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 gave Meld a sympathetic smile. She continued to give him hope that she could change. Here in the calm of the meditation room she looked back on what she did with regret. Most of the time Meld did not have a desire to harm anyone. Only when in the grip of her addiction did she desire death. They just had to allow her this clarity when presented with a chance to satiate her addiction.
“You regret what you’ve done and that is the first step to changing,” he told her, “You do not look back upon what you have done with satisfaction but with shame. At the core of yourself you don’t want to be a killer. We just need to get you to see that when fighting.”
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Meld wasn't so certain that she didn't want to be a killer, but left that unvoiced. How could she be certain when the pleasure she got from the act was so intense? Sure, she sometimes felt regret afterwards, especially in these quiet moments when she really had time to think about it, but did these moments of regret really compare to the moments of euphoria that the killing brought her? It was so easy to say no, now that she was sitting calmly speaking with Hunter, but so much more difficult when she was in the throes of the act.
"Part of me must want to be a killer," Meld answered. "Because if it didn't then I wouldn't kill." Saying it made it sound so simple and so easy even if she knew that, in truth, it wasn't. If it was that simple, maybe she'd be able to fix that part of herself that had become so horribly twisted and broken.
“You’re right, part of you does want to be a killer. But not at your core, at least not yet. Given enough time the joy of killing will infect your core and you’ll stop being a person and truly become a monster. From there it will take an extraordinary event to bring you back,” he told Meld.
For Hunter that event had been Calley’s defiant attack. The extraordinary display of violent hatred that the boy had for him had been enough to shock Hunter into taking a proper look at himself for the first time in a very long time. He’d been luck to survive the event. If Meld slipped too far she may never get an event that will bring her back, and if she does she may not survive it.
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"Maybe it would just be easier to let myself become the monster," Meld replied darkly. She thought back to the near call of only hours ago where she had almost lost it and killed for something so minor as insults and fists. "Maybe it would be better that way.
Meld wasn't even certain if she believed her own words or not. She knew, even in this early stage, just how difficult it was going to be to try and redeem herself and try to fight her addiciton but what she still didn't know was whether or not it would be worth it. "Why am I really doing this? Why should it even matter? My own scarred soul notwithstanding, its not like I'll gain myself any friends through this action." Because neither Aura nor Abyss were likely to even understand.
“It would be easier to let yourself become a monster,” Hunter told her, “Just continue on the way you were before I met you and you’ll be one soon enough. When we met you told me that you didn’t want to become a monster. I told you that it would not be easy. That this would only work if you wanted it to. Then you told me that you wanted this. Do you still want this?”
He wasn’t going to explain to Meld the pros and cons of either continuing or giving up. She knew all that already. “If you still want this I’ll help you through it. If you’ve changed your mind then I won’t stop you. If you don’t want to change, if you think it’s too hard or not worth it than you can walk away.” He knew his ultimatum was harsh but he had little choice. This would only work if she wanted it to. If she didn’t want his help he wasn’t going to waste his time when he could be helping others.
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Meld couldn't help but feel conflicted. She knew she didn't want to become the monster she feared to become should things continue as they had been, knew it on a very personal and visceral level. Yet there was also that part of her that feared, so desperately, that her attempt to stave off what sometimes seemed inevibable, would fail. It almost seemed better to simply given in than to risk being inadequate. Almost. And yet, she just couldn't do it. As much as she knekw how much easier it would be, as much as she knew how painful and how difficult the entire process would be, she simply couldn't give in like that. Not without a fight.
"I'm not giving up," Meld answered. Her voice echoed her worried but beneath that worry was the steel she had always prided herself on. "I'm not giving up but..." What to say? How to say it? "I don't know if I can do it." Painful admittion, that, one more in an ever growing series of painful admttions. "I won't give in I'm just...not used to the prosepct of failure." Becuase she knew this would be the most difficult thing she had ever had to do.
Hunter gave Meld a reassuring smile as she chose to stay the course. “Everything we do carries an element of failure and I understand that you’re worried that you can’t do this. But trust me when I say I believe you can,” he assured her, “Everyone has their weak moments, moments of self doubt. Even centuries old immortals start to question whether they can do it or not.”
“You’ve chosen to keep trying and as long as you want to try and change I will be here to help you. That’s a promise.” No matter what happened as long as Meld wanted his help he’d be there to give it to her. Come hell or high water.
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There was no logical reason why Hunter's trust in the fact that she could get through this and defeat her demons should make any difference or make her feel any better about her situation, but somehow it did. Besides, if a 400 year old vampire who had centuries to get stuck in his patterns of violence had managed to change, didn't that bode better for her?
"I hope you don't come to regret your pledge," Meld answered. It wasn't that she wanted to make things difficult, she just knew they would be and she knew that if she was to succeed she would need all the help she could get. Hunter was the only one who both knew that she was trying to change and who would be likely to understand and believe her to be authentic. She had a lot of history behind her, most of it unpleasant.
Hunter offered her a reassuring smile before standing. “I think that will do as a session today,” he said as he offered her a hand to help her to her feet, “You’ve got a lot to think about. I’ve got a session in ten minutes so unless there’s anything else you want to talk about...”
He knew that it wouldn’t be easy going. Meld had a long way to go yet and it would be a hard journey. But she’d not given up yet, so neither had he. As long as she wanted to try he’d help. That was just how he was going to be now. As long as people wanted his help he’d do everything he could for them.
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Meld nodded her agreement that the session was at an end. She had a lot to think about and was still feeling the effects of her workout. What she really needed right now was sleep and, perhaps, everything would seem clearer in the morning.
Meld made her way to her feet, glad that she didn't feel pain because right at the moment she could feel just how stiff her muscles were. She had definitely overdone it and that didn't happen often. "I'm just worried how Aura will react, but I guess I'll have to deal with that on my own." Meld sighed, wondering if her best friend could possibly even understand what she was going through.
“If she’s your friend she should understand,” Hunter told her reassuringly. He’d deliberately not said would as you could never tell these things. Plus from what he had heard about Aura she was for the wanton slaughter of humans and Meld’s new attitude wouldn’t be something she was likely to approve of.
“Go get some rest,” he suggested, “You’ve pushed yourself hard today and I gave you some bruised ribs this morning. While it may not hurt you do need time to heal.” The downside to not felling pain was that you didn’t know when you were doing damage to yourself. If she could feel her ribs there was no way she’d have had another physical session.
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Clearly Hunter had never spoken to Aura, but Meld could hardly hold that against him. It wasn't that she wouldn't accept her decision, its that her decision would be a completely foreign and alien thing to the girl who viewed humans as deer and lived for little more than the thrill and the challenge of battle.
"I guess you're right," Meld agreed. She wasn't looking forward to speaking to her friend about this, but it would have to be done eventually. "I'll see you tomorrow." With that she got up and began walking to her room.
Meld didn’t sound convinced Aura would understand. To be honest neither was he. Hunter just smiled and nodded as Meld headed upstairs. Today had been a big day for her. She’d overcome her addiction for the first time. Also she’d decided to keep trying despite how difficult it had been.
There was definite hope for her. Things were far from perfect but they were making progress. Before Hunter had little doubt that she would have just killed Chuck and probably his friends as well. This wasn’t going to be easy but Hunter ad faith that she’d make it through this and see it to the end.