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 Jan 23, 2020 15:38:16 GMT -6
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Any look was cool enough for him. Sam smirked and stood up clearly she didn’t know him then. The eye patch wasn’t a common accessory. If that didn’t stand out they probably didn’t run into each other. ”What? No Molotov? What a monster!” Sam asked trying to act surprise. He had used them many a times when needed. They were great at clearing rooms and distractions everything a young girl needed to do.
”I do happen to like going into the danger room, I also happen to like explosives. Only when I set them though, and from a safe distance. I do not like being right next to them.” Sam said firmly. He did not like being surprised with explosives, it happened way more than he liked.
”I don’t really remember the mansion but the danger room remembers me. There are a bunch of simulations saved from when I was older. Tons.” Sam looked to the book then the kid. ”You got trouble getting in there?”
Sam smirked, ”Not much of an adult supervisor type but apparently I was a teacher here. If you want to go we can but we just got to be safe right?”
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 23, 2020 15:29:50 GMT -6
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It was the danger room of course they had sharks! The place had everything you could think of. Sharks in Sam’s opinion were the least surprising thing especially if the rest of Old Sam’s simulations continue as they had been. ”Ha! You aren’t!?!” Sam asked as the waves started to get a little more choppy, this time the water that his ice had been blocking started to retain it instead of prevent it from entering.
”Why would you come to the danger room with a dress on!” Sam asked now yelling as he cracked another merman who pulled himself up near the girl who clearly didn’t know what training meant. Why did she have all the jewelry on?
”Anything to help us end the simulation! If you can’t fight you can think right?” Sam asked as a tentacle shot from the water close to where the fin went down. He cracked it with a bat then realized he wasn’t gonna have the same luck knocking it out of the park like he could with the mermen/women. Turning the bat he willed it into the form of a trident and slammed down severing the tentacle from whatever body it belonged to. Trident was a good call; if the woman didn’t mention Poseidon earlier he probably would have come up with something that was easier to swing like a sword.
”What can you do?” Sam asked as he got closer to the woman holding up the trident in a defensive stance. He slammed his foot down and the ice the door was on/in developed spikes outwards making it hard for things to grab them.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 21:39:51 GMT -6
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Did he know her? He didn’t know. There wasn’t really anyone mentioned about Evelyn at least not from the files he saw it had all the access to his old teammates maybe some other people he knew were in there. If she was thirty and he was thirty though there was a good chance they knew each other. Better chance they dated. Sam doubted his older self would have not hit on a woman. He wouldn’t. ”That is a lot of time.” Sam agreed. He thought it was rough being under the legal drinking age and owning a bar. If he was de-aged that far back, he’d be hopeless.
Sam crouched down a bit so he was eye level with Evelyn and he covered one eye with his free hand. ”Well Evee, we could have. I used to live here too. Apparently I had an eye patch, still have it. Don’t need it.” that wasn’t who he was just like he was sure the girl wasn’t who she was. If so she would have been on the old soul side.
”But, we know each other now and now you get to learn everything for the first time. Kinda cool for someone who doesn’t forget things. I always love learning something new.” Sam stood up, ”Like yesterday, apparently my cat doesn’t like my dirty socks being left out. She piled them up for me.” Sam snapped his fingers, ”I also learned the mansion’s fridge is always full.” Sam nodded his head, ”Kinda cool.”
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 18:18:11 GMT -6
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It didn’t slow, just nudged the door and remained below the surface. Sam cursed and iced his feet over trying to lock himself onto the door. Hoping that if the door was iced over it would also mean he couldn’t fall off. Unfortunately for the late swimmer that meant it was probably getting colder.
”White whale? Nope.” the top fin didn’t add up for a whale, unless it was an albino Orca. ”Shark?” he wasn’t really asking just work shopping. It was clear that the woman didn’t want to be there but there was no reason to stop training. He was pretty sure he could figure it out he did make this scenario for some reason. He still had no idea what it was for.
A blast of ice shot from one hand towards the water and froze over lifting the door off the surface of the water. Maybe a little more room will prevent the shark? ”You gonna sit there or help?” Sam asked as he formed a baseball bat and cranked a jumping merman who landed on the small platform of ice under the door.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 15:50:07 GMT -6
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Sam heard the curse and started to laugh as he dodged a mermaid this time with a knife made of sharks teeth. Again, old Sam was creative. When he looked over to see the woman struggling towards him in the water he debated not even going to help it was after all a simulation then again, the water felt real. Maybe drowning was a simulation as well.
Sam’s feet still frozen to the door he bent down and willed some propellers to form on the back of the door. He directed the door to the woman hoping not to hit her with said door. When he got close the propellers fell off the door and into the water. His feet unfroze and he reached for the woman’s hand. ”Everyone else just calls me Sam. Hurry up!”
Behind a woman a large fin erupted from the water, Sam thought instantly of the jaws theme. Even he had seen the move. ”Double time!” Sam said blasting a beam of cold behind the woman trying to slow what looked like a big shark.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 15:44:32 GMT -6
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The kid before him was odd to say the least but it was a school for mutants and most would say he was the odd one. Most kids weren’t raised, as assassins he was meaning his upbringing would probably be the oddest. Then again, maybe she wasn’t a kid. The way she talked she sounded more like an old lady. Sam decided not to say anything until after she mentioned the echoes.
”Fair assumption.” Sam nodded his head, ”Thank you for that, I already got a lot on my mind, don’t need more voices in there. Hard enough listing to myself.” Sam said trying to make a joke that she probably wouldn’t get. Apparently old Sam heard a lot of things.
”No touching.” Sam nodded his head and accepted the book making sure not to touch her. ”Respect, not a big fan of people touching me either.” Sam looked at the cover, ”You know quite a bit then huh?” Sam said glancing at the cover that was handed to him. ”I’m Sam.” he held the book in his hand then gave a slight wave instead of offering a hand to shake.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 15:32:12 GMT -6
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Shirtless Sam scowled at the response. Wasn’t there a light or something telling people the danger room was in use? Now he had only been here… he only remembered the past few days everything was still pretty new. ”Think they want to be called merfolk.” Sam corrected her. She might have not been able to see the faces but there wasn’t snake hair so to Sam they were merfolk.
”Well I didn’t know I needed to. Still new here. Sorry.” it wasn’t really an apology more of a sarcastic one. Young Sam was very sarcastic more so than older Sam. Sam turned back to the simulation and then added, ”You can join if you want but you should probably start heading this way. I think the door is important.” Sam said as he added, ”Danger Room start.”
The room cracked back into motion as Sam sidestepped the merman who poked his flesh. A little blood running down his side he shot a beam of ice and froze the creature. He bobbed up on the surface of the water as another wave threatened to capsize the door. His feet froze to the door as it rolled. Covered in water Sam surfaced to see where the new comer was.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 15:20:44 GMT -6
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”What a coincidence, I’m pretty new here too. Kind of.” Sam didn’t want to elaborate on the kind of but was willing to if asked he just found it weird to mention he used to be thirty and lived here for years. He was no longer thirty and he clearly didn’t know where anything was here.
Sam already thought she was a pretty decent person, Bruno while he was large and sometimes super drooly was still pretty awesome and it seemed a good judge of character. ”You can talk to dogs?” Sam asked pretty impressed. ”What did he say? And does he have an accent?” Sam never had a dog… well he had a dog but this was still a relatively confusing time for him and he found himself wondering that every time he looked at Bruno.
”Boyfriend?” Sam asked, ”Must be a lucky guy, be a nice surprise I’m sure.” Sam then raised an eyebrow. ”I mean, stairs… not really doing anything other than being lost. I can play lookout if you need me to?” Sam offered. ”We can be lost together.” Sam said as he started to walk towards the stairs.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 15:05:18 GMT -6
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”Me!” Sam turning from the now stopped simulation towards the source of the voice. Yup, his ears didn’t stir him wrong. ”Assuming we met before...” Sam got out of his fighting stance and walked closer to the woman. Ex-girlfriend? If not could I buy you a coffee?”
Sam shrugged, ”No clue, but I’ve been using the same codes most of my life. I was worried I got creative with some numbers or letters. You know putting you and I next to each other or something.” the sword dissipated from his hand.
”Didn’t see there was anyone scheduled to be in here. Been here a bit already I can leave if you want me to. Or you could join me on some fun?” Sam put his hands on his hips and then asked with a smirk, ”you are? Other than beautiful.”
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 14:57:13 GMT -6
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This was just getting ridiculous how is this practical in what world would he be stuck on a floating door having to battle fish people jumping out of the water trying to pull him under. The fish people even had weapons. Here he thought mermaids were only supposed to sing to fish. He sidestepped one flying up from the water. A wave was now coming and the rain made the door even more of a slip hazard.
Why did he program this before in the danger room? How often did he find himself in the ocean miles from land during a storm on a door being attack? What kind of life was he living before. Okay, credit to older Sam. He had a wild imagination and it was kind of fun. It was like training from when he was a child but instead of the same drills over and over again he got to find a way to make it fun. The fun was in the ludicrousness of it all.
The simulation paused as he heard the door open the rain froze opstructing his vision from the entrance was it Serena again? When he turned he realized how quickly the simulation could have gone bad. When he turned his bare back skinned against a sword that was made of bone. Now bleeding he counted himself lucky and turned towards the door and away from the merman with the sword who was frozen in midair.
”Thought I locked the door?” Sam yelled to the newcomer.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 14:41:40 GMT -6
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He was older but still easily recognized, it’s the same way you can tell of a photo of yourself from taken from a surveillance video. Older Sam looked rougher, beard shaggier hair and look in his eye he didn’t like seeing. Older Sam had given up, there was no fire in his eye. Also he had one eye. That explained the eye patch. Young Sam looked over to the eye patch and made a small scoff. There was no way he had lost an eye, he was too good for that. However something young Sam was surprised about was the fact he was able to see an older version of himself. He honestly thought he wouldn’t have lived that long.
”If you are watching this then I’m dead. Like screwed dead, dead dead…” Old Sam smirked and started to laugh, ”Naw, just kidding. That’s another tape. I did fake my death, though.” Old Sam said pointing to the screw off in a corner. It wasn’t directed to him, it was directed to whoever gave the person the video. ”Mirror, thank you for being a good friend and not watching this before giving the drive to me. New me.” he paused again, ”and if you watched this before that time then, screw you ***hat.” he shook his head and looked serious again.
”New Sam, I don’t know if it had to do with something Amanda did or another telepath or someone who can alter memories but congrats. You got a knew lease on life.” Old Sam’s motions started to become a little wobbly as his hand rose up and there was a bottle of cheap whiskey. He was drunk. Older Sam was a drunk. Young Sam looked to Gawain and frowned. ”Black eye.” he warned.
Older Sam took a swig and then added his composure back to serious as if he was trying to steady himself older Sam stood up yelled and then threw the bottle. The glass shattered in the background and the video cut out. ”Okay.” young Sam said not moving from where he was. ”Right or left eye?”
Young Sam was about to bolt when the audio started back up, the screen lit back up. ”Sorry about that.” older Sam said his voice sounding like he just woke up, ”I remembered why I was doing this.” Old Sam sniffed and wiped a tear from his eye.
”You hit a knew low, well me. Old you. Anyways, there is a good chance that I did this to you. We had a rough go when we were young and things got good at the mansion. Great even, you found friends, you became a teacher.” Old Sam leaned back smiling as if he was proud. ”The best teacher if I do say so myself. Self defense for kids, yeah kids. You ended up getting a lot of them out of trouble. You might have also caused a few to get into it as well. Isn’t that right Mirror?” Old Sam leaned back into his slouched posture his hands holding each other.
”Probably the best thing to happen to you. Ever. Taught you that you had a lot to learn as well, you even learned to love and more importantly be loved. Then Amanda decided to resurface.” Old Sam leaned over and cracked a beer and let out a loud sigh. ”She’s stronger, more capable of ****ing our life up. She hit us where it hurt, at home. The mansion. You end up getting controlled, kidnapping a few students, the ones you are meant to protect and just like that.” Sam snapped.
The Icemancer took a long swig of the beer and shook his head, ”Worst is, when she controls you, man. You got the world. She gave you a wife and kids. It was paradise. Then, well you being you started to fight the control. When she figured out she couldn’t control you.” Sam finished the can and crushed it in his hands. ”The family you came to love and worship, one violent end after another and when everyone was dead you get to start over again” older Sam put his head in his hands and started to sob. ”You killed them.”
Young Sam watched as his older self started to openly weep, he found it weird for two reasons. One, Gawain was here and watching an older version of himself break down. Two, older Sam decided to film said break down and then trust no one would watch it until the intended party arrived. Meaning older Sam seemed to trust Gawain a great deal.
Older Sam sniffed again and leaned back in the chair his one eye red and cheek striped with tears. ”Even when you were rescued it wasn’t the same. Started when you slept, memories and visions of your family butchered. Eventually you don’t sleep, then you start getting angry, drinking. Even tried to kill yourself. Some hypocrite we are. Preach how there is always another option and then.”
Sam snapped, ”in this drive are files and accounts of most of what we did. I don’t know how long the time gap was but at least there is enough for you to get started. Build something for yourself and if you decide to stick around I know there are enough people here. Good people. They might be able to help. The reason we came to the mansion in the first place was to be better. Make up for the **** we did. I don’t know what you remember but I’m a fighter. Always was. Why I’m able to tell you this.”
”I’m sure it’s confusing but I couldn’t go on living like I was. Too much” older Sam waved his hands around his head and shook his head. ”I did what I had to so we could survive. You’d thank me trust me. Live you life.”
Young Sam watched as the screen went back to the folder after the video cut out. His nostrils flared. ”So… I got rid of my memories?” Sam’s mutation kicked up the cold to express his irritation.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 22, 2020 13:59:23 GMT -6
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Ice… of course. Sam could already do most of those. The mirrors didn’t make sense unless that was a skill he needed for Gawain. Maybe that was used in a combination attack if that was the case and Gawain and him did work together before. ”No, **** ice.” Sam said rolling his eyes and turning to head back to the room. He didn’t come up with the name Cold Steel it was decided for him along with his I.D. number tattooed on his body.
It took a few minutes to get back to the room where he woke up. Sam assumed it was his room or at least the room Gawain would claim that was his. He did wake up there, the only question now was the eye patch.
Going through the fridge and pulling out himself water he quickly scanned the window. It was locked but it didn’t matter if he need to that was his exit. There were no cameras that he could see and was made sure that there were no hidden rooms in the bedroom something that someone could jump out of. Other than just reflections.
The computer was the next thing he studied before Gawain returned. Sam wanted to make sure this wasn’t one of those things where he got fed false information, if Gawain was going to give him any information he wanted to make sure it was coming from his source not something that was planted previously, that’s how people slip up and in this case receive at least a black eye before he booked it.
”Took you long enough.” Sam pointed to the disk slot where Gawain could start things up. Sam got up from the chair and put himself closer to the window still sure he could see both the computer and Gawain. He wasn’t going to go easy.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 21, 2020 20:01:01 GMT -6
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”And there is my new not best bud.” Sam said spotting the dog before he spotted the woman giving Bruno all the pets. What a lucky dog, instant attention where ever he wanted and no one tried to kill him. ”Yo, sorry if you aren’t a dog person.” Sam said smiling with a slight wave, ”I’m finding he doesn’t understand that people don’t like dogs.”
Sam formed a ball of ice which immediately grabbed Bruno’s attention away from the woman. Bruno sat as he was apparently taught to when there was a snowball, ice ball or any kind of ball about to be thrown. The ice doubled as a treat, which only made it look like the dog had a drooling problem as said ice melted after it was caught.
”You don’t know where we are in the mansion do you? I gather by the stairs and by some classrooms” Sam pointed to one then the other, ”I don’t think I’ve ever been this far back of the mansion before.” Sam said looking for some kind of map. ”I could just leave through a window but, “ Sam shrugged, ”Not to that point yet.”
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 21, 2020 17:45:02 GMT -6
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”Not sure.” Sam said shifting his gaze from the shelves to the books. he honestly had no idea where he would start. There was a book about a kid finding out he was a wizard that he recalled from a date he was on a few months back the date had sworn by it and demanded he read it. Was that 12 years ago?
”Feel like a princess though being surrounded by all the books.” Sam said trying to make the kid laugh he didn’t but he thought it was funny. Girls were supposed to be familiar with that stuff right?
Sam wasn’t sure how much help she could give him so he turned to her. ”I’m open to suggestions if you got any good ones. No spies, or romance. You got magic, monsters and spaceships I’m in.” he offered a wave. ”I’m Sam, and kinda new here.”
Posted by Cold Steel on Jan 21, 2020 17:35:45 GMT -6
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The mansion was massive and he was lost again. No matter how many times he studied his surroundings and the path he took he’d always find himself in a new wing or a new hallway that almost didn’t seem to be there before. He recognized the hallways but the doors all seemed different. Sam was following his dog Bruno, one he had for a few years now. Bruno remembered him, Sam sadly did not and while he was fine walking out on people the dog seemed too precious to do that to.
”Bruno!” no answer. Sam turned the hallway and recognized some stairs because they were hard to miss. Without seeing his dog he decided to take a flight down into another hallway with a set of classrooms in the hallways. These at least had people in them. Some pretty crowded some more vacant. He could hear pencils scratching in one room and music in another.
If he were younger he probably would have enrolled. However he was in his opinion fairly educated. He could hot-wire a jet and navigate said jet with the stars and survive several assassination attempts while being in the woods for months at a time. He wasn’t sure what the place could teach him. They did have a library after all and languages were one of the only things he seemed concerned about. Everything else seemed not that crucial to learn.
Sam kept walking hoping to find the giant Saint Bernard, if he didn’t well he’d get hungry eventually and that dog is never late for dinner.