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.
"Eleven years, I lived on the streets... I had a lot of people tell me that same thing. @#$# em. They don't know what we're made of. You're gonna beat em all, Elke. You ain't... you know... plannin on goin too far off for college, are you?" "
That was a long time... Eleven years. She'd been around eleven when she'd first met him. "God, you're old as #$%&." She allowed him to steal the fries seeing as she wasn't hungry any more.
"Nah, i'm aiming for NYU with one of my besties from school. We're going to room together since we'd be studying similar things." Grinning, she threw an elbow at his side. "Who'd keep you out of trouble if I left, huh? I don't think the art chick's got it in her."
It wasn't like she hadn't considered other schools, though. She'd looked a few of them and frankly they all confused the hell out of her. Tuition, room and board, whatever those scholarships were she kept hearing a bunch of stuff about. Waaay over her head. She figured staying close by with people she knew was probably for the best, since she could bounce questions off of them whenever she needed.
"Besides, how am I gonna get all that training you promised if I run off to Cali or something?"
She jumped when he jumped, automatically reaching back for an arrow on instinct. Then she was wrapped in a hug faster than she could process, so she just stared at him with an owl like expression as he tattered away.
"Oh jesus you scared me... No S$#%, you're going to College, Elke. I would'a freaked out if you weren't goin. S'gud you've realized it, though."
"R-really?!" She blinked at him, ignoring his sudden closeness for the moment as she processed this new information. He was... happy? Well, that was different. Her friend's parents had practically flipped out on her when she had announced it. They had been worried for financial reasons if it was something the family could afford. Elke had been worried for other reasons.... though, now she felt kinda silly that she had been worried at all. Obviously Saph wasn't like her actual parents.
"You know I'm proud of how hard you've been working, right?"
Her cheeks heated up a little and she squirmed an avoided eye contact for a bit. "S-shut up."
This was new... she wasn't sure how to deal with it. He was proud of her? She wasn't used to that. She stewed over it silently for a bit before she spoke again, putting words together in her head. "...My mah always told me i'd never really amount to anything, Ya'know? And two of my brothers laughed at me when i was little, when i told them I wanted to go to one of those really famous colleges and get a degree. They said i'd never make it." She chuckled, scratching at the back of her head. "I punched that one in the nose so hard that he ductaped me to a tree and left me outside for two days as revenge. He looked like a raccoon for a week though, so it was all good."
She shrugged at herself, "... I dunno... I was just worried that maybe you wouldn't think I was college material, either." Never mind the fact that he was proud of her...
"....you're the first person to ever say you're proud of me for something..." Well, except for Roach... but that had been different.
"Your dad... is he... Scary? Like would he be mad if he saw you hanging out with a boy? Am I going to have to pass some sort of inspection?"
Elke laughed nervously, but managed to cover it up at the last second with a wave of her hand. "My dad? Naaaah, He's a big softy." ... Never mind the fact that Saph was one of the only people who actually managed to strike fear into her on a regular basis... or that he had access to some crazy #$%&... or the fact that he expressly forbade her from interacting with anyone of the male persuasion until she was 45.
....Not scary at allll.
"If you met him you'd think so too. He's a huge push over." She shifted the subject them, ignoring the beads of nervous sweat rolling down her neck. "So do you live with your brother? Want me to kick his #$%?" She cracked a grin at him, flexing her free arm at him. Given how active she was both in and out of school, she was pretty well build. Even with her short stature she could take on most non-mutants her age with ease.
"Or do you live on your own?" She kinda hoped he did. It would score him another cool point in her books and give her something else to brag about.
"You don't? I just kinda figured that you would, since my brother always says that people hate how much I talk. Calls me a Bigmouth 'n everything. I guess that's just what brothers do, though. Or maybe he was right and you're just the weird one. Not that you're weird. I mean, maybe a little with the chasing thing, but nothing else."
She shrugged at him. "Brothers are just jerks like that, I think. I mean, I've got three and only one of em came out normal!" She cracked a smile at him, "And, I mean, so what if he's right anyway? So what if you're a big mouth? You should embrace it. I like it."
"I-I didn't mean it like that. I wouldn't I-I wouldn't do something like that! I just invited you over 'cause there isn't really somewhere else to play games, I swear!"
She outright laughed at him, slapping a palm on her thigh in mirth. "Oh my god, you are so funny! How'd you get so funny?!" The teenage mutant stepped forward, intent on looping an arm around one of his own. "I was just jerking your chain! I ain't gonna break your arms or nothin'."
Honestly, given the kind of demeanor he had she didn't think she'd need to even if he did try something. One solid punch to the nose and he'd probably be a goner. She grinned up at him. "C'mon! Lets go to your place before my dad calls and tries to figure out where I am."
....Speaking of...
She dug her phone back out of her pocket and turned it off, after sending a hastily thrown together message to said father. Saph would kill her when she got home, probably, but that was a problem she could worry about later. There was fun to be had!
"If I wanted you to be like me I wouldn't make you work so hard on your schooling. You gotta be better than me, Moose. You gotta be the best you can. Don't settle for anything less."
She eyed him moodily, her expression flat. "What is this, a motivational army recruitment speech?" Lapsing into silence as she finished off her fries, she thought about what he meant. It was true that he pushed her a lot to be a better person and with her grades.... but what exactly did 'be the best you can' mean?
She struggled to find an answer for a bit, moping to herself, before she sighed and spoke. "So...um... about school and stuff." She'd kinda been dreading this topic for a while, ever since it had been brought up at school a month or so back. "... I kinda already have plans for after I graduate and all... like, um... I've been planning with one of my buddies, actually."
She shifted nervously, glancing at him from the corners of her eyes. "... and i've been kinda putting off talking to you about it, cuz I don't know what you'll think." She shifted her eyes around the room and fiddled with the string on her bow. She was nervous... she didn't know how he would react, or how she would react if he reacted weird. She cleared her throat a little.
"Where'd all that stuff go now that I think of it, huh? Ain't seen any of it a while."
She shrugged one shoulder at him. "I keep most of it at school locked away in my locker where it can never see the light of day again."
"Yeah, glad you could volunteer yourself... You know, cause if you don't, and you try to go out crime fighting, I'll make the next year the most boring torment you could imagine."
A bead of sweat raced down her cheek and she sank a little lower in her seat. She puffed up like a puffer fish and silently finished her burger. He could be terrifyingly creative when it came to punishments. She didn't want to even try and press that issue. She was one to pick her battles carefully.
".... I was only trying to be more like you. Thought you'd like that or something." She muttered, pushing around the empty wrapper on her tray.
Her face grew red again and she huffed. "I ain't done that since I was a kid!" She still had all of her old gear, though. It was kind hard for her to give up. Puffing her cheeks out she glared at the man as he tried to eat his abomination burger. "...I don't know know any of them though." She'd done a pretty good job ignoring all of the other kids at the school through the years, as Saph breathed down her neck to get caught up in school.
She took another bite of her burger, staring at him as he explained the woman's situation. She was satisfied with it, for now. "Not gonna happen. She's still on my @#$% list for all of that pink crap." She squinted at him, pointing a fry in his direction for good measure. "... and don't think you are off the hook for that, either!
Not that she had any of that stuff anymore... she'd managed to find a bunch of preppy girls to trade them too. As it turned out a lot of them had been discontinued and were apparently hard to find. Elke had the good ole' boring junk, and she was perfectly fine with them! Wasn't even going to get rid of them this time. She'd already learned that lesson.
"Okay, so here is the deal. I will give this whole training thing a try, but if I don't like it I get to drop out and you don't get to pester me about it." She knew he was aware of the fact that the didn't necessarily mean she wanted to drop the whole crime fighting thing, just the x-men part. She'd find some other way, if it came to that.
"....and, I will leave your weird girlfriend alone... but i'll try to get along with her when I can't avoid her. That good?" She popped the fry into her mouth and waited.
"you'll have tons of time to try, figuring how you won't be leaving the mansion for a month for anything but school. No math club, either."
She opened her mouth to respond, thought better of it and simply reclined back in her seat to moodily eat her burger. He was serious about the whole being grounded thing. She'd kinda maybe hoped he'd just forget. Crap!
"We start training tomorrow. I'll see about maybe getting Sam to show you some stuff too. Maybe I can have one of the Trainees help you, too."
She speared him with a look, many things racing to the tip of her tongue. She forced them into an organized line. "What? Ew! I don't want any of those trainee weirdos watching me train!" Didn't one of them dance or something? How weird was that?
She moved onto her next point, "You sure your girly isn't gonna get her panties in a wad from you spending more time on me? She's been virtually hording you for the last three weeks." She popped a few fries into her mouth and chewed lazily.
The Native grinned, puffing her chest out with pride. "You kiddin? I'd blow her outta the water. I've been hunting since I was in diapers!" Totally not an exaggeration, even if her first 'prey' had been accidentally shooting one of her brothers in the leg. Fun times, those. She didn't mind the costume idea, though... she usually didn't dress up at all. She'd always been one of the kids who lurked around and waited for smaller, weaker kids to walk by with pillowcases full of candy. All of the fun, none of the work.
... She probably should be proud of that.
Scratching the back of her neck she laughed at him. "S'alright. I don't mind you talking." Didn't boys generally hate talking, anyway? It was refreshing, kinda.
"Well I was thinking more like Call of Duty or Halo or something, but Mario Kart is cool too. I think I might even have Mario Party kicking around somewhere, but you kinda need more than two people. Mario Kart can definitely be done, though."
#$%&! She berated herself instantly. He was talking about more modern games, because of course he was! She'd never really been able to afford the newer consoles when they had first come out, and thus was very much lacking in any experience with the newer games. Saph had one, but it was generally one of the first things she got grounded from when he found out about all of the trouble she got into in a normal week. Sweating a bit, she decided to act like she was familiar with them anyway. She didn't want to seem lame in front of a cute boy.
"Ehe! Oh, of course... those games! I love those games! Not really any, uh, good at them...but maybe you can teach me?" Yesss, avoided like a pro.... she hoped. "I'd be fine with whatever. I mean, if we go to your house and you try and pull anything i'll just break your arm, ya know?" Elke laughed at her own joke. She was starting to sound like her dad!
"Arrows? Like cardboard- oh wait. Like shooting bow and arrow things? That's cool. I didn't know that people still used them, actually. Where do you even shoot them in the city? Is there like a range or something that you can go to?"
She blinked at him. "What? No, I just shoot them wherever." Like criminals and cars and trees, and sometimes she trekked a ways out of the city to stage little hunting trips like she used to do before Saph found her... He never had been a fan of her bringing home squirrels and birds...
"I'll have to show you sometime!" She had an assortment of them and was qute proud of it. Broad heads, blunted, bullet points... She praised her collection inwardly.
"Um... Do you like video games?"
Elke nodded, and turned to officially shoo her clones away. She wouldn't need them for the rest of the night and they'd probably only end up being a hindrance if they kept melting every time they got too close to Bailey anyway. "What, like... Mario Cart and stuff? I've played a lot of the old school games."
"Uh, what? Oh... Um... Well... Figure it's like this... You know when you shoot an arrow all quick like you do. It's super quick-like, right? You don't think of it, it just happens in the moment... It's kinda like that with her, I guess. It kinda happened, and I'm seeing where it goes."
She scowled at him. "That is literally the worst analogy I've ever heard. Only an idiot shoots an arrow without aiming for sumthin." She huffed at him, crossing her arms.
"I like her though... I really do. Ain't gonna ask you to like her. I think pissing you off is hilarious."
Aiming a sneer his way she barked out her own order to the poor guy behind the counter and plopped into a seat opposite of where Saph was standing. "Well good, because I ain't gonna like her. Don't need no stupid stuck up know-it-all messing around in my life more than the one I already got." She pointedly glanced at him, and the sneer shifted into a smirk.
"hmm.." Other than the things she'd already pointed out about the woman, there wasn't much to say. The one defining plus side she had was that she seemed to make Saph happier. "I think she makes you happy, and that's good, and as long as she stays out of my way we won't have problems."
"I really like socks. Especially funny ones, or ones with animals or food. I got a whole collection at home. It takes up more than one drawer..."
"That's pretty neat. You'll have to show me all of them some time." She had a collection of things herself. Not quite as innocent as socks, though. "I have a collection of different kinds of arrows, myself."
"What do people usually do on dates? I mean, I can't take you anywhere if we don't know what we're doing."
"...Uhm." That a was a good question. "I dunno... like, movies and dinner and junk." Personally she wasn't a fan of the typical 'date' ideal. She tended to get bored easily. Her dad had been on quite a few dates recently, due to that know-it-all he'd scrounged up from somewhere... but they couldn't exactly do any of the same things without the use of the Danger Room at the school.
The Native glanced up at the sky, banishing any such thoughts of breaking Bailey and herself into the danger room from her mind. Saph would skin her alive and wear her pelt as a cape for just thinking about it. "I mean, we could do anything really so long as we're havin fun, right?"
Ah, Mcdornalds. Not her favorite place, but she didn't mind. It was easy getting free stuff from there. She followed him in without protest.
When he brought up her most recent geography test though.... oh boy. Now probably wasn't the time to mention that she'd gotten removed from that class for threatening to break a globe over the teachers head. Detention for the next foreseeable future, and then probably an even longer grounding at home when the school eventually got around to calling him within the next few days. Quick, change the subject!
"So what's up with that artist chick, huh?" She shoved her hands into her pockets and avoided looking at him, sweating a bit as she tried to swing the conversation away from school.
"She just a really good lay or are you actually serious?"
The teen squinted at him, screwing up her face in a very typical manner. Yeah, she got what he was saying, but she still didn't want to hear it. He'd done it solo for a long time! Everything had turned out fine and he'd put a lot of really bad people away. The X's had been around for how long? ... and how many terrible people were still running around wreaking havoc on the city? "... I'll think about it... okay?" It was as good as he was going to get from her on the matter, at least for now.
"Elke, let's go. I don't wanna deal with this... You want some food?"
She watched him walk off, and turned to look at the girl and stuck her tongue out with an eyelid pulled down. Immature? Yes. Satisfying? Also yes.
"I guess." She grumbled in response, trudging after him with her bow around her shoulders. Her clones caught up with them then, and with a wave of her hand she shooed them off. They didn't have terribly long left to live anyway and she didn't really feel like dealing with their stupidity.
"...Did you really mean it?" She asked a little bit later, "That you'd teach me stuff?"
"Jesus, Moose, stay next to me, don't shoot anything else... @#$^s sake."
"Well excuuuuse me, but hit and run can be a felony offense, you know." Elke muttered in reply, letting him lead her away. The girl in the car heard her and started crying harder. Elke threw a hand in the air in exasperation and crossed her arms impatiently. After her dad's warning the girl scrambled for her phone, clearly intent of following his direction.
"You, eh... Called me dad... Wasn't sarcastic, either. There's a soft center 'neath the hard shell, eh? Heh heh..."
The Native blinked, turned red in the face, and opened her mouth to swiftly shoot that notion down... but, well, she couldn't think of anything to really make up for the slip right then. Instead she went back to crossing her arms and glowered off to the side at nothing in particular.
"Elke, you can't keep doing this... Why not... Why not try out for the X-Men? You're old enough, now. You could be a trainee... I could teach you a lot."
Spearing him with a curious look, she pondered on his words. She'd considered it already, actually. It wasn't like she didn't think they'd take her, either... they'd taken Saph in after all the crap he'd pulled, after all. She just wasn't sure if she wanted to be in an organization. With a leader. With orders. She liked CS and all... but she still had a lot of old scars beaten into her from when she and a bunch of other kids had been lifted from the mansion.
"...I dunno. I don't like taking orders from people."
