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.
Tristan looked over at Dream smiling at him and couldn't help but chuckle. He reached over without looking and grabbed a black CD and slipped it into the disc drive. It paused for a second and then a man started singing, "My life be like Oh AH Oh AH OH AH," A nice beat came after at the guy started rapping, Tristan looked over to Deja, "This is gunna be fun," he said as he hit the gas pedal hard and the car shot forward through the mansion gate and onto the road.
Tristan grinned, "I've been there once or twice." Tristan closed the door behind her then jumped into the drivers seat. "Thanks, i bought it off my uncle had to practically pry it from his hands." He turned the key and the engine roared to life. The radio came on <New developments on the defacer of central park, key witnesses claim to have seen a yellow mus-> Tristans hand shot to the radio and changed the station. "What kind of music do you like. I have alot of rock and rap CD's in the glove box there." He said reaching over and popping open the glove box.
Tristan watched in awe as Deja walked down to him. "Wow you look beautiful." then she said he looked nice. He didn't get it he was wearing his black baggy pants with chais and his regular black tanktop, it was to hot so his jacket was in the back. but took the complement none the less. "No not at all Deja your perfect, i...ugh mean your dressed perfect." Tristan blushed as he walked over to the passenger side door and opened it. "How does a picnic sound to you, i hear they finally repaired Central Park."
Tristan pulled the hell beast out in front of the x-mansion. He climbed out and leaned against the car door waiting for Deja to come out for there date. Tristan pulled the cigerette from his mouth and threw it to the ground stomping on it and grinding it into the dirt. He knew she didn't like them.
His hands shrunk back to normal "Um," Tristan glanced nervously towards Ali, "I left a while ago i didn't fit in much here. I'm living in my Auto-garage back in the city." He slipped his foot back into the boot and laced it back up. "I only came back because i wanted to see how the repairs we're going."
Tristan threw his cigerette to the ground, "Sorry," He said to Deja, when he was asked what his powers we're he slipped a foot out of his boot, "Well i can do this," He stomped his foot to the ground and a pillar of rock shot up in front of him, he reached out and grabbed a rock that was sitting on the top, "And i can do this," Tristan threw down the rock and the pillar disenegrated, He clecnched his fist and they grew to be five times as large and we're made completly out of rocks.
"Yo Deja," He called after her as she started toward the mansion. He took off his denim jacket and tossed it in her direction. "Here use that I'm never really cold." He said taking another drag from his cigarette.
"Ugh no actually i did once and just wanted to make sure that it was.. you know, ok." He eased up a bit, he wasn't sure how the people who lived her would react to him running away like he had. "Yeah i drive well i've been doin it since i was twelve."
"Names Geo," He said not bothering with his real name, he looked over to Deja, "The accident's a long story for another time." He didn't move from where he was close to the drivers side, taking a nervous another nervous drag he said. "Looks like you guys fixd the place up rather nicely."
Geo smilled at Deja "S'ok." He said, as she looked over to the woman approaching. He looked over and recodnized the woman from when he had lived at the mansion. He stood up and too a couple of steps towards the drivers side door.
"YOW!!!!" he jumped up and down holding his shins. "GEez i was teasing and i was showing you that i broke my ribs in the car, so theres no need to get all steamed up." He backed away from the gate and leaned against the wall taking another drag trying to ignore his throbbing shin. He's wasn't sure what to do, he had never had a bad reaction before. "I'm sorry,"
"What kills you, the cigs or the car. Cause you have no idea." He lifted the side of his shirt revealing his ribs tightly wrapped. "I live in a garage in the city, and the gloves are a safety measure. I have a dangerous ability." He stepped back and looked her up and down taking a drag of his cigarette. "I don't see any safety on you so I'm guessing your not a threat." He teased grinning sinfully.
"I was once, and i'm 16, why you askin." He shame!ed his eyebrow and smiled taking a drag from his cig. He couldn't help but admire the beautiful smile. This girl was gorgeous. He glanced into the sky, the moon was full with a pail red glow to it. "Won't ya look at that."
Tristan looked down and saw a beautiful girl standing in front of him. "Dam," he whispered. He stood and flipped his hair. "I'm Tristan, friends call me Geo." He stuck his hand through the gates bars and looked up. "Yeah they are pretty nice huh." He glanced down and couldn't help the urge to give her one of his famous charming smiles.
Tristan pulled up to the X-mansion in the Hell Beast it had been a month or so since he left and he wanted to see how the repairs had gone. He pulled the car to a stop and climbed out. Looking around he noticed that it was just like it had been when he first came to the school. He leaned up against the hood of the car and fished a carton of cigarettes from his pocket, he had gained a few bad habits since he left, he lit it with a Zippo he pulled out of his pocket. Brushing his hair back from his face. He looked up into the sky at the clouds that seemed to have an odd glow to them tonight.
