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.
Hunter led Syn to the War Room. There they could discuss any issues Syn had in private and then have a little chat about Paragon. He figured he better use his daughters other name, Iris, so that Syn knew who he was talking about.
Hunter took his usual seat and motioned for her to take a seat. He began tapping the console on his arm, preparing the War Room for the full meeting of the resistance. Showing no signs of it, he waited for Syn to say her bit.
The girl followed Hunter until they reached a room that seemed to be a meeting room. She thought of the war room in Sanctuary. Maybe this was Hunter's version of such a room. It definately had plenty of room for others to gather.
Hunter sat down and gestured for Syn to do the same. Picking out a chair that was close to Hunters the girl sat down. She watched him typing away on some sort of console on his arm. One thing was for sure. The man had lots of technology and he kept his employees well equipped as well. Syn began thinking of what she could do to increase the Order's capabilities as well as what kinds of things the scientists could come up with.
"You say that your guests from the mansion are not any of the X-Men members. I find that rather pleasing unless of course they have gone into hiding. I know Tricity gave herself up and took many of the younger mutants with her." A wicked smile crossed Syn's face. "It's a bit funny don't you think? The self proclaimed protectors now are looked at like the rest of us. The humans have made the biggest mistake ever by allowing this bill to become law. They thought mutants were dangerous before all this? They haven't seen anything yet."
Syn paused for a moment. All the while she had been watching Hunter. "So what exactly are you planning to do?"
Having sorted all he needed to Hunter turned back to Syn. Unsurprisingly she’d chosen a chair close to him as her seat. “All save one of the X-men has been captured,” Hunter told her, “Tricity went willingly, Deathstar at the Mansion and Emerald a while later. I do not know the current status of Fade.”
“I intend to get this law revoked,” he answered simply to Syn’s question, “But while I’m doing that I need to keep the government on its toes. This is where the rest of you come in. How do you feel about raiding camps? Attacking and freeing other mutants and, if I can find the location, assaulting the facility where the robots are housed.”
"Deathstar was caught you say? Hmm...." Syn's face lit up with joy. "Do we have to rescue all the captured mutants? I wouldn't lose any sleep if the X-Men were left to rot. I do, however, want my people back." Syn leaned back in the chair as she thought about raiding the camps and causing more mayhem as well as gathering her forces once more.
"How do you know they won't find this place and attack it? You can't hide forever my dear Hunter. One day your little secret will get out and then you'll be in the same boat as the rest of us."
“Eventually everyone will come out,” Hunter said, “for once I’ve destroyed the law the camps will follow. Plus we have mansion residents here and I’m sure that they want there people back just as much as you do. The reason it wont be traced here is because I have prepared secret entrances and exits that utilise a series of tunnels to mean that you emerge far from here.”
“On top of that, even if it is tracked to this facility it is unlikely to come back to me, as I am officially only loosely involved with the goings on here. I’ve kept my little secret for centuries, I don’t think it’ll be exposed anytime soon.”
Syn rolled her eyes when Hunter mentioned the mansion residents wanting their beloved X-Men back. She didn't care about them. She only wanted her people returned.
"Very well then Hunter. Perhaps you will continue to keep your secret. Who knows. Was there something else you wanted to discuss?" She leaned closer to him and smiled like a cheshire cat. At the same time she reached over and placed her hand on his.
Hunter ignored Syn’s advances. Now that the formalities were done with time to get to what he really wanted to talk about. He had had a long time to think about this, about what he’d say to her. Originally he had intended to just rip her head from her shoulders and be done with it.
However, that would not only effectively end his alliance with the Order, but also most likely have Abyss gunning for him. While he knew he could defeat Abyss and his “friends”, it would be messy and probably public. Instead he decided on a different tact.
To be fair to Syn she had no idea that Paragon was his daughter, or even who he was when she had kidnapped her, and he had done far worse during his life time. However, she had still wronged him, and as such he was owed payment, which he intended to collect.
“I have just one more thing to discuss with you,” he said in a calm and level voice, “It involves a woman named Iris. You kidnapped her a short time ago and subjected her to experiments involving a mutant named Haywire. Iris is my daughter.” He paused, letting that sink in, before continuing, “I had originally intended to subject you to something similar, but do realise that you neither her nor me at the time. However, I can not simply let this drop. I require a form of penance from you. Call me old fashioned, but I always think that the message sinks in more if it is paid in blood.”
With his free hand Hunter pulled an exceptionally ornate dagger from the arm of his chair. Holding it out to Syn, jewelled hilt first, he looked her straight in the eye and waited for her reaction.
Iris is Hunter's daughter. Syn thought back to the holding cells for a moment. She saw Iris's face in her mind but she didn't see a resemblance.
"I have to correct you. Iris was only subjected to one experiment along with several others all at the same time. I wanted to see how they reacted. You can't blame me. I'm sure you'd do the same thing if you were in a similar position."
Hunter spoke of some sort of penance for what Syn had done with Iris. He followed this by pulling out a jewelled dagger and Syn couldn't help but laugh.
"I have a pretty little knife as well. Let me guess. A gift from Kaz?" Syn does not give penance.
“How would you feel if I took someone close to you and performed an experiment on them?” Hunter replied, “As for the knife, it’s mine. I purchased it a little over a century ago, it’s an exquisite piece. I thought you would prefer this to a simple combat knife.”
"My dear Hunter. You have much to learn about me still. There is no one close to me. Yes I have my members and I would fight for them but I have no ties to them like you do to Iris save for Abyss and he's already been experimented on."
Syn kept her cool and now leaned back in her chair. "You can not expect me to pay up for anything I've done to Iris without me knowing she was your blood before hand. Had I known you and her then things might've been different but as they aren't..." Syn left it at that to see Hunters reaction.
“Then you lead a sad existence if you have no one close to you,” said Hunter, “Believe me when I say that I know. You do not honestly expect me to just let this slide without any form of recompense from you?”
“How about this,” he said, twirling up the knife and catching it by the hilt, “What do you think would be fair?” He had no interest in forcing the matter. One way or another he would get what he was looking for. Hunter was a man of extraordinary patience, and he would wait as long as he needed to.
"I do not have a sad existence my dear Hunter. If I desire pleasure or company I will have it."
She watched him twirl the knife. He wasn't getting upset with her but then again she wasn't trying to make him mad either.
"What do I think would be fair? Well, it certainly doesn't involve drawing blood from me. Personally I think the fact that I am willing to refrain from attacking the mansion people should be more than enough. I do not wish to dissolve our alliace."
She thought for a moment before deciding to ask a somewhat odd question. "Do you have a shape shifter in your service?"
Hunter laughed are her suggestions. “You think that fair? Not attacking the mansion residents is common sense at this point, and so could hardly be counted as penance. What’s your aversion for bleeding a little for your crime? Not used to feeling pain.”
Hunter heard her questions and dismissed it immediately with, “Unless you count Kaz, no. Now don’t try and change the subject.”
Syn smiled at Hunter as he spoke again. "I'm not affraid of pain. What doesn't kill you makes you stonger. Don't you agree?" She couldn't be and closer to the absolute truth. At least for her anyways and that was why she was smiling.
"Why do you want my blood Hunter? I never cut Iris. I simply wanted to see what her potential might be."
“It’s not about the blood,” Hunter replied, “it’s about what the cut would represent, you suffering a little for what Iris suffered. If you like I could suggest an alternate means of suffering, I have a new machine that would leave you with no physical damage but induce sufficient suffering.”
Hunter was not going to let Syn get off lightly on this. She would suffer one way or another. While the cut would not be much pain, what he could do with the blood after would bring it up to the level he desired. Failing that there was the new machine, a spell in that would be sufficient.