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.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Dec 18, 2013 16:34:05 GMT -6
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“Yikes.” Something as simple as the hiccups making a mutant's control of their power falter? It must be scary to have powers like Kaitlyn's.
“I don't like jerks much, eithah. People shouldn't pick on othahs in general.” Hearing about the bully brought Clyde back to elementary school, where all he understood about his situation was that he was the shortest kid in the class. Being picked on so much, he had gotten into a fair few fights himself. It never helped since the other kids were bigger and stronger. In the end, there wasn't much he could do to shield himself from their cruel remarks other than avoid them and harden his personality.
Clyde couldn't say he agreed with Kaitlyn's actions, though. “I don't think using yo powah like that was a good idea, though. You say that the world hates us and you don't want to make things worse, but the world hates us when we use mutations to hurt othahs. It's kind of countahprodective, isn't it?”
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Dec 18, 2013 15:40:21 GMT -6
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Clyde quickly nodded. “Yes, ma'am.” Few dared to cross the principal, and Clyde didn't have a good reason to risk the consequences for doing so.
He didn't think Elke had a good reason to, either, but she crossed her anyways. She didn't look sorry at all for stealing the backpack. Behavior like that made Clyde wonder if she respected anyone at all.
The teen wasn't getting off easy, either. The principal was right; things would have been easier if he'd reported the stolen backpack, and Clyde might not have been dragged into the mess.
Sticking out their tongues at the teen? Really? That was quite immature. The principal obviously didn't approve, as she grabbed both Elke and clone by the ear. Clyde watched as she dragged them, followed by the big teen, towards the administration building.
He then turned away and jogged the opposite direction. If he didn't hurry, he was going to be late for class.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Dec 16, 2013 0:03:49 GMT -6
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“I wasn't around for eithah one. I don't even know who Gabriel is.” A lot of power mismanagement incidents happened at the school, so tales of one got mixed with stories of others. Heh. Maybe she made up those stories so she'd have something to brag about. He didn't know, but he wasn't going to put it past her.
“I can see how it would be a hassle.” A person with such a destructive power was under a lot of pressure to keep it under control. Maybe he could be considered lucky in the sense that his power couldn't be considered dangerous, and he, at this point, wasn't using it on accident.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Dec 15, 2013 23:38:47 GMT -6
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Clyde wasn't sure if it was because he was having troubles thinking in the state he was in, but he still couldn't understand why this guy was acting so strangely.
“Y-you,” Clyde answered, confused. He glanced around the room, just in case there was someone else present that he was unaware of. There wasn't. “Who else would I be talking to? Yo the only one heah.”
Could this guy not understand what he was saying? Paranoia told Clyde that the other teen was just acting that way to irritate him. But, he could be wrong.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Dec 9, 2013 20:15:51 GMT -6
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Clyde stared at Kaitlyn. She could make things explode? That was, honestly, a little scary. Especially since she mentioned that she lost control of it at times. Yep, he could see why thugs would leave her alone. But she wasn't doing detonating anything at the moment, so he shouldn't be afraid of her.
“I have to say it is one of those powahs everyone's scared of,” Clyde admitted, shrugging. “Though, as long as you ahn't hurting people with it, they shouldn't be.”
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Dec 9, 2013 15:58:55 GMT -6
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What was he talking about? Clyde was not afraid of fire. A lot of things weren't making sense. Attempted suicide was never funny, yet he acted like he agreed with him.
“No! I don't think it's funny that you neahly killed yoself!,” Clyde snapped. “You know I'm not some callous-”
Clyde stopped. There he was, arguing with him again. That was the last thing he wanted to do around a potentially suicidal classmate. Maybe he was insensitive after all. “I... really didn't think it was funny,” he mumbled, looking back down.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Dec 8, 2013 1:11:58 GMT -6
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“I know,” Clyde agreed. “Unless it's something cool and completely undah control. Who wouldn't want to fly oh run a hundred miles an houh?” Seriously, most of the normal teens wouldn't mind having such powers. But his own was neither cool nor completely under control.
Though, he didn't know the circumstances with Kaitlyn and her mutation. The sarcasm in her tone made him wonder. “So you hate yo powah as well?” he asked casually. She looked normal, but there were a lot of other potential downsides.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Dec 4, 2013 23:36:01 GMT -6
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I thought I'd let the people threading with me know that my posting will be pretty limited the rest of this week and the next due to finals. Once that's over, I'll be back in business.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Dec 4, 2013 23:13:29 GMT -6
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Was it possible to describe exactly how annoying Clyde found Carrick? If Carrick was going to continue poking fun at his height, he was going to have to make it a point to return the favor every once in a while. “Yes, I'm short. The fact is already hammahed in deep. So shut up about it, Feathahhead. And yeah, I can grow a bit tallah than you if I wanted.” He then shrugged. “But why would I? I'm perfectly comfortable with my height, unlike someone else I know.”
Oh, what a lie. The real reason Clyde didn't want to become older was because he was worried about straining Bryce's old clothes. But that crook didn't need to know that, right?
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Nov 23, 2013 20:27:08 GMT -6
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Clyde shifted his weight uneasily. Was he supposed to feel so bad? WHAJ had still treated him like dirt. Yet, he felt like he was going to throw up. He couldn't even think clearly. Clyde struggled to hold himself together because this guy was looking at him right now, questioning him.
“...What? No...” Clyde tried to respond. He wasn't sure what this guy was talking about. “I... didn't want to say it was funny.” His gaze returned to the floor as he spoke.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Nov 19, 2013 21:20:06 GMT -6
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Of course suicide wasn't funny. He hadn't realized what had happened when he used the word, and now he was mentally kicking himself for failing to figure it out sooner. The guy he argued with attempted to kill himself; that was what was wrong. Even if he disliked him, the idea that he contributed to his near-death made him sick to the stomach.
“I... I d-didn't...” Clyde stammered. His head drooped down. He didn't know what he was supposed to say or if there was even anything he could say.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Nov 18, 2013 17:06:53 GMT -6
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He stuck his hand in a fire on purpose? Wow. “Funny, the only people that do that ah the ones who want to-”
Die.
The color drained from Clyde's face. People were saying a teen tried to take his life. He had not guess that he would be this guy. The last words Clyde said in the previous conversation came back to haunt him.
You could go find the biggest cliff you can and jump off of it.
Translation: Go die.
Clyde stood in place, frozen. He tried to say something, but instead choked. What had he done?
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Nov 18, 2013 16:23:08 GMT -6
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Sylar didn't plan on staying long. Clyde hadn't expected him to. Sylar seemed to have a harder time with the “not fitting in” thing than he did.
Clyde cringed at the word that came out of Sylar's mouth. Mutie. Coming from another mutant made it non-offensive, but that was the very same term bigots would write on their signs and shout at visible mutants. “Yeah, pretty much. You might not want to use 'mutie,' though. Mutant-hatahs use it a lot,” he replied. Heh, Clyde did wonder where the money came from. Did they have a precog who played the stock market or something?
“It's all right heah,” he answered as honestly as he could. “Sure, strange things happen at times because of all the mutations, and I have a roommate that makes goldfish look intelligent, but at least it's a place to live and eat. And, theah ah enough people heah that at least try to be undahstanding.”
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Nov 17, 2013 22:01:29 GMT -6
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Admittedly, touching something with the back of the hand was pretty unusual, but Clyde still did not appreciate the tone this guy was using. This was yet another “not surprise,” considering that he had yet to show a common level of respect.
“A fire?” Clyde questioned. “How'd you manage to do that?” Clyde really wondered about that. People usually kept away from open flames. Maybe he'd burned himself in some weird accident.
Posted by Clyde Lambert on Nov 17, 2013 19:50:33 GMT -6
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Clyde clinched his teeth. Did this guy think he was stupid? Of course he knew what a hypocrite was! “I'm not dumb,” he argued, irritated. “A hypocrite's a person who tells people not to do something, then-”
Something Clyde noticed made him pause. There were what appeared to be burn marks on the other teen's left hand. Pretty nasty ones too, at that.
“What did you do to yo hand?” Clyde asked, still eying the scars. “Stick it on a stovetop?”
