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.
"Ok, you don't have to tell me. That's ok," Tricity said, sitting down on the floor about 10 feet away to be at the girl's level. "Well, I'm going to talk to you. You don't have to talk until you want to."
She folded her legs under her and took a deep breath. "How bout I tell you where you are?" Tricity wasn't expecting a response, so she continued on after clearing her throat and gesturing again for the others to stay back. "Again, my name is Tricity. Well, my real name is Delilah, but mostly everyone calls me Tricity. I'm a mutant too and I house other mutants here in this mansion to keep them safe." She made sure to emphasize the word. Somehow, Tricity needed to make the girl calm.
"The man that was with me at your bedside.. He's the Doc Prof. He helps many of the mutants here when they are injured or have trouble handling their mutations." She gestured to the doctor who stayed near the door with Johnathon. "He means you no harm either. I promise. He was just trying to get you out of your dream like state." Tricity spoke in a gentle tone, hoping to get through.
"Your mutation... It's beautiful. It reminds me of when I was a little girl and used to go to church every Sunday." She moved a little closer as she talked, only within a few feet now of the girl. "We don't have to stay in her if you don't want to. Would you like something to eat? Um.. maybe some of that birthday cake you were eating before?"
Tricity slammed on the breaks, nearly running into the back of the car in front of her. She turned her head toward her partner in a sheepish smirk. "Sorry, Steel..." Her mind had been wandering since yesterday about the Mondragon Labs and its leader. Caleb Swartz. Was he really as he seemed to be? Tricity knew better...
The light turned green and she turned the corner, parking across the street from the Labs. Not what she was expecting. Trees and gardens in bloom; open and welcoming. Ugh. It was actually making her nauseous. 'What is the deal?' she thought, walking toward the building and noticing the man at the door.
Caleb not doubt. Strange to see a twin in such a different location and possibly on the 'other side'. She wished she could've spoken to Calley before having to meet with his identical brother. A little background knowlege could never hurt before entering the unknown. Why couldn't he just look all menacing and make this easier?
Tricity nodded to Caleb as they were only a few paces from him. "My name is Delilah Tipper and this is Steel," she introduced, gesturing to her teammate. "You must be Caleb Swartz."
Tricity nodded slowly, glancing at the couple and then back to Alec. "Hmmm.. Well I suppose that makes more sense now." She smiled and nodded toward the stairs leading the way up. "That's quite some mutation you have."
As they reached the second floor, Tricity turned toward the guys' hallway and headed toward the end where the vacant rooms were waiting for new residents. She unlocked the door and pushed it open, stepping aside for Alec to pass. "If I may be a little nosey," Tricity began, "How did you discover your mutation?"
As the girl's body fell from it's suspension, the Doc Prof and Tricity looked at one another and then back to the once unconscious patient. The girl's head turned slowly toward them for a moment before she let out horrific screaming and jumping from the bed. Tricity instinctively stepped in front of the old man and watched as the girl went darting for a corner of the room.
By now the few others in the infirmary were giving their full attention to the unfolding scene. Tricity nodded to the Doc Prof to move as many of the patients out as possible, but putting a finger to her lips to try and keep it quiet.
She moved across the room and took the opportunity to pull a surge of electricity inside her as the girl turned away to curl up unto herself. 'Can't take any chances,' she thought, slowly crouching lower and walking closer to the stranger. Tricity was in ten feet from her now and remained low to stay at the girl's level with her hands up in surrender.
"Listen... I'm not sure who you are, but I'm not going to hurt you and I'd really appreciate it if you would do me and my residents here the same courtesy," Tricity spoke softly. "My name is Tricity. We met downstairs, do you remember?" The infirmary door opened quietly behind her and she quickly looked over her shoulder to see the Doc Prof and Johnathon entering. She mouthed 'stay there' to them both.
Tricity turned back to the balled up mutant. "What's your name?"
Tricity stopped walking through the hallway and turned to face him after his very brief explanation. "You manipulate emotions, but you can't read the eomtions of the people you touch?" This confused her and she gave a look to him in response that said it. "I'm not really sure I understand what you're saying. In fact, some of the most powerful mutants I've ever known can manipulate the emotions of those around them, causing them to bend to the mutant's will."
She stepped a bit closer to him and offered her hand out, palm up. "You'll have to be a little more specific than that," Tricity replied with a smirk. "Show me."
"She's in some sort of dream state," the Doc Prof began explaining to Tricity as his hands glowed brightly over the girl's floating body. "The song is obviously coming from her, but I can't see anything else beyond it."
Tricity crossed her arms over her chest in thought. "The same thing was happening downstairs where I found her. She wasn't very coherent. I have no idea who she is, do you?"
"No, I've never seen her before," he answered, dropping his glowing hands and looking around the room as if he could visually see the song. "I'm a little concerned on what the affect of the singing will have on everyone."
"I was thinking the same..." Tricity looked around and noticed the infirmary wasn't very crowded, but still, there were a few people being tended to. "Should we... wake her?"
The Doc Prof was silent for a few moments before answering. "I'm not really sure. I don't know what the reaction may be."
"Doc, she's a stranger in the house. I don't really feel so comfortable about her staying here and producing her mutation when we have no idea what it's going to do." Tricity had her hands on her hips, studying the girl's overall appearance. Nothing screamed fighter or 'bad guy', but all the same...
"Yes... yes, you are right." The Doc Prof cleared his throat and held his hands over the girl's unconscious body once more, using his mutation to see what had caused her coma like symptoms. "I'll try to reverse it and wake her."
Tricity was slightly taken aback by the kiss on the hand as the visitor introduced himself. She smiled a little shyly and nodded at him. "Nice to meet you, Alec and yes, I can help you along with that process. I'm the Headmistress here, so if you ever have any questions, feel free to contact me."
She gave a head nod toward the mansion and started backing up to head inside. "Care to come inside? I have some paperwork for you and I'll be happy to give you a tour and find a room and everything. I'll have to ask you a few questions though... Standard procedure. May be a little personal, but I need to make sure everyone inside the Institute is as safe as possible."
Tricity pushed open the door and then turned to face Alec after grabbing a newcomer's packet from the front hall table. "So, can you tell me about your mutation? Be as descriptive as possible. Lots of details. The good and the bad. If it's dangerous to anyone else or yourself."
Tricity clipped her small radio on her hip as she passed through the hallways and headed downstairs after Johnathon gave her the news of a visitor pulling up outside. She tied her long, wavy hair in a ponytail at the base of her neck and pulled open the large and intricate double doors leading to the front of the grounds.
As she went down the steps, Tricity noticed the young man beside his very nice car and approached him with a smile. "Hi, welcome to Xavier's. My name is Tricity," she began, offering her hand for a welcome. "Is there something I can do for you?"
Tricity watched as the woman turned and proceeded to leave Bethesda Terrace, disappearing down the park's path and out of sight. She wondered how the two were able to have a meeting without Syn's hands ending up around her throat. Perhaps it was the commonality of having the same enemy. Whatever the reason, Tricity backed away a few steps before turning around and heading quickly out of Central Park.
She needed to have these items analyzed yesterday....
Tricity didn't respond at first and kept wondering what the mutants from Mondragon Labs could want between the two factions. She placed the CD and feather in the inside pocket of her pea coat and folded her arms over her chest. "Well, I suppose I'd better get back."
Could this be anymore awkward?
She looked at Syn and with much pain said through a sighing breath, "Thanks. I'll let you know what we find out as soon as possible."
"Shit..." The sudden limpness of the girl snapped Tricity back to reality. She picked up the cell and heard Johnathon panting on the phone, no doubt running to find them. "John?"
"I'm here," he replied, but from behind her as he entered the kitchen and took a knee next to her after closing his cell. "Who's she?"
"I don't know. I thought a new resident, but I can't be sure. She didn't say much."
"She's cute..." Tricity sent a small shock up John's spine. "OW!"
"Help me, would you?" Tricity said with annoyance, carefully taking the girl's head and sliding it to rest on her shoulder while she put a suporting hand under the girl's back. "Take her legs. Let's try and get her to the infirmary."
Johnathon scooped her legs up and the two turned the corner with the girl limp in their arms. "What happened?"
"I found her in the kitchen under one of the tables," Tricity began, giving students the 'keep-it-moving' eye as mutants in the hall began to stop and look at the scene. She readjusted the girl's weight before continuing. "She wasn't very coherent. I didn't even get her name." They'd started to make their way up the stairs, now only a few doors from the infirmary. "Oh, and make sure you find out who this girl is as soon as we get her on a bed. Find her papers... Talk to Streak or Steel asap!"
Tricity put her back to the infirmary door and pushed it open. "A little help!" A couple of the medical team members quickly came over and helped to move the unconscious girl to an empty bed.
She took the items from the woman, running her fingers over the feather. "Mondragon Labs, huh..." Tricity went deep into thought. She and the other X-Men had had their run ins with mutants from the Mondragon Labs before. Getting the CD back to Streak and Johnathon for review was top priority. Perhaps the Doc Prof would be able to analyze the feather for DNA.
"So, any idea what the fools at Mondragon Labs have rolling around in their minds to have us fighting each other?" Tricity asked, bringing her eyes back up to Syn. "Did any of you find something of importance missing when you went back to your home?"
The girl fell to her knees and Tricity was immediately by her side. She put two hands on the stranger's shoulders and saw her eyes blinking rapidly. 'Was this her mutation or was she a victim of seizures? Either way...'
Tricity reached for her cell phone and dialed up to the infirmary first, hoping someone would pick up despite all the activity that must have been going on due to the attack on the grounds only some minutes ago. No one was picking up... Wonderful. The girl's hand suddenly began shaking, so Tricity took it in hers. She glanced down at her cell phone and mentally forced it to dial to the security station.
Someone picked up. "It's Tricity. I'm in the kitchen and there's a girl here who needs medical atten..." Before she could finish however, a strange song suddenly began filling the air. The voice on the other end was calling to her, but she couldn't seem to notice anything else except the church like hymn that was beginning to softly fill the room. Tricity looked around the room and then back again at the girl slumped against the wall. 'What exactly was this mutation?'
The girl apparently wanted no more cake and Tricity retracted the desert, placing it on top of the table. "I don't have a room," she replied very quietly.
"Well, we can fix that very easily," Tricity replied with a smile. "You must have arrived just today then, huh? It's too bad we had that interruption on the front lawn. You probably haven't met any of the mansion greeters then, right?"
The girl gave no response. In fact, it looked like she was completely in her own world and not hearing a single thing that was being said any longer. Tricity took a hesitant step foward until the newcomer let out a sudden scream that stopped her in her tracks. After putting her hands up in a surrendering fashion, Tricity tried to reason with the girl. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm the Headmistress here, you don't need to be afraid." 'What's with her?' Tricity thought, as she tried taking another step forward.
The suddenly startled young woman made Tricity jump up in response as the stranger climbed out from under one of the kitchen tables. The Headmistress looked the girl from head to toe. She didn't seem to be hurt...
"Well, the fighting is over, so you don't have to be afraid anymore. I promise," Tricity explained, noting the girl seemed to be very nervous. "Why don't you take some more cake and head back to your room? I could walk with you if you like."
Tricity carefully moved closer to the girl and bent down to pick up the rest of the cake that was still under the table. She slowly presented it to the teenager with a reassuring smile. "Hear ya go. I'm afraid I don't know where your room is, though. How long ago did you move in?"
