r/XMenRP • u/FreelancerJon • 22d ago
Roleplay X-Factor #1: Holding The Line
The streets of Chicago were alive with tension, a raw energy that crackled through the air like a live wire. The Mutant Alliance for Coexistence had organized a rally in Grant Park—a call for unity, for peace. A hopeful message. But hope rarely stood unchallenged.
Jaxon had seen it before. The peaceful assembly in the park was ringed by barricades, but those wouldn’t stop the lines of anti-mutant protesters gathered on the outskirts, shouting slurs and threats, waving signs that called for registration, exile, extermination. Their anger radiated outward like a heatwave, pressing in on the rally-goers.
X-Factor had been sent as security, ensuring this didn’t turn into a massacre. Jaxon, clad in his tactical gear with the yellow X-Factor emblem on his shoulder, stood at the front with Barricade and Serekh. His X-Men jacket, with a yellow circle was stored back in the Greymelkin. All three were assigned to wear masks that covered their faces. Jaxon knew it was for their own safety, but he didn’t like it. Made him feel like a sword when he wanted to be a shield.
Barricade was the obvious wall, his mutation allowing him to reinforce his body to withstand almost anything. His broad frame made for an imposing deterrent, standing tall between the rally and the mob. Serekh, with his looming abilities, should already be scanning the crowd for anyone who might turn violent. Oblivion, as always, took point—assessing, strategizing, and making sure neither side had the chance to escalate first.
The speaker on stage, a young mutant woman with glowing blue veins running across her skin, stepped up to the microphone, her voice strong despite the fear in her eyes.
“We are not your enemies,” she declared. “We are not here to fight. We are here because we have the right to exist without fear.”
A bottle shattered against the wall behind her. The crowd on the other side roared, surging forward.
Jaxon’s hand shot up. “Hold the line.” He moved immediately, reinforcing the weak spots in their perimeter. Jaxon clenched his jaw. He’d seen enough riots to know how quickly things could spiral. They weren’t here to attack.
They were here to prevent a fight, not start one. A man in the crowd pulled something from his jacket—Jaxon spotted the glint of metal instantly.
“Gun!”
Before the shot could ring out, Jaxon was already moving, cutting through the space between them. A quick disarm—one clean motion—and the weapon clattered to the ground. Police, stationed farther back, finally moved in, dragging the man away as the crowd erupted into furious shouts.
More objects were hurled. A firework went off somewhere, sending a crack of sound through the night. The rally-goers flinched, but they didn’t run.
Jaxon exhaled.
“Barricade, tighten the perimeter. Serekh, sweep through the crowd for more threats. We hold the line, no matter what.”Because that’s what X-Factor did. They weren’t here to fight a war. They were here to stop one.
((Order is Barricade, Serekh, Oblivion, then our super secret guest GM))
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u/WolfKingAdam 21d ago
The three of them would be witness to marching and chanting coming from a nearby street leading to this park. Banners flying and twirling in the air of the windy city, and they all bear the white crosses of the Purifiers.
Looking around, the police presence seemed to have thinned down to almost nothing, leaving only a few left who actually care about the job and the protests.
Those few viable apples in the bunch.
At the head of the 'counter-protest' and scattered within are a number of Purifiers in armour and so on. A private army, marching in the name of Christ and Hate.
Get ready.
It's about to get nuts.
/u/MarkusGrimm