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.
“What about cutting just before the meld meets flesh?” he asked, still curious, “Wouldn’t that negate the risk?” Surely if you cut at the base of her tail for example she wouldn’t have injured any organic part of her? Then you could replace it without risk.
However Meld wasn’t just some machine that could replace its parts so easily. She was a person. “Less lethal doesn’t have to mean less dangerous,” he pointed our as he set a bowl of rice on the table, “After all I once met an English Master of Defence who had bested three men with swords armed with only his staff. The Masters of Defence were some of the most dangerous fighters in Europe back in the 17th century and often went around only armed with a quarterstaff.”
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"It doesn't quite work that way," Meld said with a sigh. That was one of the first things she had tried, years go when she had discovered her mutation. It had been a complete failure. "It seems I have to actually have an open wound. If one of my melds breaks, for example, it has to be replaced I can't just fix it by adding some more metal to it." Wouldn't that have made things a lot easier.
Meld took a bite of the dish put in front of her. "This is very good." It was better than the stuff that she normally made and almost worth the whole singing incident from the previous day.
"I can replace my flesh melds with living melds as well, but I find the idea rather disturbing, to be honest." Meld looked at her hand, blue veined and definitely not naturally hers. "I wouldn't have this one at all had I not been forced into it and then discovering that the powers that came with it were so useful. And also very much of a non-lethal nature." Oh the irony in that. Her one non-lethal flesh meld and she had stolen it from a mutant.
Well that scuppered Hunter’s ideas then. It was a shame, as that would have gone a long way towards helping. It would be difficult for Meld to fight without causing serious injury without replacing some of her melds.
“I see,” he said as he took a bite, “Well few things in life are easy. So what exactly can that hand do and where did you get it?” While the latter part might be hard to recount, it would help him to know. Plus he was intrigued as to what it did. She’d not used it in their sparring session, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be used in a fight. As he said there was a difference between not being lethal and not being dangerous.
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"You remember the first thing I told you during our first session? About the human cult Aura and I massacred?" Meld felt vaguely uncomfortable about mentioning it, given both her recent dedication to try and stop killing and because she knew Hunter disapproved. "Well, there was a mutant there who tried to stop us. He cut my hand off and I returned the favor. I had no way of knowing that I could actually meld with flesh know, as well as inanimate substances, let alone that I would get some portion of his powers out of the deal. As far as what it does..."
Meld smiled, a little mischievously at Hunter. Now that she had actually, finally, started to be able to control the hand's powers, she was actually starting to like them. "If you don't mind I think I'll use the blender by way of example. I promise not to hurt it." Walking into the kitchen, Meld unplugged the blender and put it into the middle of the table.
"Now, watch and be amazed." Meld's control still wasn't perfect so she made a silent prayer that it actually work this time and not accidentally short out the wiring in the blender. Then she placed her blue veined hand on the piece of electronics and, a second later, the blender started blending. She grinned at Hunter, watching his expression. Once she removed her hand from it, it quieted down into its normal dormant state.
Hunter made no comment as she told him how she got the hand. He even managed to keep a disapproving look off his face. When Meld went to get the blender he briefly wondered what she was going to do with it. Fortunately she didn’t explode it. Instead she powered it just by touching it with her hand.
“Now that is a handy little power,” he said with a smile, “You won’t have to worry about your phone dying at inopportune moments. Does it only power electronics or have you found any other applications for it?”
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Even though Hunter managed to keep the disapproval out of his expression, Meld knew that he must be feeling it. Still, she appreciated the gesture. It wasn't like she could go back and change the past even if she wanted to and, honestly, in that particular situation she still wasn't sure that she did. They deserved everything they got. He seemed far more approving of the power she got out of the experience, however.
"So far its only electronics. I think the guy I took it from could do more with it and didn't have to touch stuff to make it work, but I don't know for sure. I can also turn electronics off and, occasionally, make them stop working all together. I'm still trying to work out all the kinks." Turning stuff off like electronic locks and security cameras, something that had been very useful in the past. Even if she wasn't going to kill anymore, she doubted she'd become a typical upstanding citizen anytime soon. Her cause still required some shady actions, even if she put a limit on them and her hand was a great help in those situations.
“Well keep practising,” he said with an encouraging smile, “You never know what uses you might find out of an electricity manipulating hand.” Tasering being just one example. It seemed like Meld got a mutants power at a reduced level with her flesh meld. In the past he would have been tempted to test it further but not anymore.
“I assume that you were living at the Sanctuary before the mansion,” he said changing subject, “Are Syn, Abyss and Isabel still there?” He’d liked Syn but doubted she’d like the changes he’d made. Abyss had always seemed like a decent fellow, more decent that he’d been back then. And while he’d never gotten to properly know Isabel other than from Calley’s reports he did know she was a member of the Order.
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"I've all ready thought of a few uses for it." Meld tried not to let her thoughts show in her expression as she was fairly certain Hunter would not much approve of those uses. "I've forged a gauntlet as well to wear over it when needed. As you noticed, its made my left side rather vulnerable." She was nothing if not adaptive, however. It just seemed in bad taste to use in a sparring match.
"I used to be a member of the Order," Meld admitted. Somehow it didn't surprise her that Hunter would be familiar with them. "I have a lot of respect for Abyss, he's a good person who fights for what he believes in. Don't know Isabel very well, but she seems very loyal and willing to do what she needs to. Syn is dead." She was glad Syn was dead and it showed in her voice. She didn't elaborate on her feelings towards Syn. If he cared that much he would ask and she would probably answer. Syn had been responsible for Haywire and Haywire had resulted in her departure from The Order. Well, Haywire and Lori.
Syn was dead. Now that was new. He knew for a fact that the girl was very hard to kill. Honestly he wasn’t too torn up about it. She had similar appetites to what he had had, and that was why he’d liked her. Where she alive he doubted they’d get on very well now.
“If you don’t mind my asking what made you leave and go to the mansion?” he asked, “The Order and the X-Men don’t really see eye to eye.” He was hoping that it would be linked to her wanting to stop killing.
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"First, I'm hardly an X Man," Meld stated. That fact was probably fairly obvious given her history. "Ghost was just kind enough to let me stay at the Mansion when I was desperate and had no where else to go. I don't think she was willing to let me just live on the street." Well, maybe it wouldn't have gotten that bad and maybe she had played to Ghost's sympathy a little more than she really should have but it did get her a place to stay.
"I left due to a little thing called the Haywire Virus. First, they tested on mutant subjects and second, it was an evil drug that made the mutant in question lose control of their powers and their sanity. I ended being one of the unfortunate victims who got inject with the drug and almost hurt a lot of people I cared for, or worse. Its one thing to kill by choice, its quite another to kill when you have no control over it." Had the drug actually caused her to kill Aura, she never would have been able to forgive herself and that had very nearly happened.
Hunter knew a more than a little about the Haywire virus. Like Meld he didn’t approve of it, but that was largely because Syn had used it on Paragon. Doing so had caused his attempt to help her by implanting the clear gem that would help her control her powers fail. Instead of negating the mental instabilities that came with the use of her powers the gem bonded with the remnants of the virus in her system and amplified the instabilities instead. Hunter had threatened to kill Syn for that. Only more pressing matters had prevented him from going through with it.
“With Syn gone have the Order stopped messing with the Haywire virus?” he asked. If they hadn’t he might need to go and talk to Abyss. The big guy was a reasonable fellow and probably the most likely to listen to him. Meddling with Haywire was a good way to get a lot of people killed and despite what Syn had believe it wasn’t easy to decide which.
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"Haywire has been destroyed," Meld replied. If it hadn't been she would have gone and attempted to destroy it herself. The virus was evil and destructive and her experience with the virus was the most terrifying experience of her life. She was still sometimes haunted with nightmares from that night and the things she had both done and almost done. It was still a surprise, sometimes, that she had managed to recover. Or maybe she was still broken, in some small way, but the madness it had induced.
"How anyone could create such a monstrosity I don't know. How Syn was able to live with herself after creating it, I'll never understand. I'm glad she's dead." Callous but true. For all of Meld's other sins, lying had never been among them. "Do you know what its like to have no control at all over your actions? To watch your own body attack someone without your conscious control, while your mind is...not an experience I would like to repeat." Words could not describe how bad that experience had truly been.
“Good,” came Hunter’s chilling reply. Haywire was something he would not tolerate. “I’ve lost control, but I’ve never been conscious to remember it. It’s like blacking out and waking up covered in blood to find everyone around me dead. While I have no memory, it’s not hard to work out what happened.”
He had however spoken to Paragon at length about her ordeal with Haywire. She’d been let loose on the mansion. The X-Men had managed to successfully lure her to the danger room with an invulnerable mutant until the effects wore off. Though it had not been her fault she had blamed herself afterwards. He’d tried to console her about it but things got complicated before he could finish.
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Meld couldn't help the shudder at the thought of not only losing control but also not remembering that loss. She was something of a control freak by nature, not so much of others but definitely of herself. She rarely even drank because of the worry of losing control and doing something regrettable. Well, that and the worry of someone attacking her and not being able to properly defend herself.
"You've had experiences with Haywire." It was spoken as a statement, not a question. Hunter's tone of voice gave away that his experiences with the virus went beyond her little recollection.
"Haywire was never used on me,” Hunter said in the same chilling tone as before, “It was used on my daughter. It was worse for her than for others. She had a problem with her powers that we had worked out how to solve. Or at least we had without factoring in the lingering remnants of Haywire in her system. It caused a complication that just made things worse. The chance I had to make her life better was ripped from me by the virus.”
Had that worked he might have been able to patch things up with Paragon. Instead it just drove a bigger wedge between them. He hated that virus with a passion and if it hadn’t been destroyed he would have taken steps to ensure it was.