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.
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"So if there is war no matter if there are more humans than mutants or more mutants than humans, then why should we fight? I mean, if there will be war no matter what, then why put in the effort?" She asked, raising a red eyebrow at the so-called 'evil one'. Some of the Mansion people had no idea what it was like to live out on the streets, to have so many people looking down on you and to turn to a life of crime. It was not the highlight of Fade's life, but it was the part that took precedence over becoming an X-Man, twice.
"Saving one human will not save you from the rest of them. Just like how one human saving a mutant will not save them from the rest of the human population. We can't expect to just save one person to save yourself." Maybe she was rambling, but maybe she was aware that she was rambling. And maybe, just maybe, she really enjoyed rambling. Still, she tried to keep her attention focused and tried to analyze everything that was put on her plate.
"I have lived a life of crime before. I don't run around and flaunt it, or whatever word they use to describe that, but I have lived a life of theft and such. I mean, com'on, being a mutant that can turn invisible and phase through walls and climb walls and ceilings and such, it's just all too easy. When I ran away, I lived out on the streets, but I lived in style. I used to live in a mall, right up in the ceiling. I just stole a mattress and put it up there. Stole a DVD player, a television and whatever movies I wanted to watch. I stole money, liquor, even things that I didn't need. Hell, I stole an egg beater. What was I going to do with that?" She still had not reached her point.
"I guess what I am trying to say is that I know what it is like. I don't want you to go to jail. I don't want you to kill. But I don't want you to change who you are for someone else. I just guess all of that stuff confuses me. I dunno what it is like to be the good guy anymore," she sort of looked down at her toes on that one. Honestly, being the good guy was tough. She tried so hard to be the good guy but sometimes it just did not work. She tried to do the right thing, to break into KP to get the antidote, but sometimes her pride and her inner criminal took over. She was going to be trained to become an X-Man again, would she be able to pass or would she be a loner for the rest of her life. Aura asked what Fade would do if all of the bickering ended.
"What would I do if that all ended?" After a few moments of long and hard mental debate, she finally spoke up. "Hell, I would have a cold beer."
"Who says the next generation will be in test tubes? We have extraordinary gifts. Some of us can survive cancer. If humans want to learn something from us, then let them, so long as we do not get caged and abused," she added. It was vital that no mutant be hurt in any procedure to help cure humans from common or rare ailments. "Human names sometimes get boring. What exactly is a Sarah? Who is to say a Sarah can Sarah?" she added with a giggle, it was an odd thought. She most certainly could not Jenny, she could Fade, but what was a Jenny? It was a name picked out by her parents before they really got to know her. Nothing against her parents, even though she really did not know them, but Fade seemed to fit her better than Jenny, even if Sam, or Cold Steel, whoever he wanted to be called, referred to her as Jenny.
"You can know my name because I really do Fade in front of your eyes. And I will remember you, because you have an odd Aura, it is much easier to remember than Jessica or Samantha or something human like that." It was not that Fade had anything against humans, but she enjoyed her mutant name more than her human name. Fade had heard of the Internet before, but she had never used it. Well, the first thing to know was how to read and write and since she could not do either, a computer's only purpose was to look pretty. If only she had been a technomancer.
"How can fear not be eliminated? If we show the world that there is nothing to fear, if we show them that we are not these God awful creatures and that we have feelings just like those humans we once were, then we will grow a fan crowd. I mean, do you really think that by killing humans, you are eliminating any fear of us?" She hated to preach. In fact, to act like she was 'holier than thou' was the biggest pet peeve she had. She was not holier than anybody, she had her own faults when it came to stealing, but she did not kill anyone, not yet at least. And she never planned on killing anyone.
An odd feeling accompanied the sensation of the giant red man's tail being wrapped around her. It was like her own personal security blanket, even if he was a part of the opposite team, being behind enemy lines was always pretty fun and it most certainly had it's pluses. For one, her partner would really know how to have fun, but on the other hand, she had to watch herself. Watching one's self was never fun. Fade had fun when Raph drove her around, but something about being on a Ducati felt even more fun. It was as if traffic had no significance, they just weaved in and out.
They dismounted the Ducati, such a fun ride had been cut short, and they made it to the elevator, where he took the lead. They made it to, well, whatever floor they made it to. They walked out and she followed down the hall until they ran into a salesman. Now why would a hotel have a salesman? Although she hated to admit she was highly undereducated, she just sat there and raised an eyebrow to him, taking in everything he said with a subtle nod as if she knew what he meant. Damn, she should have at least finished high school. "Hi, I'm Jenny," she said, introducing herself so it would not seem odd.
He mentioned something about a loft and a time square? Or was it share? Hair? Not going to school really left her out of the loop in this kind of stuff. She did not know the difference between a hotel room and a motel room, she did not even know the difference between a mansion or a house...no wait, yes she did, but that was only because she lived in a Mansion. Still, she had no clue why he needed to call someone about a time square just to get a room. In order to not look stupid, she just nodded her head, acting like she knew exactly what he was talking about.
"If I didn't want you to handle me, I would just phase through it. Trust me," she smiled before climbing on the back. She wrapped her arms around him for safety, or whatever you wanted to call it.She had never really heard anyone just say I want. Still, she didn't mind.
Of course, she had seen him, hadn't she? She had been through plenty of fights with the Order, but she could not remember him specifically, then it hit her. How the hell could she miss a giant red man in the first place? Wasn't he related to Syn? Or was that just Deathstar? Family issues ran deep in the mutant world. He was able to remember her uniform, even if she did turn invisible most of the time, so it was really pointless to wear her uniform if no one could see it.
"Wow, what are the odds that an X-Man and a member of the Order had danced one night as friends?" she rhetorically asked. It was like an Jew dating a Nazi... or was it? It was not that big of a deal. "So it seems like we're not welcome at either place," she huffed. Who exactly was Leonard though? And what did that have to do with changing into her uniform.
"Are you suggesting we fight?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "I mean, I don't mean to brag, but I can confuse you til you fall on your face," she smirked, imagining him falling on his face. Maybe she couldn't, but he could not get in a punch with her, he'd be quickly corrected when the assault phased through her.
The Sanctuary? It was for certain now, he had to be one of those 'bad guys'. While she really did not mind spending more time with this red one, The Sanctuary would not be a safe place for her to go. After all, she spent most of her time fighting those at the Sanctuary, if she were to run into anyone there that recognized her, then even her invisibility could not help her sneak out of that situation. "Uh...maybe not the Sanctuary, I'm not exactly top of the guest list," she admitted. Now he was certain to know that she was one of those 'good girls'. Why did she always like the wild side?
She put on the helmet, still thinking to herself. The first thought that was in her mind was how dorky she must look in a helmet, but she tried not to think of that since it was a nice helmet, and well, safety first or whatever that crap was. "I mean, I'm at the Mansion, I dunno if you'd wanna go there," she said, hoping that he knew what the Mansion was so that she did not have to say it outloud.
He told her that it was her choice, which was odd, she hated chosing. Now she was in charge, might as well have a bright sticker on her that said Decision Maker, and right underneath that in the fine print would be written decisions based on naughty times. It was like breaking and entering. When you are the one that breaks open the door, then you've done wrong, but if someone else breaks it open and you just enter, then you're just entering, it's not as bad.
Now it was like she had to break down the door. All she had to say was 'hotel' or 'your place' and she had made the final decision, the greater of the two 'evils'. Of course, she could always say 'home', to have him take her home. Or she could say 'my place', and judging by how this one was, he would turn right around and leave. Would he be the type to enter The Mansion? She had been taking too long to respond, so she just said "Well where do you live?" It was open enough to keep from 'breaking open that door'.
When she saw the Ducati, she nearly squealed with excitement. "Oh no, we'll take the Ducati," she said. Since Fade did not know how to drive, it was very exciting to ride on one of those, cars were getting boring to ride in. Plus, she was sure he wouldn't mind that she would have to cling on to him.
"I would be hideous if it meant that it would save lives," she said, and she meant it. Really, she spent most of her life invisible in the first place. "My power would make it so no one would be able to see how ugly I am. It's fun to be invisible to the world," she said, flashing in and out of visibility. If she was ever hurt in a fire or such and her face burned off, she would be able to walk around town without scaring anyone because she could simply become invisible. Who cared about a girl who was not really there?
"Jenny is just so boring, and it grew an odd reputation for 'I love you, Jenny' after Forrest Gump came out. I like the name Aura, even though it's what your power is, it just flows off the tongue," she said. What the hell was she saying? It flowed off the tongue? Still, she shook the mental facepalm and continued. "You can call me Fade, on account of that's just what I do," she added with a smile before reappearing. Switching around her visibility was a fun game.
Aura began walking to the other side, talking about how the Prophet, or whoever that lover in her past was could not die. Were there other worlds to be transported to? Would she start anew, like as a baby in the world? Was there any way that Fade could get to this other world? "I have already found friends that believe the same as me...and I don't know how to use the internet..." It was true, in order to use the internet, you had to at least know how to read and type, which she had no clue how to do.
He thanked her and then asked if she would like to go somewhere else, somewhere more quiet. Now maybe she was not too familiar with anyone doing this, but she had seen it in movies before, this was the part of the night called 'being picked up'. In the corner of her eye, she could see a man approaching, maybe to steal her away from the giant red man, but before she could really figure out what he was doing, he backed off.
Without warning, she phased her body through his touch so that she could walk off of the dance floor. She grabbed his hand and began to pull him through the people that were dancing, anyone that 'bumped' into her simply phased through without any distractions. Man, she loved her powers, especially in a room full of crowded people. "Where to?" she asked, grabbing the jacket she had left on the barstool. It was a light gray and it was button up, not zipper, zippers were always annoying.
Another red head came in, that made it, what? Three red headed x-men, at least? Way 'back in the day', there was only Fade that was a red head, now just red hair seemed to be the thing, not like she minded much, the color was her favorite after all. Kasumi waved, which seemed the proper thing to do because Fade and Kasumi had never officially met, had they? Then Dom came in, was it Dom? It had to be since he was in her group, but then again, she had never really had any conversations with Dom either. Come to think of it, Streak was the only one she really had spoken to much.
Dom spoke up with the typical man-approach, that the ladies were so lovely and he was so lucky and on and on. It was not like Fade did not enjoy compliments, but she could tell when they were actually directed at her and when they were just spoken as a generalization for women. Still, she smiled, no reason to be mean. Streak then asked her something about how it was weird to retrain, but then he passed on his conversation as if it were a rhetorical question. Fade got the hint and just laughed.
Streak began to speak up, and as he did so, the lights in the danger room simulation began to grow brighter, illuminating everyone inside. As he spoke about what they had to do, it was quite a different story. On one side, there were the humans, and on the other side, the radical mutants. Neither one was on their side, but it was the X-Men's turn to figure out which side was innocent. Obviously neither were innocent. Saving humans who hated mutants or saving mutants who hated humans, it was a double edged sword.
As if all the faces inside were those that she could remember, she could see her foster parents within the humans. It was not like they were actually there, but those angry humans reminded her so much of her foster parents and how they locked her up. Then on the mutant side, she could see Abyss and Aura, two so called 'friends' who were quite the enemies. Not to mention, Amp and Vibe, her cousins, were also baddies. Fade had walked both sides of the street, she had friends that were good and friends that were bad, but she was more good than bad. Maybe she enjoyed stealing a little bit of money here and there (but she was working on that), and maybe she enjoyed drinking under age (also working on that...) but she did not kill, she would not kill.
As her mind raced between both sides, Streak said something that put a dead end to the red head's thoughts. She was in charge? That was quite a shocker, of course, she had been in charge before, she usually was part of the reconnaissance team but now she was in charge of people who wanted to become X-Men, who had not been X-Men before. It was a rather tough decision and she was honored she was put in charge after all, but now she had to figure out what to do. Streak left and went up to the control room with Raina, asking for a thumbs up.
"You guys ready for this?" she asked, she would not put up her thumb until the other two signalled that they were ready. All the while, Fade was devising a plan on how to get by this, what they would do. They would have to figure out which side needed protection and because mutants were stronger, it might turn out that the humans needed protection. Still, the police could get involved and with human weapons, the mutants might need protection. Really, there was no way of telling until the two forces began to move and act, then she would blurt out what was next and try to figure out which way was the best approach to preserving the peace.
