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.
Listening to Emily’s memory of her dad’s trips sounded a bit unsettling. Victoria was a little sad that the girls mum would rather drink her night away than spend time with her family. She had to remind herself that every family was different. She was at least happy that her dad spent time with Emily.
One little sentence pretty much summed up the answer to the question of powers. “I know what you mean.” She imagined either of them might feel differently if they had different abilities. Maybe things that could help people somehow. Make trees grow or make it rain where it’s needed. But no, in Victoria’s case she could only help herself and harm others. What good was that?
Nodding, Victoria agreed with everything Bailey said. Performing music for people really was fun when you could see their reactions. That just made it all so much better when you’re already doing something you enjoy. “Yes, I completely agree with you.”
“If I could play all those instruments at once, that would be quite an accomplishment. Maybe if I had more arms I could do that.” She moved her arms in wobbly motions as if they were tentacles from an octopus and giggled as she did it. “I could open my own show in Las Vegas or something. Or! Maybe you could play some of the instruments too.”
Watching the boy’s cheeks fill with red embarrassment was quite a thing to behold. His awkwardness was rather amusing in a way. “Oh yes! You should most definitely do that! And send him pictures of yourself with a cardboard cutout of him also.” She nodded as if being serious, but only briefly before giggling and shaking her head letting Bailey know she was kidding. Of course she was but it was fun joking with the boy.
After taking a moment to settle down from the joking Victoria sat up straight and looked at Bailey as if trying to project her mental images from her eyes to his. “Oh good! I think you’ll like her. Estonia is beautiful! It’s magical! You almost expect fairies and other mythical creatures to just step out of the forests and greet you. The more modern cities aren’t much different than here. Lots of lights and events such as concerts. One time my family took me to a park on the edge of the city at night and they set up candles all around. It was amazing!” She took a few moments to reflect and smile. “What is it like in Canada?”
Victoria burst out laughing when Bailey continued joking with her. He was very polite and fun. She was enjoying her time in the ice cream shop.
Being back in the mansion was nice and reminded the girl that she had a safe place to go. It had become her home away from home. This was where her new family lived. The thought of having such a place in her life made her feel good.
Even with that good feeling there was still an emptiness inside her. She had friends when she was here the first time, and though she still hadn’t seen any of them she was making new friends. That still wasn’t enough though. There was still a connection missing. Her teachers. The adults she had gotten to know and learn from.
Mr. Holloway, the first teacher Victoria had met. He was so kind and helpful. He showed he really cared about the others living in the mansion. He had helped the girl get over being nervous as a new student. She missed him.
Then there was her second and last teacher. Sam. He taught her not to be afraid. To stand up for herself and others. He taught her she could do more than she expected of herself. He taught her to fight. A lesson she didn’t forget and had continued to work on even in her absence. She used that lesson on the ones who took Ned and his music shop from her.
These two people had impacted Victoria’s core and she need to find them. So she made her way to the offices in search of her teachers.
The pain. THE PAIN! It had to stop. It must stop. She felt as if she had been thrown into a bonfire. She didn’t dare move as she didn’t want to accidently expose herself again. Oh the pain.
She heard someone reply to her plea for help. “Please! Cover the sun. PLEEEAASE!!?” Maybe if the sunlight was blocked she could try to get some help. Someone in the mansion must know how to help her. Maybe someone could just make the pain go away.
“Oh wow! That’s really great that you won awards with your band! I haven’t won anything like that. I just really like to sing and play music, but if it brings joy to others then that’s the best part of all.” She gave a warm smile. It was wonderful to find someone who enjoyed music in more ways than just listening to it.
Victoria giggled softly when Bailey caught himself after tripping over his own thought. “You know, I’ve never tried playing them all together. That would be something though wouldn’t it?” She shot him a playful wink trying to help him recover some dignity.
“I’m not sure why you don’t want anyone to know you like another person’s music. Music is to be enjoyed whether you like the beat or the song holds a deeper meaning. It’s all about expression, and even though a song might be written to express less happy feelings it could still have a sound to it that someone else might take joy in.” At least that’s how she felt about it. “If you want to listen to someone different I recommend an artist named Kerli. She’s from Estonia also.”
Thinking for a moment Victoria cocked her head in the direction bailey had so she was looking right at him. “Well.” She leaned forward and motioned for him to get closer as well. She waited until he was as close as he dared to be then took a quick glance around before returning to Bailey. “I did just have ice cream in a shop that was closed, but because a boy that worked there had to find his phone I ended up getting ice cream.” She blinked at him a couple times with her big red eyes then sat back and giggled.
A moment of peace? Was she going to be able to relax and fall back asleep fully? Things had calmed down. No more poking, no voices calling out. A deep relaxing breath and now a smooth journey back to sleep land.
That would have been nice anyway. However, it was not the course of action that took place. Instead it was the age old ‘pull the covers off the bed’ trick. It was surely the nastiest trick ever pulled on someone who was sleeping. It had to have been devised by a parent, but now it was so well known that anyone could do it. And so now it was being done to Victoria.
The covers were pulled and let the light and warmth of the sun shine from the window to the bed right on Victoria. A second after the sunlight touched her exposed skin on her face and arms the areas started to turn red. It was just like a sunburn, but this was turning more red very quickly and another second or two was followed by searing pain. Victoria’s eyes shot open as she screamed at the top of her lungs. It hurt soo much and she was in shock not knowing what happened. She tried to get away from the light and in doing so exposed more skin on her other arm. More pain! She did her best to crash to the floor and crawl under the bed to escape the death rays. She screamed again as sun touched her legs in the process.
Huddling in a fetal position under the bed she cried. So much pain and it wasn’t going away. She had never been exposed to the sun until now. Her family curse was terrifyingly real. Most of her arms and face were red as well as parts of her legs. “Please make it stop” she whimpered and sobbed.
Talking about music was always a good thing with Victoria. She loved music! It was something that reminded her of her mother as well as being something she enjoyed listening to or performing. When she was able to play and sing at Ned’s music store she felt happy and free of worries. The fact that Bailey also played music made Victoria cheer back up and straighten her posture.
“Oh, that’s wonderful! I bet you’re good at it.” She smiled in a cheerfully reassuring manner. “Do you only play at your school or do you play at other times too like with friends or on your own?” It was great that she found someone with a similar interest. It was great that it was her favorite interest. “I can play piano, guitar, violin and a few other instruments but not as well. As for singing, I love singing lots of stuff. I like some modern songs and some older ones too. Just kind of depends what mood I’m in I think, but I’m starting to like more rock and metal songs. What about you? What do you sing?”
The list of ‘weird things’ Bailey listed off made Victoria giggle a bit. Not what she was expecting at all. Not even compared to what she brought up as a possibility. “That’s actually really impressive that you can recite Shakespeare. I’ve read some of his plays and that’s about the extent of it for me.” Another soft smile was directed at Bailey. “And umm…now I can tell people I know where all their random missing socks are.” Victoria stood up, and as if talking to a crowd, turned to her side while pointing at the boy. “He’s got your socks! Right here!” She couldn't help but laugh this time.
After taking a moment to recompose herself she shook her head. "I don't think I do anything weird really." Not unless you count drinking blood weird.
More pokes. Pokes make sleeping harder to do, doesn’t everyone know that? Shouldn’t they know that? The bed is all nice and comfy and made for sleeping. Day time is for sleeping, especially when you’re up all night.
Victoria nodded in acknowledgment. Last time she was here it was less than a year before she left the mansion. Wasn’t it? She knew it wasn’t too long before she spent time away. There were people she called friends whom she had met at the mansion though. Where were they now?
A pleasant smile spread over her face when Emily said she knew of Estonia. She was the first person who knew what Victoria was referring to even if she only heard of it. That still counted in Victoria’s book. “My dad went on business trips sometimes also. He’d usually bring back little gifts for my mother and I.”
Emily’s mentioning of powers made Victoria withdraw some. She always hated when this part came up. At the same time, she was curious as to what other people had or could do. She remembered Sam could control ice and Serena could control blood. She missed Serena. “Do you mind if I ask what kind of powers you have?”
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“There aren’t as many places open as during the day time I’m sure, but there are enough to keep someone occupied at least. The best thing I found was a music store. The many who owned it would let me play on some of the instruments and sing songs. I think part of it was because people would hear me and come into the shop. Then most times he’d end up selling them something. So, I guess it was a pretty good deal.” Victoria paused and looked down at the counter. “At least it was.”
Looking down at her hands and fidgeting with her fingers she recalled the night those punks ruined everything. She sat there not showing any sign of her previously cheerful demeanor. Now she was as expressive and as warm as a statue. Victoria was suppressing the emotions she felt that night as best she could. It was a terrible time and she needed to try to move on.
Shaking her head slightly and blinking as if coming out of a daze she looked bac to Bailey. “I’m sorry.” She diverted to the topic where she could learn more about him now. “What kind of weird things could you do? Like hop on one foot while juggling eggs?” It was the first random thing she could think of.
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“It does suck, but I do what I can when I can. I’m pretty used to it.” She gave a reassuring grin even though Bailey was literally beating himself up. Part of her felt bad, but he wasn’t hurting himself. In fact, it was more comical than punishment.
Before Victoria could give another reply to Bailey, he again started apologizing and making gestures that he was messing up. “I don’t think you are an idiot. A little goofy maybe, but not an idiot.” She winked back to him hoping to show him that she knew he wasn’t serious about his stealing ice cream statement. Besides, if anyone were to ask they could just say they were only eating the bit that was overflowing over the edges of the containers. They were just getting rid of the excess is all. Nothing wrong with that. Right?
“I enjoy finding different shops that are open at night. I like listening to music from something playing on the speakers of a store or restaurant to street musicians. Meeting new people is nice too. So is looking at the stars.” For a moment she had a smirk on her face while remembering some of those aforementioned likes. She refocused on the boy. “So, it’s not boring at all.”
Bailey returned to the topic of Victoria’s allergy as if trying to figure out a cure or at least some sort of possible idea of how to minimize her reaction to the Sun. Was he trying to be sweet or was he going to try dissecting her next? “All I know is the Sun burns me, and I was born this way.” She shrugged.
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A continued conversation was usually a good sign. Sometimes it meant the other person was interested in either talking about a topic or maybe interested in the speaker. Other times it meant they were trying to be polite and not just shrug off others. Either way it was nice that Emily kept replying.
“It took me a little bit to make friends when I was here the first time. I haven’t seen any of them since I’ve been back, but I’m always open to making new friends.” Victoria grinned in a cheerful manner. “How long have you been here?” She stopped there as she didn’t want to overwhelm Emily with a ton of questions. Take it slow.
“Oh, that’s cool. I’ve seen lots of pictures from around the UK. Very pretty places. I came from Estonia. It’s not as well-known as the Uk or many other European countries, but it’s pretty also. I got here when I was 12.”
