Did you get the sword Deadpool?
Yes sir-e,
(schwing) one Muramasa. A magic katana that can negate a healing factor, and
now it’s all mine. I’m so happy I could cry.
Was it hard to find?
You kidding
me? Ol’ Wolvie has like six hiding places. It took me six hours with a shovel
in the Canadian Wilderness to find all the pieces. Forge fixed and now we’re
ready to go.
Perfect. Be ready, this next guy is
a twisted SOB. No letting your guard down this time.
Aye-Aye,
Captain. <snick> Oh I cut my finger. Huh, so this is what normal people
have to deal with.
Alright, you can come in.
Was
getting that weapon really necessary?
Yes, now sit down and keep your
hands where I can see them, Essex.
Fine.
Ladies, Gentlemen, and everyone
else, hello. Today’s special guest, if you haven’t read the title, is Nathaniel
Essex, aka Mr. Sinister. Deadpool is here assisting me, as Sinister is perhaps
the smarmiest, slipperiest character I’ve had on here.
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It takes a confident man to wear that much eyeliner. |
Must focus.
No quips. Keep sword to his neck.
Pleasure.
It’s all yours, boyo. Let’s get
started. Give ‘em your background, Essex.
So very
rude, but alright. I was born Nathaniel Essex, during the reign of Queen
Victoria. A biologist by trade, I was inspired by the works of one of my
contemporaries, Charles Darwin, to study the theory of evolution. While Charles
had many sound ideas, his theories were a little too small minded for my
tastes. Through tireless research I discovered the Essex Factor in the human
Genome. It is a genetic trait that causes increased, and at times unstable,
mutations in humans. I was the first to realize that a new race of humans
quickly coming into existence. I theorized that the first individuals would
begin to emerge in about a hundred years or so, sooner if the right racially
superior individuals were to reproduce.
Your work was read by your
universe’s Hitler, wasn’t it?
Possibly.
I never had the chance to ask.
Somehow, despite being an extreme
workaholic, Essex also found the time to marry and have children. His first
born, Adam, died at the age of four. The young Essex suffered from several
birth defects, including crooked bones and hemophilia. The boy’s death pushed
Nathaniel deeper into his work, creating an obsession in the brilliant mind.
His theories, about the new Mutant race and extreme evolution, were mocked by
his colleges at large, and caused him to be removed from the Royal Society of
London. He grew bitter from these rejections, and Darwin’s own suggestion that
Essex seek professional help. Were Shrinks a thing yet in your era?
Not as
you know them. It wouldn’t have mattered, anyway. I needed to know, to learn,
to understand not grieve. Grieving is for lesser minds then mine. I decided to
begin a more…active study on mutation. I hired a local group of street thugs,
the Marauders, to gather the undesirables of London for me. The freaks, the
physically deformed, the mentally ill. The citizens that few would notice when
they disappear. I experimented on these poor undesirables, and through them,
gained a greater understanding of mutation and the Essex Factor. Those that
survived the process were better for it. By in large. My work was so
groundbreaking, so revolutionary, that it awakened something ancient. Something
powerful.
Apocalypse.
Apocalypse.
At the same time, Cyclops and the
Phoenix were teleported to his era. They did their best to try and turn Essex
from the dark path he was on, but the good doctor was too far gone. Hard to
stop a man from a life of evil after he’d dug up his own son’s corpse to
experiment on, and then his wife found out about it. He allied himself with
Apocalypse, and very nearly had two of the most powerful Mutant’s ever born as
his test subjects, but Jean was able to temporarily get through to Essex,
revealing that his work would destroy the world itself. He swore off his life
of unorthodox and cruel science and wanted to dedicate his life to his wife and
second child. That is until he got home. Rebecca Essex, in Nathaniel’s absence,
had freed the various prisoners he had in the basement, gone into premature labor,
and was very nearly dead from stress. He begged for forgiveness but she didn’t
have it in her.
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Pretty much an average party at Essex's. |
“To me,
you are…utterly, and contemptibly… sinister.” Two hundred years later, and it
still leaves a bad taste in my mouth. After that, I swore allegiance to
Apocalypse. He took me aboard his ship,
and using his advanced technology, awakened dormant Essex’s Genes in my Genome.
Transforming me into Mr. Sinister.
The first project that the newly
christened Sinister finished for the ancient Mutant was a deadly virus that,
had it worked like En Sabah Nur wanted, would have devastated the human
population, leaving only those capable of siring Mutants left alive. But,
Sinister decided to rework the virus to only effect Apocalypse. The disease
forced Apocalypse back into hibernation, and while was infuriated by being
betrayed, liked Sinister’s gumption and let him off with a warning, this time.
What can I say? I’m a man
of science, not genocide.
Right… Mr. Sinister spent the next
century or so cowering in fear and preparing for his master’s return.
I performed the latter, not
the former. I kept busy, performing various experiments and pushing mutation to
its limits. Different X-Men have crossed my path across the ages, usually
during some sort of time-travel stunt. It’s how I met that insufferable Cajun,
Gambit. I also began researching the Summers’ family. After meeting Cyclops all
those years ago, and seeing his power and his personal grudge against me, my
interest was piqued.
Piqued your interest? Seriously.
What? I was curious.
No, the Joker is curious about
Batman. Red Skull is interested in Captain America. Thanos is smitten with the
personification of Death. You’re the poster boy for obsession. You stalked
someone across time. And, when you finally found a young, injured, frightened,
and recently orphaned Scott and Alex Summers, you did everything in your power
to make their lives horrible.
I wouldn’t go that far.
You actively worked to keep Scott
from being adopted. You kept him isolated from his brother. You experimented on
him. And, you used your shapeshifting powers to create to assume the role of
Scott’s roommate in your bleak orphanage. And also bullied him. That. Is.
Messed. Up. Dude.
I made him his ruby-quartz
lenses so he could see. That was something.
One good, about fifty-seven bad.
Yeah, you’re still an obsessed jerk.
That’s a little hurtful,
but not wholly inaccurate.
Essex has continued to serve as
Apocalypse’s second-in-command, whenever the big grey-blue lug is awaked.
Sinister’s methods are pretty messed up and perverse, but he’s effective. If
nothing else.
Was that a compliment?
Not even close, sicko. Now, talk
about your powers.
So very rude. Initially, I
was merely a gifted intellectual. Brilliant, but misunderstood in my time. I
helped develop biology as a science. Since I bid my humanity goodbye, I’m
mastered biochemisty, genetics, cloning, and engineering. I’m a jack of all
trades, and master of many of those said trades. After meeting Apocalypse, he
used his advanced technology to grant me a healing factor. It also turned my
skin chalk white, and my eyes bright red. Take the good with the bad. As time
has marched on, I’ve incorporated other powers. Including shapeshifting, optic
blasts, teleportation, telekinesis, and teleportation.
Mr. Sinister has been used sparingly outside
the comics. Not sure why, he’s an intimidating bad guy.
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Does he realize he's dressed like a vampire? |
I, like many, was introduced to Mr.
Sinister in X-Men: The Animated Series.
He was a major recurring antagonist. He uses a group known as the Nasty Boys as
his primary henchmen. He’s dismissive of Xavier’s dream of human/Mutant
cooperation, and even Magneto’s belief in a war. His only interest is in making
Mutants more… Mutantie. He’s obsessed with Scott Summers and Jean Grey, and
orchestrates several plans to kidnap them and use their DNA to make the perfect
Mutant. Probably his more effective plot involved capturing Xavier and Magneto
to lure the X-Men to the primordial Savage Land. Why? Because he was able to
setup a device that suppresses Mutant Powers, if they don’t have the right
bling. He’s thwarted. How? Wolverine. Enough said. We learn in “Descent” that
in this universe he was able to give himself Mutant powers on his own, and was
involved with the ancestors of Jean Grey, Scott Summers, and Charles Xavier.
Kind of a sad story, not going to lie.
He was a background baddie in Wolverine and the X-Men. Basically the
same character as in X-Men: TAS,
creepy scientist obsessed with making super-mutants. Cyclops actively hunts him
down in a vain attempt to learn what happened to Jean months prior. Cyc’s
rational being that the Scott-and-Jean obsessed Sinister would know where, or
have, Jean disappeared to. Sinister had no idea, but relished the chance to get
his hand on Scott’s DNA. He also transforms Angle into Archangle after his
wings are clipped after an accident. Angle recovers his wings, but is reduced
to a snarling monster that is only capable of following Sinister’s commands.
Sick monster.
I promised him flight, not
his sanity.
Boo-yah,
(swing).
GHA! You cut off my hand!
Yeah, I
have a problem with people that make light of human experimentation, knave. Make
another joke, and I’ll cut off the other one.
Are you really going to
stand for this? Your assistant assaulting guests?
Stand for it? It’s how I’m paying
him.
I was
promised one limb removal. If I do really well, he said I could have your nose.
Back on task. While he didn’t
appear in X-Men: First Class, it
seemed pretty clear elements of him were mixed into the film’s major antagonist,
Sebastian Shaw, portrayed by Kevin Bacon. I’m not an expert on Shaw, but in my
experience, he’s been a wealthy Brit and Black King (Leader) of the Hellfire
Club. Not a former Nazi scientist that delighted in experimenting/torturing
children and “unlocking” a mutant power sometime after that. But who knows, I
could be way off.
So… Mr. Sinister is a twisted SOB. While
he’s probably one of the smartest men of his, and several other, eras, Sinister
has used his immense knowledge mostly to perform inhumane experiments on
others. Which isn’t all that surprising, given that he’s Apocalypse’s #2. It
takes a profoundly disturbed mind to be the Starscream to Apocalypse’s
Megatron. Oh, and his obsession with Cyclops is pretty damn disturbing. I
mentioned the whole, keeping him in an orphanage, personally bullying him in
the guise of another orphan, and the experimentation. But, he also made a clone
of Jean Grey after she was believed dead, and did everything in his power to
make Scott fall in love with her, so they’d procreate. Who DOES that?
It was for the betterment
of the Mutant Race.
Deadpool, you can take your bonus,
now.
SWEET!
<Schwing>.
Gah! Ou son ob a itch.
Get him out of here.
Can do!
Well, that was interesting. Hope
there won’t be any unforeseen repercussions for actively torturing a supervillain. Nah. Next time, X-Men: Apocalypse Review. Hope it does
En Sabah Nur justice.
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