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.
Megan chuckled, unaware of all the little spider eyes in her hair lighting up like gleaming pearls under the black lights. The faint white skulls on her dress shone brighter as well, grinning skulls suddenly vibrant on the black fabric. "Will you walk into my parlor, said a spider to a fly; 'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy... The way into my parlor is up a winding stair, and I have many pretty things to show when you are there." She was well versed with that poem, even before she had discovered that her power had to do with arachnids. She kept her voice light and tone humorous, trying to adopt a character to play the spider. Halfway into the dark room she threw out an arm and bowed deeply to Agnes. Then, as she stood, her voice changed to one a bit more feminine and she turned slightly as if talking to the spider character she had created.
"Oh no, no, said the little fly, to ask me is in vain, for who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again!" She shook her head and waggled a finger at the open air, letting go of Aggie's hand with one in order to spin and try and catch it with the other. The deeper voice was back as she twirled an imaginary mustache devilishly.
"I'm sure you must be weary, with soaring up so high! Will you rest upon my little bed? ...said the spider to the fly. There are pretty curtains drawn around, the sheets are fine and thin; And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in~" Coyly, she batted her eyelashes at Agnes, lightest blue eyes almost neon in the ultraviolet light.
"Oh no, no! Said the little fly, for I've often heard it said, They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"
For the last little bit she intended on speaking of the poem, she sidled right up along Agnes, shoulder to shoulder, "Said the cunning spider to the fly, Dear friend! What shall I do to prove the warm affection I've always felt for you? I have, within my pantry, good store of all that's nice; I'm sure you're very welcome— will you please to take a slice?"
With a laugh, she dropped the characters and voices with a flourish and a blush. There hadn't been anything really scary in the star room, other than the creepy feeling of spiderwebs on skin. They were only a few steps from the final room, and then the exit.
"Sorry... I couldn't help myself. I did a dramatic reading of that poem in Drama, so it's one of my favorites." She chuckled nervously as they stepped through the final curtain into the last small room.
He was acting funny. The handshake led to an awkward expression and the distinct lack of blood in his face like he had seen something awful. She turned a little to peek behind her. A few very normal looking students scuttled past on the way to class. Nothing terrifying in sight. Then she lifted a hand to check her hair and see if any spiders had fallen out. Nope! Safe and tucked away.
He started to explain and her gaze dropped to the little pointy cat ear ring on her middle finger, before her eyes went wide and snapped back to his face.
"An older me...?"
The @#$%?
A roach? Blood? And older him? What the ever loving hell was this kid talking about? Megan scoured her memories for a moment with her brow furrowed. She could recall none of those things. Agnes was the only person she had last seen a cockroach around. She listened to him as he rambled on, blushed furiously when he mentioned her kissing him, and maybe scooched back a little bit just to feel a little more comfortable. The only reason she hadn't run away at that point was because he had mentioned an older her, and that had certainly caught her attention.
"...Um... No, I wasn't reffering to.. a Roach doctor? I was talking about Doc Prof. He's the resident doctor here, and teaches health class..." She eyeballed Ty a little longer, as if measuring whether he was going to be a problem or not.
"And.. no, I don't remember anything like that, I... I don't think i've ever killed anyone, or-" She sputtered a bit. She didn't know if she could repeat what he had said about kissing without tripping all over herself. She didn't even know this guy! "How do you know about me being older at some point?"
She decided to skip it entirely. The other bits of information were much more important. "I've been here a few weeks after waking up in the city. I've lost quite a few years apparently, but.."
Christ, she hadn't been planning on diving back into this chaotic mess first thing in the morning. She had a test today!
"How... How exactly can you show me?" She was certainly eyeballing him with suspicion now, thumb playing with that ring on her finger while she frowned and squinted at him.
Screaming and clutching at each other together wasn't her ideal first date encounter, but it had been exciting! The spider mutant struggled with her own blush while she calmed herself, eyeballing all of the other paintings in the room as they moved on with maximum suspicion.
She let out a bark of laughter and turned to her date, making sure her hand was still grasped firmly in her own as they moved along. "Totally unflappable? I heard you screaming with me, you can't hide it!" Her tongue poked out in a tease. She was walking slightly backwards with all of her attention focused on Agnes.
... which is exactly how the ghoul dummy that sprang up from the floor scared the ever loving crap out of her. She shrieked for a second time, a little louder since it has surprised her from behind, and lurched right back into Agnes' arms.
She froze there awkwardly for a moment, blushing and staring into the girls eyes as the ghoul cranked back down to the floor behind her. After a beat she grinned, though the blush didn't do away.
"Guess you're set to be my knight for this ride."
Eventually she disentangled enough they they could walk again, but she tried to keep more of an eye open for things that would pop out at them from then on.
The place wasn't terribly big, so there weren't many rooms. It was meant to be a quick walk through with a few tricks here and there, verses anything lengthy.
The next room past the crap-your-pants introduction room was pitch black and filled with glow in the dark stars illuminated by a black light hidden in the ceiling. After stepping foot in the room the feeling of spider webs ghosted across her face.
"Now this is my kinda room." She chuckled and stepped in further, drawing Agnes in further with her.
"I'll hold you, if you hold me. One thing I can't tase is ghosts." She giggled, trying desperately not to let on how that wink had affected her. Agnes spotted the place and they headed on over. She got giddier the closer they got. She glanced at Aggie as she offered to buy the first tickets, and relented easily.
"I'll buy tickets for the next one!" She was starting to think she'd let this woman lead her anywhere. They hurried on over and once tickets were had, they stepped into the haunted house. Megan cuddled up next to her date, ohgoshitwasadate, and had already devolved into the giggles before they had even stumbled across anything scary.
In fact, the first things laying in wait for them other than spoopy paintings, were various mirrors on the walls. Some were tall, others were short. They warped and changed their bodies as they moved past. Megan had to stop for a second in front of one that made them look ridiculously short. She snuck her phone out to snap a picture of it quickly before they moved on.
The next room was directly after a rotating hallway that was a little disorienting to walk down. Megan devolved into full blown laughter at one point when she started to stumble in her heeled boots. She'd chosen the place and was already thoroughly embarrassing herself!
Still, it was already well worth it getting to watch Aggie react to her shenanigans.
The room after the hallway was pretty dark, with only a few strategically placed mood lights in red and purple. As they walked in Megan was still fixated on Agnes and didn't notice that one of the paintings right by the entrance looked animatronic. "ohmygod, I think I got a selfie in that hallway on accident." She was bringing the picture up on her phone when the ghost in the painting leaped out at them with an electronic banshee shriek.
Megan just about jumped out of her skin, screaming herself in the most girly manner, and bodily threw herself at Agnes.
... The moments directly after realizing what had happened were torture. Her whole upper half blushed deeply while she fought off a heart attack. "JESUS@#$@!"
She detached herself a little from Agnes and stuffed her phone back in her pocket, thoroughly embarrassed.
Ah, someone who needed help with powers. She could empathize with that seeing as she was still feeling hers out herself.
"Well, I can't say you ended up at the wrong place. There are a lot of people here who might be able to help with that."
She glanced at his offered hand for a fraction of a second before accepting it. They fit together nicely and she was overcome with a bewildering sense of Déjà vu. Had... had she met this boy before somewhere? He for sure wasn't the guy she tased in the park so. where? Her expression pinched slightly while she tried to figure that out.
"Thanks, I'm Megan."
Though the contact wasn't long, she was wearing a little black tinted metal ring that she had woken up with on. Unknown to her, that ring had seen much blood shed. Bloody and broken noses, teeth knocked clean from mouths, broken jaws.
Megan let her hand clutch back around her books, trying to shake the feeling she had met the boy before as she slapped a smile on.
"I can show you to Doc's office if you like? He might be able to help, possibly... if not, maybe one of the teachers." She pondered on it.
Megan smiled, reaching out to shake his hand firmly. "It'll be great working with you, Mr. Moreno." She'd send along her paperwork and such, though minimal, at a different point. Instead she was going to focus on wrapping up this meeting as pleasantly as possible, with hopefully no further interruptions from a giant spider in another room...
"Well that at least sounds like me. Especially the pain in the ass part. Not the first time i've been called that." Oh good. She's at least been intelligent, or at least smart enough to look intelligent. That settled her nerves a bit.
"Oh wow, really? That's pretty cool I guess. I never, uh, paid much attention to all the fuss about the X's before." She blushed slightly, embarrassed with her lack of knowledge. The idea that other X-men knew of her from before was... strange. Meeting people who you didn't know, who seemed to know you was waaay to weird. She shifted awkwardly on the bed.
"Yeah, i'd like that. I've been using the credit cards I found on me to pay for things, so it'd be nice not, like, stealing from myself anymore?" @#$%, this was weird. She hopped up off the bed and brushed her dress-skirt smooth again.
Did she had any questions? A million of them still. She didn't want to pester him too much seeing as he had been pretty patient with her so far, even with her escape attempt.
"People can help me with figuring out my powers here, right? Since I woke up I've run into a lot of issues with... them. I think." Unless the stomach thing was from her being genuinely sick. That would suck, though.
Her wager was accepted. Perfect! Her grin widened in a cheesy way and she giggled. She could already imagine the both of them in period dresses or cowboy clothes with old fashioned pistols. It was great and she felt like a huge dork for being pleased with it.
Agnes was quick to come up with her own demand, which was neither evil nor torturous. Megan could imagine them leaving the carnival with a giant stuffed unicorn or something clutched in Aggie's arms. Also great, and super adorable. The image of the girl laughing with rosy cheeks while clutching her prize was already seared in her brain and it hadn't even happened yet!
"Deal!" She shook on it, and then... casually didn't let go of Agnes' hand. Instead she unlooped her elbow from the other girls and set about trying to walk hand in hand, like a proper date instead of close friends.
Aggie's hand was warm, and realizing that brought back the blush across the bridge of her nose. "what to first? Games or rides?"
She already had a list of wants forming. Bumper cars, Ferris wheel ride, roller coaster if they had one. Ooh, maybe they would have a haunted house?!
"I call dibs on the haunted house, if they have one!" She'd admit it only to herself, but the thought of walking through a silly spooky box in a park with Agnes by her side was much more entertaining than it should have been.
She thought about it for a second as they walked, eyes drawn forward to where the carnival was coming into view. What would she ask for if she won? Well, a kiss seemed just a little too forward so she wasn't going to jump on that. She'd like something to remember the moment by though, so...
"If I win the wager, i'd like for us to take one of those silly carnival pictures. With the costumes and props... to remember the date by. Does that sound alright?" Was that a lame option?! It's not like she could demand matching tattoos or something. She eyed the girl for a moment to see how her request would go over before moving on.
"If you win, what do you want from me?" She managed a mischievous smile, even with all the butterfly's and inner turmoil stewing about.
She would do pretty much anything. Megan had relatively few limitations on herself at this age... she wasn't sure about her older self. If Agnes demanded they go on a scary ride, she would. Face painting? Totally! She couldn't envision a single thing the girl could ask for that she couldn't agree too.
That confidence made her feel a little more sure of herself as they drew closer to the festivities.
She had an armful of books and was on her break between classes. She'd stopped off in the kitchen to grab a smack, since the good doctor had helped her figure out what her internal problems were from. Turns out she needed to eat meat. A lot of it, and exclusively raw. As... wonderful as that news had been, she was rather happy with a full stomach and no pain. Even if it was a little slimy and bloody.
"You think i'll do good on that test?" She seemingly asked no one in particular. A small spider on her shoulder answered her, though she was the only one who could hear it. "Huh, yeah... I guess I shouldn't worry."
She has settled in surprisingly quickly and had quite a few of the staff members and teachers to thank for it. It was actually nice... All of her problems seemed to have settled for the moment, and she didn't even care a whole lot that she hadn't fully worked out who her older self had been.
She paused after she had stepped foot into the entry way on her way past, spying a new face standing in the doorway. "Oh, hello." Sure, she hadn't seen everyone yet at the school, but she could recognize quite a few of the faces from her classes of other kids in her age group. This one she had never seen before.
She paused there, books clutched to the front of her black baby doll dress. There was a delicate black lace edging the bottom of the skirt. She had chosen the same sweater she had met Aggie in, since it brought up pleasant memories for her. Black stockings covered her pale legs and her feet were tucked away in little black booties with skull buckles. For once her hair was down down, with simple clips holding some of it back from her face.
"Are you new?" She knew that it was often advised to help new arrivals to the office, or to proper teachers who could get things started.
Despite herself, Megan's eyes widened a fraction and her blush bloomed again. Whatever she had been expecting Agnes to say, it had't been that! The fact that she truly didn't care what they did so long as Megan was there to enjoy it with her. Oh jeez, the butterflies were back. Maybe Agnes had left some out.
Her expression relaxed into a soft, adoring smile. "Thanks, that means a lot to me. I was so worried i'd ruin our date." She giggled a little and hopped right on board with the carnival idea.
"I haven't been to a carnival in quite a while! I would love my first carnival in this city to be spent by your side." Her attraction to the girl had started off somewhat superficial, honestly. She was pretty and a glimpse of personality and sunk the lure in nicely. She was good and hooked, now. Seeing how honest and kind Aggie was only solidified things more. She was hardly fighting being reeled in at this point.
"Wanna place a wager against who wins more games than the other?" She let Agnes lead the way, bumping shoulders with her slightly. She wasn't quite sure what she would wager if Aggie liked the idea. She didn't wanna jump into anything too weird, obviously. They had only just met. Instead she was wondering what kinds of things she could buy for Agnes. Cotton candy? It certainly matched her colorful, sweet personality. She supposed she'd have to see once they got there.
Even with it being the middle of winter, that admission had Megan heating up like she'd stepped into a sauna. She hadn't even been this flirty in her last relationship, because, well... Trevor had just kinda done everything himself. She had't really needed to lift a finger for anything.
She much preferred it this way, if Agnes' smiles were the rewards for her efforts.
"I think that is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." She fluttered her eyelashes demurely, hiding her lips behind her fingers in an effort to escape her own awkwardness. It helped a little when Agnes took up her offer at linking arms, and she was able to settle into focusing on matching her strides with the other girl.
"The Honeycomb? Sounds like it's right up my al-" The hip bump threw her off and she let out a bark of a laugh that was totally attractive. "-Alley!" She bumped Agnes right back with a wink and settled her other hand on her forearm as they walked.
She was excited for this for many reasons, and all of them involved Agnes to a degree. She was the first girl other than half of Mirror that she truly got along with on a comfortable level, and it was probably due to the traits they shared in their powers. She was also drop dead gorgeous and seemed to think Megan herself was pretty cute, and toss in the fact that they were now on a date together out of the blue- which she was still surprised had worked- she was floating up in the clouds from all the butterflies in her stomach.
She was also pretty interested in trying out that frapp that Agnes had mentioned and-- Oh.
Oh no, she couldn't eat things! @#$%!
A bead of sweat formed and escaped down the back of her neck as the spider mutant realized the position she had put herself in. She had been having stomach problems for days from trying and failing to eat normal foods, and here she was heading off with the most beautiful girl on her arm to eat and drink things.
She was a goddamn idiot. What was she going to do? would it be weird if she didn't drink anything? It would feel so weird!
She didn't know the girl very well obviously, but based on first impressions alone she really, really didn't want to screw this up. She decided to take the high road, even if it was a little awkward.
"Oh, Aggie... I just remembered something." She blushed awkwardly, "I don't want you to think i'm weird or anything when we get there and i'm hesitant about having anything... I, um, I've been having problems eating things for a while now. Water is generally fine, but almost everything else is problematic. I think it may be related to my mutation somehow." She hoped her expression was enough of an indication that she had the best intentions about bringing this up, and that she wasn't just a weirdo who liked to talk about her stomach issues.
"I still really want to go out with you! But I may just stick to water to be safe." It ended with an awkward chuckle.
Her stomach chose that exact moment to gurgle loudly. Apparently it had heard Lenna mention food. She blushed in embarrassment. "-could do with a bite to eat myself."
It felt like it had been been forever since she had last eaten. Or maybe the adrenaline was wearing off? She did't know.
Standing, she started scouring the room for useful items on her way toward the door. She found a bobby pin in the bathroom, and that would need to do.
"Can I see the back of your skirt for a moment? I've got a trick that should help it stay up on it's own." She'd wait and see what Lenna wanted. If she wanted the help Megan would use the bobby pin to secure a few folds in the back of the skirt, so that the waist wasn't so big. It would hold for a bit, hopefully long enough for them to change.
After grabbing her key-card and making sure Lenna had the other, she headed outside. She was busy looking up close by restaurants as they headed down the hall and back out to the street.
"I...I can't wrap my head about this thing. These didn't exist at all from what I remember. Like, on a computer you could look stuff up online, but on a teeny little device like this?"
She whistled slightly. "There's a fast food place over that way. Sound good to you?"
She said yes! Woohoo! Her grin widened a tiny bit and she stumbled slightly before catching herself. The idea that Agnes liked her even marginally enough to go on a coffee date with her was spectacular. Now she just needed to not @#%@ it up, right?
... Ah, @#$% did she even have any places in mind for a date?
he was practically brand new to the city. She wracked her brain for a moment for the few places she did know. She sure as heck wasn't about to invite Agnes to the mansion on the first date. Maybe the second, if there was a second. She put a pin in that idea for later though and pulled her phone from her other pocket to check the time.
"Well, um, if you aren't in a hurry right now there's a little coffee place not to far from here." She was still blushing slightly from being called a cutie. She found herself absently wondering if she had been this lame at romance as an adult, and if she would grow out of the terribly awkward stage anytime soon. "I would love to share a coffee with you and get to know you better."
She couldn't turn off the shy filter! The words sounded freakin great in her head, but once they reached her mouth they flew out with all the charm of a nervous middleschooler. She cursed inwardly, but forced herself to take a few steps closer to Agnes so she could offer her an elbow. At the very least she could be a proper date and lead the beautiful lady along the way. The fact that they were exactly they same height and similar in body shape only helped to make her feel comfortable offering her arm like she did.
"I'm kinda new to the city... so I don't have a grasp on where all the good places to go are yet. If you know any better places to go, i'm all ears."
They were both blushing at each other at one point, and for a moment there she felt a little like she was floating. Agnes was really very pretty when she blushed.
This was all new territory for Megan though, so she struggled internally with how to take that exactly. It didn't help that they were still holding hands, and that Aggie thought she was sweet.
Sweet to the right people, yes. Flannel could go @#$% right off.
Her skin burned in a weirdly pleasant way when Agnes' fingers traced her scars. She thankfully managed not to jump right out of her skin, but found it a little harder to breath normally in that moment. She looked down at where the girls fingertips were, blush deepening a tad, and looked up again when she started to speak again.
"T-thank you." %$#@ no stuttering! She tried to cover her nerves with a laugh. "No worries, I only tase stupid men who don't know how to leave pretty ladies alone."
Glancing away once she had her hands to herself again, she rubbed at the back of her neck awkwardly for a moment. "Hey, so... a little awkward maybe, but would you like to go get coffee with me or something?"
