Shade wasn’t trustworthy anymore. As far as Orderlings went, she didn’t even really like him that much. At least while he was still alive, he could make himself useful and bug the place or something.
And if the Order killed him before the X-Men did, they could keep one of his fingers and an eyeball to help her fool the biometric scanners. Assuming he didn’t just teleport down there. That was another useful thing to find out before they killed him.
...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 1, 2014 3:21:47 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
That… that made Shade a double agent, didn’t it? Kaitlyn had read about double agents. You can’t ever really trust a double agent with anything, because they have to keep giving useful information to each side so nobody decides to get rid of him.
But if the X-Men trusted him, did that mean he could go places in the basement? Oh, the things she would do if she could go there herself! She had a long list. And since Shade could get down there…
Now, Shade wanted information. Kaitlyn hesitated. “Uh… well…” Did she really want him to know that she told Lenna all about it? That she knew he wanted to kill Lenna and they were basically sworn enemies?
It would be really freakin’ stupid, she decided, to tell him anything other than what he just asked to hear. “I told Lenna." She tried not to sound nervous when telling him this, with mixed results.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Jan 1, 2014 2:55:12 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
She sat down, scanned the menu. “I still don’t know your name. It would help, since we’re supposed to be cousins.” That was the story they would be going with for the next half hour or so. Like anyone would ask.
...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 Dec 31, 2013 15:26:54 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Her eyebrow rose higher.
“…I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about, but I was gonna pick this lock anyway.”
She took a knee in front of the door and unrolled the black cloth. Small metal tools with strangely-bent metal tips were contained within, in little individual pockets. She took one out and poked it around in the keyhole. “You managed not to jam it up, at least.” That one went back into its pocket, and she palmed two others.
“So,” she looked up at him, making no indication that she was about to actually pick that lock. “What are you trying to do?” Something about saving someone from killing themselves? Sounded serious.
Posted by Kaitlyn Faust on Dec 31, 2013 14:29:44 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“Well, I mean, if you just sorta find the body…”
Something like that is a lot easier when you’re in the Order, and you know a guy, who knows a guy… but really, just what the hell is that guy doing? Stealing the body from a morgue? Or…? “Okay yeah that’s still pretty creepy.” If she ever needed to call on a favor like that, she’d try not to think too hard about it. “As long as it works, though…”
They came through the door. The hostess approached them almost immediately. “Welcome! Will it just be the two of you?”
...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 Dec 31, 2013 1:57:37 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Kaitlyn chuckled. “Magic isn’t a thing.”
Then she realized something painfully obvious: “That entire story was fake, wasn’t it?” She buried her face in her palms for a moment, rubbed her eyes. “Wow, I’m so dumb.”
...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 Dec 31, 2013 1:30:42 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
That sounded more like the truth. Of course the X’s would have respectable holding cells for people like Shade. At least, she had imagined they might, in the basement behind the fingerprint scanners and all that stuff she couldn’t get past.
But bullying him into betraying the Order? Using Sam Johnson? “…What’s that supposed to mean?” She eyed him suspiciously. Kaitlyn knew that Shade wanted Lenna dead, and it wasn’t such a stretch to imagine the X’s wanting the same thing. They wouldn’t need to bully him too much.
...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 Dec 30, 2013 2:07:14 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Kaitlyn tilted her head, deep in thought.
Then, she came to a conclusion: “You’d need to have another dead girl in the house with her teeth busted out, for the cops to look at her and think it was you, to think you were dead. Else they’d just count you missing.” Shrug. “Prolly doesn’t matter, though.” Dead, missing; if they weren’t looking for you, it was all the same.
“…Is it creepy if I think about stuff like that a lot?”
...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 Dec 29, 2013 4:31:05 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Once Kaitlyn saw Shade was looking away, she started putting her shirt back on.
That story smelled fishy. Kaitlyn knew the kinds of facilities a mutant like Shade would go to, if the X’s actually handed him over to the police. The only way he would have gotten out of that was if the Order pulled in a favor with the people who ran the prison (prison guards were surprisingly crooked). After Kaitlyn’s discussion with Lenna, she didn’t think the Order would go out of their way to help Shade.
She could believe the part about the knife throw, though.
“…Apology accepted, I guess. But… how the hell did you break out? I mean, which prison did you go to?” It would have to have been a really crappy one.
...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 Dec 29, 2013 4:00:16 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
“Chinese works.” Kaitlyn didn’t have anywhere to be – she was just walking home from staying at a friend’s place. Which home, she hadn’t decided on yet. She could just wait in the Chinese place while all of this blew over.
They were silent, for a while. Then: “So, how’d that happen to you? Technically dying.”
...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 Dec 28, 2013 16:27:36 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Shrug. “I could eat. Maybe a pretzel or something” Adults tended to assume kids her age don’t run around with a lot of money. Kaitlyn didn’t plan on informing her otherwise; maybe she’d score a bit of free food.
“And technically I died a few years ago.” Or, at least, the cops who might have looked into it probably assumed she was dead by now. She wasn’t on the FBI’s missing kids list anymore. Dead kids couldn't get rap sheets.
...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 Dec 28, 2013 1:51:56 GMT -6
Alpha Mutant
866
13
Jul 17, 2017 23:56:20 GMT -6
Chuckle. “Well, let’s see… breaking and entering, trespassing, destruction of property racketeering, theft, illegal surveillance, and assault. ‘Course, if anyone asks, I made all that up ‘cause I’m a dumb kid.” Kaitlyn smirked. Being raised by the Order gave her quite the résumé.
“And my name isn’t ‘kid,’ it’s ‘Firecracker.’ I’ll try not to be a bad influence on you, kid.”
