Hank Mcoy

The human-looking "Beast." Scientist, wordsmith, acrobat. A life mixed with equal parts knowledge and enjoyment. But there always seems to be something pulling at great minds... a need, a desire that keeps them ever moving... ever pressing onward... never quite able to be fully happy. "I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair." Alfred, Lord Tennyson.

This is where we, the writers, wish to make this story as personally pleasing to you as possible. Everybody has a viewpoint preference... what's yours?

First Person (I), Second Person (You), Third Person (He)