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| [Age of Apocalypse] | Once Henry McCoy was a brilliant, and depraved, geneticist who
insisted on experimenting on himself to accelerate his own mutations.
Now he is one of the most useful and frustrating of Sinister's lot.
But in him I see the potential to exceed Sinister.
To Sinister, science is an art... carefully planned out through the years. But to McCoy, playing with the genetic make-up of mutant and human alike is all a game. He freely dips into the genetic soup within Sinister's pens and manipulates them to his own twisted version of life. All is done with a distinct, and admirable, lack of morality or concern for the pain and suffering of his test subjects. He is both gifted and savage at the same time. Because of that, he may become a hindrance with his only compulsion for perverting the genetic matrix. If only I could separate the brain from this man and utilize it to its fullest capacity... Perhaps I can? |