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 Cold Steel on Feb 27, 2020 11:53:08 GMT -6
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Sam loved his mutation, it was the only reason he was still alive. He never understood how someone could hate their mutation. Most people that said their mutations were a curse just didn’t have enough will to control it, he too had to master his otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to be so close in proximity to Cora. That being said, ”There is always a worse one.” Sam agreed also glad she didn’t hate her mutation.
”Dad sounds like a smart guy.” Sam said not commenting on the past tense. ”They do talk more valley” Sam said trying to make a joke.
The overconfident icemancer smirked, ”Awesome. You can tell me about your mutation over a climb. Or a drink, not too picky.” Sam said as he turned to his bike and grabbed his helmet. ”You can lead the way. I’ll gladly follow. I need to put some more miles on the new ride anyways. ” he had nowhere in particular to be Sam hoped she had the same free schedule. Wasn’t like he currently had a job at the moment or anyone waiting on him.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 27, 2020 6:22:22 GMT -6
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Sam agreed as he finished the circle back to his bike and he turned to Cora. ”No, ma’am.” he agreed. ”One of the few things I lucked out on genetic lottery makes me immune to the cold. I could be riding around in bathing suit but people would just assume I’m crazy.” Sam said summing it up more clothes in winter makes you less noticeable and sometimes that was a good thing.
”Yep,” Sam said tapping on his new, he looked at the markings. It was a Harley, must have been the newer version of the one his old self bought. Both for comfort and maneuverability, ”Just rode her lot.” Sam said agreeing, ”Got a nice bonus and thought I splurge on myself. Older bike was getting to be a little to dull to ride.” he said. He hadn’t rode old Sam’s bike it was his and frankly young Sam didn’t want to ride on a constant reminder of what he was to become.
”Born and raised in Colorado.” Sam thumbed his chest as he raised an eyebrow. ”If I wasn’t jumping from rocks I wasn’t tagging along with the family.” Sam lied, he had a family. They died, he was kidnapped and raised as a child assassin. He was born and raised in Colorado though, he also did have a ton of experience rock climbing, it was learn to climb or fall to your death. Powers most of the time weren’t an option even back then they had ways of nullifying powers.
”You like backpacking?” Sam asked digging for more interests, ”I’m keen on it.” Sam said teasing her a little for using the word keen.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 27, 2020 6:05:07 GMT -6
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She ignored his hand and wrapped around him and dragged him through the wall and felt himself back on his solid feet. He shrugged a little louder now that they had a metal door between them. ”Investors and government checks I’m sure. Got to teach mutants to control their powers. It’s an investment.” Sam said figuring that was the case, his older self could have given her a better answer but he was here now and he was pretty sure his older self wouldn’t need to sneak around the mansion.
”I’ll have to meet the expert at some point.” Sam said as he started to walk towards the jet. The hanger was pretty spacious even if there was a jet in it. There was a runway that exited some kind of rock face and then the basketball courts opened up above the jet he could see the line where it separated.
Sam looked for the closest security camera and blasted the thing with a beam of ice causing the lens to cover up. Call it paranoia from his old days normally he’d freeze the thing to break it but if he did that he knew someone would have to come fix it. If it was just blurry it just meant a reset.
”Clear.” Sam determined as he gestured towards the jet. ”Welcome to the X-Jet, piloted by none other than yours truly.” Sam said in a mock bow. He decided not to mention who else could fly the jet. He was trying to impress Juniper.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 26, 2020 17:32:45 GMT -6
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Not what he was expecting but she was more beautiful than he was expecting. With the blue helmet off he got a good look at her. Yep, glad he trailed behind her. ”So I gathered.” Sam said with a smirk. Ice slides were far easier to travel on no traffic and he could park anywhere he wanted but it definitely didn’t have the interactions like riding or driving did.
”Frozone?” he looked to his helmet then smirked, ”Yeah, Sam.” he hopped off his bike and took the offered hand. ”Not much of a race though, more likes following the leader.” Sam said with a wink. ”Clear you have way more experience on your bike than I got on mine.” he said summing up his experience.
”Cora...” Sam said trying to commit the name to memory even if it was only for short term. ”Not a lot of people ride in the cold. Must like riding.” Sam said pretending to know something about bikes as he walked around hers pretending to examine it when he was just looking for an excuse to check out Cora.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 26, 2020 16:58:06 GMT -6
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Nodding his head to her question Sam knew to keep clear of the healer. He as for the most part a good guy but both he and his older version hated lectures and apparently the healer was full of them.
When he got to the door he leaned in to Juniper, ”That was the healer. Mind giving us a way in? If I do anything to the key pad they will know I was here again and I’d like to keep it a secret just in case I need to… borrow the jet.” Sam said with a mischievous grin. He knew Gawain would try to kick his butt at the thought but if he ever needed a quick escape this was the place to get one.
Sam nodded his head, ”Makes you wonder who pays for everything right?” the icemancer asked as he offered up his hand for Juniper to take.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 26, 2020 16:45:15 GMT -6
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Normally he wasn’t the type to follow a woman, even rarer he wasn’t the type to follow a woman weaving in and out of traffic. Technically Sam was still deputized so he could pull her over for a traffic violation but when the woman appeared in front of him with the glowing blue helmet he was immediately attracted to her. Like a moth to the flame he followed trying to catch up on his brand new bike. Sam didn’t memorized the make and model of the thing but it was more a cruiser than a crotch rocket.
Sam just bought the bike, good ol’ Sam left his younger self with multiple bank accounts so when he got bored he did what the ladies called therapy shopping. This time he bought a bike. Last time it was a car. He now had two of each. Old Sam’s rides and now his.
After a goose chase around some city blocks he finally caught up to the woman who was leaning on her bike. The ice man smirked from under his own helmet made of ice then took it off. Sam wasn’t wearing a jacket despite the weather, black T-shirt, jeans and some steel toe boots. ”Man, got to say I think I lost you for a moment.” the icemancer said with a laugh. He stayed on his bike but was closer to the side of the road like the woman.
Hitting the kickstand down he smirked, ”You cut me off.” Sam said simply then looked to her bike. ”Digging the blue.”
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 26, 2020 16:34:44 GMT -6
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It was weird to hear that Eve had dated Gawain she was a kid and well, heck. He was a kid now as well so it didn’t’ seem that weird. No the fact that Gawain had a pregnant girlfriend was weird. They sold protection. That shouldn’t happen. He kept his thoughts to himself as he navigated the skies making sure to hit international waters as soon as possible. The jet had stealth capabilities but it would have been hard to get to New Zealand if he had to survive a dogfight in the air first. Not to mention ‘lil V’ next to him. He didn’t want her to have that forever ingrained in her memories the first time he took her flying.
When she said sorta Sam smirked, ”Sorta huh?” Sam asked trying not to laugh. ”Next time I’m hoping I can give you a packing list. Rule of thumb, clothes, navigation tools, water purifying tablets and a knife.” he knew he shouldn’t be telling the kid to carry a knife in her bunny backpack but he had a feeling if he looked through there he’d find some more questionable things so he didn’t bother. He had to focus on flying for now.
”There we go.” Sam said when he heard her promise. ”Got to cover my ***” Sam said swearing in front of her and not really thinking much of it, she heard it before she had the word memorized. ”The staff will know I taught you if you take the jet for a test drive. Not everyone is as cool as me.” Sam said with a little laugh at his own joke.
”Alright this part of flying is boring” Sam said as he was reading the navigation tools. They were heading in the right direction that was all that mattered.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 26, 2020 16:15:37 GMT -6
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Sam smirked assuming Ami was eye rolling at him. His attention was focused on the woman at the moment. color=48D1CC]”Done.”[/color] he agreed to the Empanadas and Cola. He wasn’t a pop drinker but he’d deal with it. She was cute and the dainty bite was even cuter.
”Right?” Sam replied looking back to Ami who was starting to bite into it. He was hoping it would make her a little less aggressive but of course he didn’t verbalize it. She had a long night, she was shot and hung over. Once Sam was satisfied that there was no lasting damage and if he couldn’t convince Ami to go see Doc he’d at least leave her with a pair of ice blocks. One for her head and one for her shoulder.
Sam turned back to Lenna”ice to meet you Lenna. Beautiful name by the way. I’m Sam.” he put the burrito on top of the lid of his drink and offered her a hand to shake. If she didn’t take it he’d go back to the burrito.
”You gonna let me take a look at that shoulder champ?” Sam asked Ami while he was smiling at Lenna.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 26, 2020 16:03:20 GMT -6
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Shrugging, ”Old Sam was old and fat.” he said summing up old yes, fat no but he was a drunk so he just assumed he had a beer gut. ”Eh, I got thicker skin than that.” he said smirking at Juniper. ”But thanks.” he said sincerely but tried not to make it seem like it mattered too much to him because he’d never admit it.
The icemancer looked back to Juniper and raised an eyebrow as he rounded some stairs to the next level lower. ”Fake I.D.?” Sam faked a shocked look. ”I don’t believe it.” he then kept moving down the stairs. Most kids now had a fake I.D. Sam was one of them but his was also his older self so it was him technically. He didn’t pry as to why she had a fake I.D. to drive it wasn’t any of his business unless she wanted to share. That was one of the beautiful things about this friendship.
The icemancer nodded his head as he jumped a few stairs to the next floor then started to head to the basement. ”Yep, official X-men stuff.” Sam agreed, X-Men stuff and whatever else X-Men wanted to use it for. ”I don’t know if someone is always guarding it, just last time I started the thing up one of the teachers started to yell till I got out of the thing.”
Sam shrugged, ”Every time after that there just happened to be someone walking down here. Kinda hard to sneak in there if you are in plan view.” Sam said as he stopped before the basement hallway. Sam held up his hand then looked around the corner.
There was someone in the hallway. Sam knew him as DocProf the healer. He was walking down the hallway reading something. Looking back to Juniper and holding up his hand to hold position. The icemancer started to make it colder. Sam pointed next to himself in the stairs and willed an ice clone to jump the rest of the flight and run down the hallway towards the danger room. “Sam stop running! I don’t care how old you are!” Doc called as he looked back at his paperwork and entered another room. The whooshing sound of the doors closing meant the cost was clear.
Sam looked back up to Juniper and gave the thumbs up and the move out gesture. ”First time he was here.” Sam whispered as he tiptoed past the war room, thankfully the doors were still shut. Sam started sneaking down the hallway over exaggerating his tiptoeing.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 26, 2020 15:41:52 GMT -6
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The icemancer started dribbling the ball slowly at first trying to get back into the swing of things then started to pick things up. He was focused then heard a voice. From a tall dude, taller than him dude something else that was off putting to Sam. ”Yep.” was all Sam offered at first still dribbling but slowing down as he looked at the guy.
Sam looked around; there was enough room for him to go somewhere else so why was he asking Sam to join. He stopped then bounced passed to the dude, just to get him to stop posing. Sam doubted he could take him on one on one just because he was so tall but then again maybe he’d get lucky and have the speed?
”Guess, you can join.” that’s right Sam was doing something his older self probably wouldn’t do he was interacting with someone he had no intention of getting anything out of. ”Just want to shoot or you looking more for a one on one? I haven’t played in years so I’m rusty.” Sam offered.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 26, 2020 15:28:32 GMT -6
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Apparently he was mistaken. There was no way he could have known her. When she put her hand on his cheek Sam didn’t know what to expect. Normally he’d take this as a n opportunity to lean in for a kiss, he found her attractive so he assumed she was doing this for a reason. However, he used his better judgment and didn’t.
His eyes matched hers and then he reached his hand up and started to peel back her mask. If she pulled away he would have stopped but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he knew her now. Especially with how close they were. The ice dropped on his face and he stared at her.
”…Holy S*** cheerleader!?!” Sam gasped and took a step back. ”It’s Sam. You saved me when I was like ten or something.” Sam said laughing then pulling the woman into a big bear hug and lifted the woman off the ground. ”I’m so glad you are okay!” he said genuinely then set her down.
”When did this start?” he looked her up and down and then gestured to everything. ”Looking hot.” Sam nodded his head. Normally he would have felt bad about hitting on cheerleader but this was a new Sam one who purposely did things different than what he would have done.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 26, 2020 6:25:34 GMT -6
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The icemancer caught the look from his dog and almost detected a wink as Bruno was getting pets. ’The look said this could be you but you are too busy.’ Sam rolled his eyes as he exited his room and shut the door behind him. Willing an extra large ice ball to life Bruno’s tail started to wag excitedly. Throwing it down the hall Bruno gave chase, ”Outside boy.” the dog then rounded the hallway to leave Sam and Juniper to their mischief.
”Ah… the blonde.” Sam said as he started to walk towards the danger room. The Jet was on the same floor but the opposite side of the mansion. ”Hot blonde… you mean Serena.” he added a little venom in her name. ”Hot yes, full of lectures though. Kept talking about how old me was better.” Sam scoffed and rolled his eyes.
”Danger room is indeed cool, tis my happy place. Let me know when you want to go down there next and you won’t have to sneak in.” he said, ”I got codes to everything in here.” Sam summed up the mansion.
”So it’s safe to say you’ve never been inside a jet either?” Sam said with a smirk. ”Well you, Juniuary are in for a treat.” Sam cursed, ”Thought I had one.” add that to the list of names not to call her.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 25, 2020 21:23:40 GMT -6
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She jumped and Sam smirked he was tired but she seemed to give him a little energy, ”At some point.” Sam agreed as he was poked and cleaned he leaned into it a little. It was more comforting than he cared to admit it was a long week.
”Danger room.” Sam nodded his head in conformation. ”One of the few places I can get my head on straight. Less thinking helps.” he smirked. No one could ever say he over thought.
”Anything huh?” Sam said raising his eyebrow and opening his bedroom door. ”I should be good. You might be the pick me up I need. Just let me change shirts real quick.” As soon as he opened his door Bruno bolted past him to Juniper and started to dance around her.
”Man, even he is more excited to see you.” Sam laughed as he took off his shirt and threw it into what he called the ‘burn’ pile that started collecting for the week. He hadn’t thrown any of the shirts out yet but they varied from acid splashes to knife holes and now fire damage. He sighed and grabbed his next shirt out of the closet.
Putting on a RHCP shirt he sighed and smacked his face. ”What did you have in mind? Been meaning to look at the Jet. Haven’t really found a good time. Always someone down there. Have you been to the danger room?” Sam said throwing out two possibilities.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 25, 2020 20:59:26 GMT -6
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”Love the confidence V, might want to show one thumb instead of two. I’m getting chewed out for sure when I get back and if they find out you are here I’m a dead man. Becca scares me.” Sam said shaking his head. The jet started to hum to life as the courts opened and away the went lifting into the sky and taking off.
Sam’s phone started to ring and he sent it to voicemail then threw the phone a seat or two behind him trying not to think about it. ”I don’t have time to memorize the layout normally I need a few days to get everything down and a few hours of recon but I don’t have time. I’m hoping this is all a false alarm but my teacher might be in trouble.” Po was defiantly in trouble he also said teacher coldly.
While Sam grew up being trained by Po their relationship was a difficult one both being forced to interact with each other probably didn’t help and any time after T.A.T. after the last year or so before he came to the mansion… okay it might have been a year for Sam now but Po it was closer to thirteen years or fourteen. How old was he?
”You’re job is pretty easy. Do what you do, memorize those documents. I have electrical layouts, plumbing and building layout. I also have a few more bits of information about the facilities under it as well. Again, this what?” Sam asked looking for one of his earlier rules.
”When you get that done I’ll school you a bit on flying long as you promise not to fly without me or someone I know can fly got it?” Sam said curtly ”I’ll stop teaching you this stuff if you can’t follow the rules. Even if I bend them doesn’t mean you get to right?” Sam asked hoping she’d give him the right answer again.
The bunny caught his eye when he turned his head because his phone was ringing again. ”You packed clothes in that right?” Sam asked again hoping he got the right answer again. It would be at least two days he just assumed she knew what he meant when he said back a bag mission time.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 25, 2020 20:25:41 GMT -6
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”Number one rule… this didn’t happen. You weren’t here and I went on my own got it?” Sam said as he slowly started to flick some toggles. He was moving slowly so his unofficial student Eve could memorize what he was doing. She had a handful of other things to memorize as he flew but he knew it would only take seconds for her and it was a rather long flight even in the jet.
Sam then added, ”Other than that. Listen to what I say and stay out of danger.” he opened the basketball courts. It was night, dead of night to be exact he didn’t give Eve a lot of time to pack but then again this was kind of a rush rob it was a rescue after all. ”Buckle up kid, jet doesn’t have that good of insurance.”
He left Gawain/Maya and Becca a note. He knew he’d get chewed out for this kicked out of the mansion even but there were few people that could get him to the point where he was actually worried for someone. This person never asked for help.
The note read:
Surprise surprise. I needed to borrow the jet. I don’t have time to explain, someone needs my help and I have to go alone. I’m not gonna make the same mistakes my older self made dragging anyone else into this. I’ll be fine…. It’s fiiiiiiiiiine.
P.S. Feed Bruno and Cammie also don’t listen to Serena, I found them that way.
-Ciao Sam!
Two hours earlier
Sam woke to Bruno growling loudly at his closet, he didn’t know what it was at first until he opened the closet but when he did his stomach sank. It was his safe where a high-pitched ringing could be heard. Maybe not the most practical signals but he would have found it in the morning if it weren’t for Bruno. It was an old communication device he had that went off with the push of a button. It would send out your information to it’s counterpart. Sam only used this with one other person so he knew who was trying to contact him.
Rummaging through his safe he found the piece and hit the button to play the message. Sam sat on the ground his stomach-sinking trough the floor as he heard the ragged voice his former master, teacher, and sensei whatever you wanted to call Polemes. Po for short.
Po was in Sam’s opinion the only thing that kept him going for as long as he had during his time with T.A.T. Po was for the most part strict but Sam also knew that like him Po was a prisoner and from what Sam could tell he wanted no part of it which was why Sam was happy when he escaped because Po was nowhere to be seen when he did meaning Sam didn’t have to fight one of the few people he respected. Po being the brilliant tactician that he was used Sam’s escape to hide his own. In fact Po was one of several who used the time to escape. Good ol’ Sam great at distractions.
“N.Z. 0612. Keep away.”
Jumping up and running to his computer and unlocking the file he looked at the prints and cursed. It was a former T.A.T. facility.
