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.
So while I was brainstorming on what to do in the AoS plot that is now tangible to everyone, I thought what would be some repercussions to the dream that was shown to everyone. In that I came up with the idea that it would be interesting if there was something to heighten everyone's tensions after they awoke from the dream. Like a second cold war, a threat of nuclear annihilation from somewhere else, and everyone who was involved in the dream would think that, that was the cause of the world ending and would rush to try and end it before the events would spiral out of control and create the world they had come to know from the dream.
As for setting I thought it could be at a place perhaps like North Korea and South Korea, seeing as they have the highest nuclear tension towards one another, and some event leads the world to join in on the matter with their weapons of mass destruction to intervene for which ever side they will take in the matter. Speaking of sides, the good and evil mutants in this matter would be able to take sides in the political aspect of the world. The Order could easily take over the North Korean government in a silent coup de'tat, whilst the X-Men are called in to keep anything from escalating with the already stationed joint forces of South Korea and America at the 38th parallel.
Of course in the end of this plot it would only end slowly in a disarming of both sides and would turn out not to be the cause after all, just a slight scare. Anyway I thought that it might be a cool idea to have a bit of a espionage cloak and dagger type plot, as well as bring the atmosphere that the cold war had with it. Please feel free to voice your ideas and criticism to the matter.
The man who runs the island or owns it or whatever, has rented it out to these scientists and their organization for the purpose of running tests on mutants they have captured or seek to learn about and in exchange they can be hunted by the man who runs it and his hunting party while the scientists watch from a more observant area and maybe a few other people who are there just to watch it unfold for their entertainment.
Should be an island smack dab in the middle of the Atlantic so they will be far from any form of civilization for thousands of miles, and also have a PA system to explain the rules to the contestants. Also I do not know much about that part yet Shane.
Markus followed the group from behind at a regular pace, his briefcase in his hand once more. As he strolled to their destination he took recognition for the architecture. Not too shabby. Markus's thoughts wandered, as the main objected at hand had been delayed since the odd interruption from a new comer it would seem. Now as they entered the new area, Markus felt a more relaxing aura within the room, the furniture and pool tables seemed to fit it.
"Nice place." Markus spoke as he sat down on a near sofa. He then gazed over the room, expecting to see if anyone else would say anything pertaining to the events that had recently happened.
I say we should do it on an actual secluded island. There are thousands of them and it'd be a more intense atmosphere if it was hot out and in a jungle. Add to the safari like feel of it all. Also have the base of operations be a large complex of say 4 buildings taking up a small piece of the island. Also we should draw up rules for this blood sport. What the event should be called, how no one is allowed to leave the island until all others have died or something else has ruined their plans etc.
The day was humid. An ever lasting feeling that had encroached after all that had transpired. The days could be cold or warm, but everyone still felt in between, like their emotions. They had no recognition for change in things that would come to pass after what happened 3 years ago, only the ideals of survivalism remained.
Now stood a room, four corners, a few tables and chairs, and an old CD player blaring a slightly loud track by the Rolling Stones that stood on a small table. At one of the larger tables sat the epitome of what some would call "sin". Sprawled on the table was an assortment of old canned goods and other eatable items. Along with it was a deck of cards that had been halved from the hand out. Four men of devil like qualities sat holding the cards whilst 3 others like them sat around the large table merely observing. Along with those observing like the demon like men sat two men who held no apparent demon like qualities that could be seen, but held them has much as any of the demons sitting at the table.
The final man holding the other set of cards that had been dealt out was of an older age than any of the others there. He was wearing a tactical vest readied with weapons that seemed to be maintained as well as possible and under it a leather duster with other military quality clothing and a metal mask that had two eye holes in it that sat at his feet. Tension hung in the air as each of the players held their cards close to their faces and their emotions closer from their opponents.
"Alright, whose in?" Markus said as he looked over the present members of the table.
Their indigenous with plant life and for the Galapagos islands their diverse in setting and enviorments. But perhaps we could make the setting on a set of islands similar to the Galapagos. Also I should take this time to pitch in an idea for mutant hunters. Perhaps mutants that have little to no brain activity and are used as hounds track the mutants they are hunting.
A quick burst of wind and the sound of what seemed to be glass shattering filled the room, Markus turned around slowly to look and behold a man who held what appeared to be boxing gloves topped off with knives made of some type of quartz perhaps. "More helpful people Ms. Syn?" Markus turned his head around to look at her in his question. "You seem as though your somewhat threatened." Markus looked back at the man who had now opened the doors, talking to him in a monotone voice.
"Bad timing maybe?" Markus continued to wonder what was going on.
"Ha, how true that is. " Markus quickly chimed in after Syn finished her sentence, the sincerity of his laugh in the sentence was more realistic than anything he had ever said in that room so far. "If that's all you needed, then I would be more than happy to oblige. How about a set of arms or other military equipment? I'm sure it would prove useful for mutants who lack the athletic prowess that people such as Mr. Abyss or my agile friend here possess." Offering now the weapons he had planned to arm his more, radical party members with, he thought these people would find them quite more useful.
"Of course the weapons would be free of charge, but I am sure people of your fine caliber could get a hold of weapons any time of the day, so perhaps something a bit more in your favor, any thoughts Ms. Syn?" Markus asked politely, readily awaiting his task and to finish it with haste.
After another performance of a mutants powers, a quick streak of green and black filled Markus's sight momentarily. Startled at first by the swiftness of the oddity, Markus's right arm flinched about an inch for his gun, but was stopped by his common sense. This isn't a Vietcong ambush, relax. Markus's mentality reminisced on the past, reminding him of threats similar, but ones that actually had no thoughts in mind but to kill him, unlike the situation he faced now.
After the reptilian like beast spoke, Markus took his quaint little attempt of intimidation as a bit of an inspiration for his plan he had already been formulating. "More potential and enthusiasm, good to see more of that around here." Markus took the beasts slight pandering with a grain of salt. Political opposition and mud slinging had hardened Markus to the thought of taking offense to anything, even being eaten alive.
"You seem to be quite the example of an apex predator." Markus said to somewhat soften the tension that had been thrown upon him by the beast. He then turned his attention back to the rest of the group as he spaced out from his original stand point to get in view all those who now crowded in the foyer. "If you'd rather not show me your ability, that's fine, what matters is if you can trust me. Believe me when I say that I am sure we all know what having powers like these means." Markus spoke as he gestured to Aura, Abyss and the Beast like reptilian as he continued to speak.
"It gives us an upper hand, and no one in the world should dare blame any of us for using them to better our own lives. But there is still one thing that can be achieved through all of them. One refined, centralized idea, that all is possible through the combined unison of you all. Together you could, topple governments, open the skies, and so much more than just rob a pathetic governments federal funds."
"Not to say you already haven't done those things, but trust me when I say that I can help further your dreams, trust me when I say that I can clear away any opposition that may seem intangible to you in the ignorant society of today's more political aspect of the world, trust me when I say, that I can get things done."
