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.
>>Yeah, you are" she chuckled "Are you cold?... I mean, when I am not around.
Kate smiled as the room felt warmer and warmer around her, "During this time of year I'm freezing most of the time. That's why my mother asked for a single room. That way I could have the room at about 100 degrees so I could sleep at night without needing to be bundled up. It is kind of an inconvenient side effect."
Kate looked at the girl before turning back to the dough... thing. She watched as it seemed to grow before her eyes. She really was almost positive this was gonna take all she had to cook. Dough was dense and took time to cook. Even if she threw fire at it she would have to watch the temp. It wouldn't cook all the way through without scorching the outside. This was going to be tricky to get right.
She was torn out of her thoughts when the thing seemed to turn and Andrew started yelling at someone inside the kitchen. If he could lure it out then she could figure out how to fry it. But for now she had to do a little bit of an experiment.
She lifted her hand and formed a red fire in them, concentrating to keep the temp down. She hit its back with the ball watching as it cooked in seconds. sadly only the small area around the ball cooked, not even phasing the beast. This was not going to be easy.
Kate had never met someone that could cancel out a mutation before. Granted she hadn't met many mutants at all, but she had never even heard of one before.
"You can call me Kate and yes my mutation is fire based. I am what you could call a being of elemental fire. My mutation's kind of complicated. My mother once told me that my father had this amazing way of explaining it but she could never do it as well as he did." Kate smiled at the memory of her mother trying to explaining what she was to her and failing, "Am I really that bundled up?"
Kate watched wide eyed as what she could only assume was the Sam plummeted to the ground with someone else in tow.
Kate had no idea what to think. Was her mother right about the world being a violent and scary place? She found herself praying for this not to be real. She understood it was called the Danger Room, but would she really need skills like this in the world? Had her mother really put her behind protective walls for a real reason? Part of her didn't want to know, while the other half had to.
As she watched Sam fall to the ground in what seemed to be slow motion she closed her eyes, only hearing the bang as they hit the ground, shaking the room around her. She covered her ears and listened to the beat of her heart. She had started doing this when she was a child and her mother had one of her attacks. They happened every so often and she could hear the woman all the way on the other end of their expansive house. She would scream and yell and break things and then finally she would break down and cry. Before Kate was old enough to help her mother she would sit in her room with her eyes closed tight and her hands over her ears, listening to the beat of her own heart. The steady reliable beats. When nothing in this world was certain, including her mother half of the time, her heart beat was. It was strong and true and safe. It was the one place where she could be somewhere else.
After a bit she tried but couldn't open her eyes. No one could have survived such a fall, not without being hurt badly. She couldn't bring herself to open her eyes and see the carnage. She still remembered her father laying there broken and she never wanted to see anything like that again.
She felt the temperature drop and a shiver travel up her spine. All she could do was stand there like the scared little child she had hoped to never be again.
Kate shook her hand, "Katherine Stanly Finch-Hatton. Nice to meet you."
Mama's hand was warm. Soft and warm. Kate was surprised at the sensation. Everyone felt cold to her and now Mama felt warm. Kate knew that most of the people even the teachers were mutants, so maybe Mama had a mutation like Kate's. Maybe she was warm as well.
Kate almost didn't' want to let go and didn't at first. She looked at Mama/s hand with surprise. Standing still for almost a min before she realized what she was doing.
Kate let go of Mama's hand and back away slightly looking at the ground, ashamed of her behavior. "Sorry. I didn't mean to stare. Did I burn you?"
>>We've got a bread dough monster on our hands Kate. Mutation accident I think. In either case it's huge and none too friendly. If we lured the monstrosity outside do you think your flames could take care of it?
Kate analyzed the situation trying to determine the best way to answer his question. By its size alone she may have to do something she didn't want to if plan A didn't work.
"I should be able to. We just need to find a way to get it outside." Kate didn't know the school well enough to navigate it through. If only she could get to the other side she could probably burn it from behind to make it move. Small well directed fireballs should be contained enough to not burn down the school.
As these thoughts raced through her head a girl came rushing up behind her muttering something about a fork. She was not someone that Kate had seen around before but that wasn't saying much. It seemed that you could go a month without running into the same people in this place.
And speaking of people she had met, well animals anyway, Angua came bonding down the hall barking loudly and attacked the beast. Sinking her teeth into the doughy monster.
Kate turned around startled and jumped out off of the bench, not wanting to step on any toes. How long had she this woman been listening? Kate had been so wrapped up in the music she hadn't even noticed her enter. By the looks of her she was to old to be a student, so naturally she must have been a teacher. Probably the music teacher come to get ready for a class or music lesson if they did that kind of thing.
"Oh sorry. Is this your classroom. I didn't mean to just use your piano without asking. It's just that the room was empty and the piano called to me. I haven't played in days and my fingers were getting antsy."
Kate had been at the Institute for two days. Her first day was not really a day it was only a couple hours spent getting her fully enrolled. Most of which was spent hunting down Sam. The second day was spent coaming the shelves in the library for literary diamonds. She had found a few too. The third day started like any other. Kate got up, took a shower, got dressed, ate breakfast and then embarked on her quest. She had decided sometime last night that she was going to find a piano and if the school didn't have one within it's walls she was going to put one there. She had the number to the car service that had brought her here and she figured in such a large city there had to be at least one music store that sold pianos. Even if it wasn't a good piano, she could just bring a better one in later. All she really wanted right now was to play. She hadn't played in almost 5 days and her fingers were getting antsy.
After breakfast she exited the kitchen heading in the direction of the classrooms. There had to be some kind of music room. This was a school after all.
She slowly made her way down the hall stopping and looking in each room, taking care not to disturb any classes in session. When she was about to give up and go ask one of the greeters if such a place existed, she found it. A beautiful, shiny, black Steinway & Sons Piano. At this moment there was nothing better. It was as if she was dieing and this piano was the one thing that could keep her alive.
She slowly walked over to it and exposed its hidden keys. Sitting on the bench, she raised her hands and hesitated, terrified of what the thing would sound like. She had no idea how long it had been since it had been played let alone tuned. This could be a disaster for her perfect ears, she had always been overly sensitive to tuning.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as her left hand delicately came down on the keys. Pressing just enough to get the light perfect ring of the first notes. Then came her right, as it began moving smoothly across the keys. Left and right moving in perfect time with one another to create one of her favorite songs. It wasn't anything complicated or littered with runs and grace notes. It didn't move from one end of the keys to the other in the length of a bar. It was slow, simple and beautiful. Everything Kate loved most in the world.
This was what Kate lived for. The ring of the keys. The feeling you got as the music spread throughout your entire body spilling out of your finger onto the keys. This was bliss.
Kate sat there playing with her eyes closed. The entire world around her gone. It was just her and the notes. Just her and perfection.
"Oh Finally!!!! Someone I know!!!" Kate looked at Mama T and would have hugged her if Kate had been that kind of person.
Ah, you must be from the mansion. Nice to meet you, I’m Jorge.
Kate shook his hand still slightly distraught, "KatherineElizabethStandlyFinch-Hatton." She said it all in one breath and as one rather long word. She was still looking around to try and find her lost 'date'. "I was here with someone but I turned for a second and lost him."
Kate wondered what this Sam was like. And what kinds of things he did to kids in the Danger Room. And what was the Danger Room for that matter. It was all so new and different. She could tell this place was going to take some getting used to.
As they walked down the hall Kate heard a loud commotion coming from one of the rooms in the boys wig. Which she later learned was probably Gawain's, since he walked over and let out a large dog. She had never seen many dogs and had no idea what to expect.
"Oh dear." Kate watched as the dog ran circles around them. How could a thing so... well not small but not big either, have so much energy?
She leaned down and let Angus investigate her hand before she scratched the top of his head.
Since Kate had moved into the Institute and found the Steinway Piano that lay within it's walls, the people who knew her had figured out that the music room was the first place to look when looking for her, then you look in the library, followed by her room.
Today she could be found in her favorite of the three, the music room. She was enjoying playing one of her favorite pieces, Beethoven's Sonata No. 8 Pethetique. She had gotten about half way through it when she heard a huge amount of commotion. She tried playing louder to no avail. She looked at the door for a moment hoping it would go away, but when it didn't she had no choice but to get up and see what was going on. As she opened the door a young girl no older then 14 came whizzing past her running away from something. Kate stepped out of the room and looked down the hall to see Andrew standing at the entrance of the Kitchen donning a sheet pan.
At first she was confused and wondering if he had been threatening to beat the younger students, which seemed oddly out of character for him. It wasn't until after she noticed he was trying to attack something inside of the room did she figure out something was wrong. She ran down the hall to help not sure what she would find. Though, what she saw she was most certainly not expecting.
Inside the doorway was a large mass of what appeared to be bread and it was trying to kill Andrew.
The only thing she could think of to do... was... ask, "What's going on here?"
Kate walked through the rows of booths and rides listening to her 'date' talk. It seemed to her that all he knew how to do was talk about himself, he had been doing nothing but since they left the mansion over an hour ago. Kate was normally a very polite person but she had stopped listening about 10 minutes ago out of self preservation. So, at the moment, she found herself looking around at the ghoulish attractions. She watched as a woman kiss her date as he won her a bear and a little girl drag her father over to a line for ice cream.
I wonder what Ice Cream taste like? I mean a lot of people seem to like it so it must be good?
"Kate?" The boy had finally noticed that she wasn't paying attention, "Kate?"
"Huh?" Kate turned to face him and saw him giving her a confused look that was most likely because she hadn't been paying attention to him, "Oh sorry. I wasn't exactly paying attention."
"I noticed." He seemed annoyed and she couldn't blame him, "Do you want to be here?"
"The truth is..." Kate didn't know how to tell him. She had said yes in the first place because she felt bad saying no. Now she felt horrible because the truth was she didn't want to be there. She would have rather gone out with someone she had known longer, like Andrew or Gawain. Though the former of the two would be preferred since she only understood about half of what Gawain said.
"Just spit it out please and save me the embarrassment." he looked at her expectantly.
"No, I don't really want to be here. I mean it's cold and over exaggeratedly silly. I'm not one for Halloween I don't think. Do you hate me terribly?"
"No," He smiled sadly at her, "If you wanted to say no you could have. You should never feel obligated to go out with someone. Do you want me to take you back to the Mansion?"
"If you wouldn't mind. Unless you really want to stay. I can call a car."
"I don't mind at all."
They turned and started walking toward the exit when Kate thought she heard a familiar voice yell her name. She turned to check and by the time she turned back her 'date' had disappeared into the crowd. She turned looking in every direction for him without success.
She walked forward and kept heading to the exit looking every which way to find the boy. He seemed to be no where to found. In her lack of attention to where she was going she banged right into a large mass covered in green fabric which she looked up and found was a man.
"Sorry I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
I think this will be a barrel of laughs and would be happy to join it. So count me in. I like the idea of it being a Halloween prank, but am cool with either.
Kate wondered what was so useless about traveling from room to room undetected anyway. It seemed to her that that was a rather useful power. She would rather have something like that then her slightly debilitating one. Sometimes she felt like her power was more of an ailment then a gift. But she was stuck with it and there was nothing she could do.
"Yes I can make fire and stuff. Though, that is not the reason I wear gloves. I actaully have a rather high body temperature and it can be like touching things coming out of a freezer when they are coming out of a fridge. I wear the gloves as a precaution more then anything else. As for a room I am sure my mother already called with the things she thinks I need as well as the things I actually need to have. I can still list them if you would like. I would be happy to go into the city and pick anything up if that work better for you." Kate rattled off the answers to his questions and then waited for more.
Kate laughed at how both boys jumped at the chance to answer her question.
Kate listened to Andrew describe his power again and hoped she never had to have him make a promise. She didn't want to hurt him if he couldn't keep it. he had been nothing but nice to her. She had hoped that they would be friends, having him make promises that could hurt him was not the best way to established a relationship.
>>So, how about you? What's your specialty?
Kate thought for a second, "Well that is a complicated question. My mother always had me show my tutors and things so they wouldn't be startled when I used to, but as I told Andrew the best way to explain it is a being of elemental fire."
