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.
OH MY GOD!! why would you say something like that?? i would never shrug brainfreeze off!! we are having a memorial service in honor of everyone that died during the attack... *she said standing up and grabbing the two trays filled with crackers and juice.* look, i've got to serve snacktime. i hope you honestly dont believe anything you just said. *and with that, tricity left the room to greet the hungry, noisy kids in the living room for snacktime.*
well you dont need to look at it like that!! this place is just the same if not better than the last one! look...i know it doesnt feel exactly the same yet, especially for the older students since it affected you guys more. but, that doesnt mean we just stop existing because of what happened. we have to rebuild, no matter who tries to bring us down...
*chance and tricity looked at reflecto in a strange way, but then she turned back to chance.* well, i'm sure we kind someone to come with you up there to help you out. if you'd prefer, i'll make the arrangements for your brother. i dont mind...also, i was thinking i would make it a joint service. have a memorial for everyone who died during the attack. names will be read, along with a history of the person and if anyone would like to say anything, the floor would be open to. what do you think??
*tricity raised her eyebrows and quickly grabbed a hold of reflecto, placing him on one of the stools set up near the island. she put a glass of iced tea in front of him along with some crackers and peanut butter.* here hun...eat these, ok? *she said, patting his shoulder. tricity looked back at chance.* i was thinking of holding the memorial in the gardens...seems like the proper place dont you think?
well actually one of the students is acting a little funny...i think he is in shock from this whole new mansion. i dont know...the doctor is looking at him now. *she said, beginning to make dozens of peanut butter crackers. as tricity walked over to the cabinets and pulled down some glasses for juice, she looked back at chance.* um..what were you thinking about the memorial service?
*tricity walked into the room briskly, immediately opening the cabinets to find the peanut butter and crackers. when she placed the items on the counter of the island, she noticed someone sitting there.* hey! how are you chance?
as i always say...people fear what they do not understand. mutants are a novelty that hasnt grown on humans. but, there are those out there that do not fear us and are trying to help with our 'mutant rights'. *she looked down at her watch and saw it was getting late.* i need to do a round to make sure the kids are in bed...guess i'll catch you guys a little later on.
um...yea they did. we've been attacked many times before, but our security system is state of the art and always improving. nothing like the devestation of the whole mansion being destroyed has ever happened before. plus, 90% of these mutants dont have anywhere else to go if it isnt here... *she said, drinking her iced tea.*
*orion raised his eyebrows at her in a signal to answer the question. she rolled her eyes and sighed.* they are called sentinels...they were created to capture all mutants...those without registration. *chaos looked confused when she said registration.* every mutant...eveywhere...has to be registered. it pretty much tells the government who you are, your medical history, abilities, and where you live. a mutant is supposed to register at the nearest location depending on where you live. i would ASSUME you are not registered so the sentinels were coming to..uh...collect you. orion has rebelled as well and isnt registered. i on the other hand am, only because for the safety of the children in this house. i cant be arrested while i have a school and home full of other people to be responsible for. otherwise, screw the registration.
*she sat down by the table and looked at chaos directly in the eyes.* so...have any more questions, comments, or concerns? *tricity asked, dripping with sarcasm. orion shot her a look.* orion: "babe..." WHAT?! i'm serious!
orion: "you are understanding of everyone else...always giving second chances. why cant you see the good that can come out of helping chaos?" BECAUSE i still remember central park...and i got a good dose of it again yesterday! orion: "you're being hypocritical, delilah." *tricity thought for a moment and then placed the sandwich down, losing her appetite.* fine...fine whatever. i'll help with this...project.
*tricity stopped making her sandwich and sighed, looking at orion.* i'm not picking a fight, orion.... orion: "well it sure seems that way as there is food flying all over the kitchen..." i'm still pissed off obviously!
*tricity remained silent as she slammed a jar of mayonnaise on the marble counter, causing both men to look over at her. she yanked open the bread bin and pulled out a loaf of white, tossing it on the counter.* ya...i would say you are underestimating...
