Self Demonstrating: Magneto

"I am no hero. Merely a man who has seen and done and endured what can never be forgotten or forgiven."
Uncanny X-Men #196

It is rather insufferable to think that I am this late to the game. The psychotic jester, that twisted alien with the ring, the bald lunatic, and that tin-plated egomaniac have all had their own pages here for months, and yet I, Magneto, have only been given my own space today. It is a cruel injustice that must be set right, but should I have expected any different treatment from Homo sapiens?

In my role as a so-called villain and opponent to the X-Men, I was created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby, first appearing in "X-Men" vol. 1 #1 (September, 1963). The story of my life however, begins rather earlier - a Jew, I was born in Weimar Republic Germany in the late 1920s before moving to Poland with my parents in 1939... and those of you with remedial historical training can venture a guess as to the end result of that. As a young man, I witnessed and endured some of the very worst of what humanity had to offer. My family was murdered when I was just a boy, and dumped in a mass grave before my very eyes; soon after, I was myself sent to that hell called Auschwitz and on several occasions I thought I was going to share their fate. While as a Sonderkommando I was forced, on pain of death, to mete out that same fate to thousands of other innocents as at gunpoint. I and others were made to assist in genocide, to assist those monsters in their gas chambers and furnaces. Lame with hepatitis, all hope and reason crushed under the mad Nazi jackboot, I am ready to admit that so many times I was tempted to resign myself to my black fate.

But if Max Eisenhardt was anything, he was a survivor.

The one good thing I remember from those years was my darling love, Magda, a Romani girl interned with me, and during the October 7th revolt in 1944 the pair of us managed to make our escape. We fled to the Ukraine and lived out the remainder of the war and its aftermath in relative peace with her family, and Magda bore us a daughter, Anya. We were happy together, though I hid from my wife a great secret I was only just uncovering myself — I was a mutant, born with the power to manipulate magnetic fields and master the entire electro-magnetic spectrum.

Our peaceful life was not to last. While we lived in the Soviet city of Vinnitsa (alas, the life of a Roma did not suit me), I was cheated out of my pay by my employer and, in anger, used my powers consciously for the first time by throwing a crowbar at him through sheer will alone. In retaliation, driven on by fear of what they could not understand, the people of Vinnitsa formed a mob and burned down the inn where Magda, Anya, and I were living. When I saw my daughter's burning body fall out of her room, prevented from helping her by KGB minions who held me down and battered me repeatedly, I did not take it well. I unleashed the fury of my newfound powers, killing the thugs who held me down, the animals who killed my daughter, and tearing a chunk of their wretched city to the ground. Magda survived, but my power, and my temporary insanity, terrified her into fleeing, leaving me alone to bury our daughter (and when Soviet troops attempted to stop me doing so, I turned their guns on them and pulled their triggers).

It would be decades before I found out that Magda had been pregnant when she fled. I never saw her again, for she died shortly after giving birth. My last memory of my wife is of her screaming in horror and terror at me.

I fled Europe, fled the pain and anguish and the torment, and began traveling, eventually making my way to Israel where I did volunteer work in a psychiatric hospital for Holocaust survivors, those who understandably were overwhelmed by the sheer barbarity of it all. Another volunteer at that hospital was a young American named Charles Xavier, and I was destined to be his best friend and greatest enemy. Charles and I discussed many things, foremost amongst them the fate of mutantkind and the threat posed to it by a world that hates and fears us. Charles, in his simple naivetÚ, thought that humans and mutants could live peacefully together, but his only taste of humanity's bestial nature was being bullied by his oaf of a stepbrother, and some brief time as a medic in the Korean War. I, however, had been weaned on a diet of nothing but man's inhumanity; I had seen nightmarish horrors the likes of which Xavier could not begin to imagine, and I was resolved, I was determined, that such a thing must not happen twice. Mutants, Homo superior, would not have to repeat the history of my sorry childhood. We had not yet revealed to each other that we were both, ourselves, mutants.

I saw once and for all that Charles' views and mine were incompatible once we were drawn into battle with those Neo-Nazi trash known as HYDRA, who had abducted our friend Gabrielle Haller because she knew the location of a hoard of Nazi Gold. We both revealed our powers that day and overpowered the HYDRA agents, Xavier with his boundless telepathic might and I with my ever-growing mastery over the forces of magnetism. But a fellow mutant, the first one I had ever met, refused to deal with these pond scum with the harsh hand they deserved. In disgust, and realizing we had nothing more to say to one another, I took the gold for myself and left.

The final nail in the coffin was when I worked for a Western intelligence agency, tasked with hunting down Nazi war criminals while maintaining my cover as a Double Agent for Mossad, and handing over those murderers to Israel for a richly deserved trial and justice. I had fallen in love again, my darling Isabelle, but my Western masters — who had been well aware of what I was up to, but had up to now condoned it — decided that my latest capture, a worthless architect of misery named Hans Richter, was too valuable to surrender to his fate. They recruited him and murdered Isabelle right in front of my eyes, for which I hunted down each one of my controllers and paid them in kind.

In the face of ever growing anti-mutant persecution, I remade myself as Magneto, a living example of mutant superiority, of mutant existence, so as to make a statement that mutants no longer had to hide in the shadows. I declared war on humankind, because I realized that force was the only thing humans understood, and the only thing that would save mutants from an identical fate. Xavier, now a cripple, made clear he opposed my plans, and I clashed time and time again with his band of mutant heroes, the X-Men. They thwarted plan after plan, and battled me and my Brotherhood, amongst whom were two bitter young mutant twins called the Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver — whom I later learnt were Wanda and Pietro, my children by Magda, though unfortunately only after my radical ways had proceeded to alienate us from one another.

In the face of endless opposition, from my own kind and my own children, as well as non-mutant superhumans such as The Avengers, who accepted Wanda and Pietro into their ranks, I have learnt to soften my stance somewhat. I have even joined the X-Men myself from time to time, and worked with them to combat greater mutual menaces. But I stand by my most core belief. I have seen the lowest depths of human evil; I may have dragged myself from the abyss of my own hypocrisy, but though I am no longer as bent on genocide and domination does not mean mutants are safe. The safety and well-being of my people are of paramount importance, and rest assured, human troper, I am prepared to do anything to ensure our survival and prosperity, and to avert the repetition of history which would see mutantkind consigned to the death camps.

If I live by any creed, it is this: Never. Again.

Despite my resentment towards humans, I admit that some of them have portrayed me in a clever way in the films. The actors that played me are Ian McKellen and Michael Fassbender. My voice was also given by John Stephenson, David Hemblen, Christopher Judge, Tony Jay, Richard Green, John DiMaggio, and Tom Kane.

See YMMV.Magneto for more.

Examples of how my character may be described:

  • Adaptational Heroism: In the 90s X-Men cartoon, because the show was basing its stories on what was current in the comics and at the time I wasn't an antagonist, I actually was an ally to the X-Men in most of my appearances.
  • Adaptational Villainy:
    • While I renounce Homo sapiens' limited labels of morality, my counterpart in Wolverine and the X-Men was willing to allow Sentinels free reign of Genosha, killing my fellow mutants en masse, simply so that the remainder would be more willing to wage war, something that goes against everything I have ever struggled for.
    • Likewise, my film counterpart, while charismatic, and certainly true in every regard about mankind's treatment of mutants, is still an utter self-serving bastard.
    • Worst of all is the inept counterpart of myself faced by the Ultimate X-Men, who completely sacrificed any and all of my moral ambiguity to become nothing more than a repugnant mutant supremacist and genocidal maniac.
  • Affably Evil: In some portrayals, Depending on the Writer, I am a gentleman in my pursuit of mutant freedom. Being played by the charming Sir Ian Mc Kellen in the movies highlights this aspect of myself.
  • Ambiguously Jewish: I am but this is sometimes intentional. Marvel at one point Retconned my ethnic status away while they were preparing for one of my more vicious phases, afraid that such a villain being Jewish would seem anti-Semitic and cause problems. Naturally, no one wondered if it was anti-mutant. And if you're wondering what they changed me to, it was, as I sort of mentioned before, a Sinte. It was a rather disingenuous move given their motivations.
  • A Nazi by Any Other Name: My incarnation in the Ultimate Marvel universe is this, feeling not only that mutants should reign, but that encourages the active murder of normal humans even when it serves no purpose, nor does he have an actual reason to hate humans, not being a Holocaust survivor like myself. That this psychotic charlatan dares claim the mantle of Master Of Magnetism is an insult, and he should count himself lucky that he was killed by that universe's Cyclops in retaliation for the cataclysm he caused, as I would have found a way to destroy him for tainting my name eventually.
  • Antagonist Abilities: Whilst I scoff at the mere idea of "fighting fair" (your X-Men hardly agree to battle me one-on-one, now, do they, Charles?), I confess that my mastery of magnetism gives me a number of abilities which opponents have trouble circumventing.
    • First of all, there is the gift of Flight, and my ability to stay well out of reach of brutish attackers like the brash Logan.
    • Secondly, I am able to place Deflector Shields and other barriers around me to protect even from long-distance attacks.
    • Thirdly, my magnetism can act as an Area of Effect that does not even require conscious aiming or precision, although this is rather taxing for me.
    • I have demonstrated the ability to perform Villain Teleportation, if the need requires.
    • I can use any of the many objects in my vicinity as Flying Weapons to keep my opponents busy and distract them as I complete my objectives.
    • If there is sufficient iron (or other metals) in their bodies, I can manipulate others like People Puppets.
    • When damaged, I can magnetically seal my wounds and reduce damage to prevent blood loss.
    • Due to the human mind relying upon electromagnetic synapses and other similar functions, I have been known to dabble in Mind Manipulation when given sufficient cause.
    • And last but certainly not least, being the Master of Magnetism makes me effectively able to shape reality to my very whim.
  • Anti-Hero: Regardless of whether I fight against or with the X-Men, I never hesitated to give scumbags exactly what they deserve.
  • Anti-Villain: One that has started many an argument of varying maturity. To some, I am a Well-Intentioned Extremist supremacist mass-murdering terrorist demagogue, with occasional outright genocidal ambitions; alternately, some people still root for the Brotherhood despite their muddled blood, weep for my cause, or have contempt of my position in life. No matter the style "Anti-Hero" they label me, my ideals are rightfully accorded with respect, as all of humanity in this Crapsack World are persecuting scum who have it coming... which is all Depending on the Writer. Even God had trouble balancing favorites in the Good Book, I suppose.
  • Arch-Enemy: The X-Men in general; Charles Xavier in particular... although I don't take it personally.
    • If not Charles, than the Red Skull. As much as I battle the X-Men, they are ultimately a Friendly Enemy I would much rather join forces with, but the Skull is by far the one being alive that I despise more than anyone. He symbolizes everything I detest, and I would gladly crush his throat with my bare hands if not for the fact that such a death would be too kind for such Nazi scum.
  • Artistic License ľ Physics: Writers play around with the moniker of "Master of Magnetism" to the point that very little of what I can accomplish has anything to do with magnetism.
  • Astral Projection: It's suggested I learned how to do this despite not having any Psychic Powers of my own, though perhaps it is merely that, though I do have psychic powers, I prefer to use my Magnetism. I would prefer not to say.
  • The Atoner:
    • I have in many days attempted to atone for my misdeeds, a result of my status as the main villain with good aims adversary to Charles and his X-Men. During two of my atonement phases, I even joined them.
    • In an alternate universe, I had made a deal with an entity from another universe hoping to give mutants a fighting chance, but I soon learned to my horror that I had brought a deadly virus to Earth, and I devoted the remainder of my life in that universe to saving as many people, human AND mutant, as I could from the monsters that were once heroes.
  • Badass: I am among the most powerful of mutants and it is the strength of my will that pushes the cause of mutants forward.
  • Badass Grandpa: I have two grandsons, who helped me find their mother the last time she went missing and a granddaughter.
  • Badass Baritone:
  • Barrier Warrior: I can raise electromagnetic barriers, with varying degrees of "electro-" and "-magnetic."
  • Berserk Button: Do not even THINK the words "Just Following Orders" in my presence.
  • Big Bad: Formerly, the chief antagonist of the X-men. We have since found more common ground.
  • Big Good: In the Age of Apocalypse timeline, I led the mutants opposing Apocalypse and his twisted minions.
  • Boxing Lessons for Superman: Years after discovering my mutant powers, I studied magnetism in depth, along with many other different scientific fields, in order to perfect my gift.
  • Brainwashing for the Greater Good:
    • When I was de-aged by Alpha, Charles and that woman Mactaggert did this to me. How dare they! How dare they play God with my mind, claiming it was for some greater good! ... As it transpired, it hadn't actually worked at all.
    • I... confess I have made use of this, once making Mastermind bury a young Lorna's traumatic memory of killing her mother with her newly activated powers. But I was right to do so!
  • Broken Pedestal: Suffice to say, some of my Acolytes were thoroughly displeased to even look at me when I lost my powers on M-Day. Miss Joanna Cargill especially so.
  • Brought Down to Badass: There have been times where I have had to make do without my powers, for one reason or another. They do nothing to slow my effectiveness however, as Joanna Cargill (and her eyes) can attest.
  • Chew Toy: It would appear that the universe at large may have a thing against mutants as mankind does.
  • Cool Helmet: One that protects me from psychic intrusions as well. As a result, "Bucket Head" is a Fan Nickname.
  • Dark Messiah:
    • I will use any means necessary to bring mutants back into dominance. My people have even considered me their "Mutant Messiah" in contrast to Charles' approach.
    • After the events of Avengers vs. X-Men, I have bequeathed the role to Cyclops, as he alone is responsible for the plan that has brought back mutantkind from the brink. It is not often that even I am impressed.
  • Deadpan Snarker: Depending on the Writer, my incarnation in the live action films was very much witty.
  • Depending on the Writer: Many, MANY humans, moronic or not, penning my stories.
    • Am I an Anti-Villain with sympathetic aims, a leader with extreme methods toward a golden age for mutants, or a completely psychotic madman who will strike down ANYONE who gets in my way? It depends on what interpretation there is of me you think holds the most water.
    • How reliant I am on my helmet to resist telepathy tends to depend on whether humans remember I have telepathic talents of my own. I'm not sure when it started, but it appears they've mistaken my helmet for that of Charles' unruly step-brother.
    • Whether or not my powers extend to a certain magical hammer has also widely varied. At times I am written as unable, yet on other occasions I am more than capable of it.
  • The Determinator: Nothing less could withstand the barbarity of the Holocaust.
  • Doting Grandparent: Even if she is lamentably powerless, I will not allow any to harm my granddaughter Luna. Indeed, I once swore I would rather die than allow her to suffer a moment's grief.
  • Do Unto Others Before They Do Unto Us: This is one of my main rationales in my war on humanity, and one of the main sticking points in my philosophical differences with Charles: I must strike at humans before they do mutants harm.
  • Enemy Mine: Truth be told, I have had to side with Charles and his X-Men when the need arises.
    • Said forced team-ups may have also been the result of another entity playing a foolish game.
    • On another occasion, I worked with several of the Marvel Universe's most despicable villains, including the Red Skull, in what was colloquially referred to as the "Acts of Vengeance", in an attempt to destroy the "heroes" who constantly interfered with our plans. The bile still rises in my throat when I think of working with that... Nazi... although in retrospect I realize that I and the other participants in the plot were manipulated by Loki the trickster god.
  • Even Evil Has Standards: First of all I am not evil. I use the term ironically to defy you homo sapiens' nonsensical moral applications, such as when I named my organization the Brotherhood of "Evil" Mutants.
    • I am far more moral than the likes of Sebastian Shaw, Apocalypse, or William Stryker. I work for a cause. They work only for themselves.
    • Don't even mention the Red Skull to me. Then you will see how "evil" I can be. Speaking of the Skull, the fool managed to steal Charles' brain to gain new "powers" and exploit both humans and mutants. I will learn upon this in the tie-in prelude to the Autumn 2014 event AXIS in my own title. For my friend's sake, THE. SKULL. MUST. PAY. Unfortunately in my blind rage I killed the Skull only to awaken my darker half Onslaught.
  • Evil Genius: I am amongst the many geniuses of this world, specializing in Magnetism (obviously) and Physics in general as well as having a keen knowledge of Genetic Engineering, Engineering in itself, Geology, and other sciences. I'm also very much multilingual, even being able to decipher a long-lost language and have reconstructed advanced computer devices from memory. As expected from my leadership, I am also a talented strategist, a requirement in my war on humanity. I am also quite the connoisseur of the fine arts and finest literature, thus admitting that Homo sapiens have made at least some worthwhile contributions to life. To others, my ability to manipulate the lessers amongst you is paramount.
  • Evil Is Petty: During one of my more "unstable" periods, when I regained my youth and vitality but before I regained my composure and focus, I used my command of magnetism to make that irritating oaf Wolverine punch himself in the face.
  • Evil Plan: My methods can be rather... extreme, I will admit, but in truth I should be lauded for my efforts to prevent mutant genocide. Only a homo sapien would consider creating a utopia for them instead to be evil.
  • Extra Ore Dinary: Whatever the writers decide of my powers, I can always control metal.
  • Final Boss: In nearly every Video Game about the X-Men ever made. It would be easier to list the ones that don't feature me as this.
  • Forgot About My Powers: There was an incident in which Reed Richards managed to dupe me with a wooden gun. The sheer simplicity of his trick dumbfounded me to the point in which the authorities took me in without incident. To this day I still cannot explain what happened.
  • Flanderization: Since the movies, both fans and even writers often seem to assume that my powers are restricted to manipulating metallic objects.
  • Freudian Excuse: Back in my day, it was called the Holocaust. ...But no, that's not quite right. That wraps things up too nicely. The Holocaust happened, and I survived, even attempting to not let such an event shape me negatively. Then my daughter was killed by you vile lot, I discovered and unleashed my powers to deal deserved judgment... and, regrettably, my beloved Magda left me in fear soon after I had unleashed my wrath upon the culprits responsible.
  • Friendly Enemy: Depending on which writer is "guiding" my hand (usually that Chris Claremont takes this view), there will be many times in which I heavily regret the seemingly never-ending conflicts I have with Charles and his X-Men, even as I do what is right by my people.
  • From Nobody to Nightmare: Once I was just a simple young man, until my family saw just how horrible humans can be. Though it was after their murder of my daughter that I became fully devoted to my cause. Had they simply left me alone, I would have stayed Max Eisenhardt. But now, I am so much more. Now, I am Magneto.
  • Glass Cannon: My powers are typically highly destructive, even if all the writers can think of is manipulating metal, but at the same time I myself am no more durable than any non-powered man.
  • Glowing Eyes of Doom: Goes without saying, but when my eyes are aglow, you would be smart not to get in my way.
  • Good Is Dumb: I admit that during the first period I had running Xavier's Institute, I made some exceedingly foolish decisions.
  • He Who Fights Monsters:
  • Heel-Face Revolving Door: I shall always do what needs to be done to safeguard the future of mutantkind — regardless of whether others consider my actions "good" or "evil." Evidently, I am a "face" in such terminology after I yanked miss Kitty Pryde off of what you Homo tropiens might call the Bus.
  • Humans Are Bastards: Tell me this, can YOU continue to champion human democracy and gentleness if you had seen AND felt EXACTLY what hand your kind dealt to me and other mutants around the world?! You would be a fool or a similar prejudiced scum to believe otherwise!
  • I Have Many Names: Erik Magnus Lehnsherr and other shortened variants such as Erik Magnus, Magneto (of course), The Master of Magnetism. To be honest, my REAL name is Max Eisenhardt, a German-Polish Jew. In most other retellings, I am content with simply "Magnus".
  • Imagination-Based Superpower: Magnetism is capable of anything in my hands. For example, my Magnetic Attraction power can hypnotize the less mentally capable. I have also magnetically lifted various objects and entities that logically I should not have been able to, like simple water. I can even manipulate the entire electro-magnetic spectrum, albeit without the same potency as regular magnetism, and once in a while I display some latent telepathic powers.
  • I'm a Humanitarian: Not me, of course; for all humanity's atrocities against mutantkind, I would never condone so repugnant an action in response. However, my reprehensible counterpart in the Ultimate Marvel universe quite blatantly states he has eaten human flesh in the past, and then goes so far as to threaten to turn humanity into literal livestock for mutantkind as part of his build up to executing the President of America.
  • Immune to Mind Control: I have a special helmet that prevents me from being mind-controlled. A most useful tool when my arch nemesis (Prof. X) is one of the most accomplished psychics in the world.
  • Jerk with a Heart of Gold: Even if my methods reach far into the depths of villainy as you see it, even if I almost become exactly like my oppressors, I desire nothing but a world where mutants are FREE from the hand of racism dealt by man.
  • Joker Immunity: I'm Marvel's premiere example. That very trope page brought up that I may well have had more intended permanent deaths, de-powers, and lobotomies to render me harmless than any other super villain, so much so that I might have likely been the Trope Namer if not for the Joker.
  • Knight Templar: In the past, I have done whatever it takes to ensure prosperity for mutant-kind. Naturally, how far I am forced to go depends on who's writing at the moment.
  • Large Ham: How else can I show that I'm superior to you human beings than with powerful speech and gestures?
  • Light 'em Up: I have occasionally manipulated the visible electromagnetic spectrum to make myself invisible. I do have a slight white motif with my hair and lightning, but I don't go pretentiously overboard.
  • Lightning Can Do Anything: If there's no possible way for my magnetism to pull off a certain insane feat, that is where the "electro" prefix of "electromagnetism" comes in.
  • Love Triangle: I am part of one, locked in combat with that insolent Cajun Remy LeBeau (better known as Gambit, to you) for the affections of the mutant Rogue. She promises nothing about the future, but I have won the triangle for now.
  • Made of Iron: In one of my confrontations with Charles' students, I received several blows to the head from Colossus, yet still remained standing, to say nothing of the fact I simply shrugged off that loutish Wolverine's attempts to skewer me.
  • May-December Romance: Some humans claim to be bothered by the age difference between myself and lovely Rogue, even though thanks to being turned into a baby by Alpha the "Ultimate Mutant" and later returned to adulthood by a Shi'ar agent, I now have a body that is physically in its thirties. The age difference is never brought up when people talk about Wolverine's romantic relationships with women of roughly Rogue's age (Jean Grey, Mariko Yashida, Yukio, etc.) even though he is old enough to be my grandfather. But double standards have always been Homo sapiens' hallmark. Regardless, it has been brought to my attention that Rogue and I have married and started a family in at least one universe, which... does not displease me.
  • Meaningful Name:
    • My original name, Max Eisenhardt, is quite poetic. "Eisen" is the German word for "Iron". "Hardt" sounds like German ("hart") and English ("hard"), which both mean the same thing. "Max" connotes intensity. Who would have guessed a man with such a name would later become the hardened master of metal manipulation?
    • In German names, the "-hard/hardt/hart" suffix originally means "strong"; it is also present e. g. in "Bern(h)ard" (strong as a bear) or "Gerhard" (strong with the spear). Thus "Eisenhardt" means "strong as iron", or in my case also: strong with iron.
  • Morality Pet: At times, Kitty Pryde — fellow mutant and fellow Jew — serves in this capacity. One of my terms as a "face" is due to delivering her from danger.
  • My God, What Have I Done?: In essence, my reaction to harming a young Katherine Pryde in battle. For all that I have sworn to fight for Mutantkind by any means necessary, I shall not harm children.
  • Never My Fault: Some humans pretend that my actions have harmed more of my fellow mutants and hurt the cause of mutant rights than they have ever helped, and that I'm pinning the blame for that on humanity. They sure are fine ones to think of me this way!
  • New Powers as the Plot Demands: Over the course of my career, I've found many ways to use the power of magnetism to manipulate related forms of energy for a variety of uses. For example, turning invisible by bending light, manipulating electromagnetic energy to shoot lightning bolts, or altering the behavior of local gravitational fields; some see this as "evidence" of a unified field theory that states all energy is the same, but just emitted in various ways. Still, in most cases, magnetism is far easier to manipulate than any other, so I usually stay with that.
  • No Pronunciation Guide: Until dramatic media made the way I prefer my name to be pronounced more widely known, certain engineering ignoramuses insisted on pronouncing it "magnet-oh", which sounds like some stage conjurer's pseudonym.
  • Noble Demon: Pretend you never met me or knew of what massacres I had been forced to commit and place yourself in my position: Wouldn't you do anything to protect your loved ones and your people from harm?
  • Not So Different: Many had tried this on me, but none had enraged me as much as when that disgusting Nazi Red Skull did this. I paid him back in kind.
  • Not Quite Flight: Controlling magnetic lines of force enables me to levitate. It is also a likely explanation for how I can move things lacking ferrous metal.
  • Older Than They Look: Thanks to the courtesy of Alpha and the High Evolutionary, I'm in my physical prime, despite being almost a century old.
  • Omnidisciplinary Scientist: Genetic manipulation, particle physics, engineering, designing weapons, space stations, superpowered humanoid lifeforms, devices that generate volcanoes and earthquakes, devices that block telepathy, devices that can nullify all mutant powers except for my own. I've reconstructed computerized devices from memory. I could probably make the top ten list for smartest people on this piddling planet if I put my mind to it.
  • Pay Evil unto Evil:
    • I once imprisoned a man in a basement with limited water and no light. By the time he was found, he was wishing for death. The man in question was the Red Skull; a villain so vile and repulsive that even the psychotic clown won't work with him.
    • I once did this with Fabian Cortez, a treacherous mutant supremacist that in the past tried to kill me, manipulate wars between humans and mutants that led to the destruction of a safe haven for mutants I created, and also tried to use my granddaughter as a human shield. The minute I no longer needed him, I flung him miles away and then smashed him into the ground.
  • Put on a Bus: It seems that when I've battled humanity for "too long", I end up swept aside so other villains can "take the splitlight for a while" or other such rot. You equate this to a mere TV show? This is a war I battle! But if I must, the first instance was after my 12th battle when I unexpectedly found myself a prisoner of a an unexpected extra-terrestrial called the Stranger.
  • Putting on the Reich: People ill-knowing of what I have been through tend to bring up my domination of San Marco, wherein I had an army of mercenaries, outfitted with Waffen-SS surplus uniforms. The stylized "M" armbands were one step away from swastikas, otherwise the resemblance to that monster Adolf Hitler was total. Come to that, many of my actions as a man willing to use any lengths to replace mankind with my own genetically superior people do draw unavoidable comparisons.
  • Revenge Before Reason:
    • After being restored by Erik the Red, I was determined to avenge myself on the X-Men, ignoring the fact that in the time since I had last encountered them all but Cyclops had been replaced with entirely different people. Eventually, they had no recourse but to flee, but I still vowed to confront them at another time.
    • If a human were to harm another Mutant, I confess I would more likely call for their death than anything else, even a truly heartfelt apology. Though such things from Homo Sapiens are fleetingly rare as it is. It became much less amusing when my former Acolyte, Exodus, turned this around on me for defending Charles from Frenzy.
  • The Revolution Will Not Be Civilized: Unlike Xavier, I recognize that there can be no peaceful cooperation between humanity and mutantkind. Mutantkind will take its flawed predecessor's place, and although I try not to be too carelessly callous, I will not lose sleep over doing what must be done.
  • The Rival: Charles Xavier, as a result of our differing views on whether mutantkind and man can live in peace or not; in the wider Marvel Universe, my rival is instead Doctor Doom. I am the closest he considers to be legitimate competition.
  • Shock and Awe: A primary attack of mine, aside from throwing any amount of tons of metal at my enemies, is shooting bolts of lightning. Don't expect to turn my own powers against me either.
  • Shooting Superman:
    • Most Homo sapiens obviously never learn that bullets are made of metal. There have been attempts to counter my abilities with non-metallic ballistics, but mutant gifts continuously outpace feeble human innovations in every capacity.
    • The X-Men themselves did this when they sent Wolverine, whose skeleton is magnetic due to his adamantium bones, on a team to deal with me. They should have known better.
  • Slave Brand: I will forever carry the tattoo of a Nazi concentration camp upon my skin. As my cinematic counterpart so eloquently states, I would sooner die than allow another needle to touch my skin, or that of any other Mutant.
  • Sliding Scale of Idealism Versus Cynicism: A character-personified version, with Charles on the admirable but foolish Idealism end and myself vice versa. Although really, it is more what you call "realism" than mindless pessimism. Look at the history of the homo sapien race and score its track record of tolerance. Look at how many villains are human or mutant. Given these facts, peaceful coexistence is not reasonable.
  • Some of My Best Friends Are X: Before I met Rogue, I generally was romantically or sexually involved with non-mutant women — dear departed Magda, Isabelle, Polaris's mother, the back-stabbing Wasp, and Cyclops' former lover Lee Forrester.
  • Spell My Name with an "S": Those who have set themselves to the worthy task of chronicling my deeds are often confused as to the spelling of my preferred civilian name. Erik is sometimes written as Eric, and Lehnsherr is written as Lensherr as often as not.
  • Stating the Simple Solution: Marvel were planning to have a major battle between me and Wolverine, when Peter David realized that I could just rip his skeleton out and be done with him.
  • Steven Ulysses Perhero: Yes, my "human" name translates roughly into "intensely strong iron". Plus, I have used "Magnus" as a middle name since the ill-fated incident that cost me the closest to family I could ever experience. Though, I believe that "Magneto" is a far more superior and indicative moniker.
  • Strong as They Need to Be: As this page states, my powers are essentially limited to whatever the writers can think of with magnetism, which means they can vary considerable from one story to another.
  • Superpower Lottery: Long story short I have total control over one of the four fundamental forces of the universe. This doesn't put me in spitting distance of strongest mutant, but I'm far away stronger than most others.
  • Supreme Chef: As you know, I am no savage. To go along with my vast powers, I am also quite the skilled cook. It was a necessity during my time as a child prisoner of Nazi concentration camps.
  • Tangled Family Tree: Mine is... complex. to say the least. I'm even present on the page image.
  • ▄bermensch: It's not easy to consider me "nice" in any respect, but I believe myself to have my own type of moral code that allows me to believe that it will all mean well in the end, placing myself as leader, and having to eliminate the inferiors. To any medical evaluator that deems himself worthy of judging me (more so if it's a human psychologist) that would thus make me a sociopath ideologue with typical monstrous egomania and entitled ruthlessness; others at least put me in a more sympathetic light. Still others go so far as to claim its all a result of bipolar disorder brought by my powers and claim I'm just plain mentally ill. A heartfelt but foolish notion.
  • The Extremist Was Right: Can you really argue with me on this? No matter how many times the X-Men have stopped my plans or saved the world from any other number of threats to it, mutants are still hated and feared by normal humans as much as they were before.
  • Those Who Fight Monsters: What else would you expect, when one's abilities have allowed him to live through the Holocaust, McCarthyism, the Civil Rights Movement, the Vietnam War, the AIDS epidemic and subsequent witch-hunting vilification of homosexuals... I have seen, to quote Burns, "Man's inhumanity to Man," again and again. In the past, I tried to use my gifts quietly for the betterment of all, like Charles... but I have come to see how slow, inefficient, and utterly futile this method is — how millions suffer and continue to suffer while the pacifistic way simply scratches the surface of Hatred. I see how naive I was to ever believe that peace alone could fight hatred. I know now that the fastest, surest way to eliminate hate is to do just that... eliminate it.
  • Top One Hundred Comic Book Villains: Making number one was a rather dubious honor... Still, if it was meant as a compliment, who am I to argue?
  • Unskilled, but Strong: Averted, as there is a very, VERY good reason they call me "The Master of Magnetism" as I am one of the strongest mutants on earth, as well as having great skill and creativity in how I implement my mutant abilities. Considering magnetism is one of the four fundamental forces of nature, I should be held in high regard by humans and mutants alike, and it also helps that I am a learned scientist in my own right, so I WOULD know how best to use them.
  • Utopia Justifies the Means: Whatever it takes, mutantkind WILL prevail.
  • Visionary Villain: No matter how vile they may be, my every act is a stone in the foundations of a world where mutants do not live in fear of homo sapien oppression.
  • Well-Intentioned Extremist: I'll do what I must to ensure mutants never suffer any more at the hands of you humans.
  • Wicked Cultured: I shun the human-applied label of "wicked" — I merely do what I must to provide for my people. Nonetheless, I have a full understanding and appreciation for the few positive and admirable things human culture has produced over its long, floundering history.
  • With Great Power Comes Great Insanity:
    • It would certainly appear to you that my powers have left my mind damaged from the constant use, leaving me in a state of constant irritation and agitation.
    • Many would also attempt to remember that ridiculous period in which I, after posing as Xorn, he conquered Manhattan Island and turned it into, more or less, a concentration camp for humans, complete with gas chambers and/or crematoriums. Even with one of my own likening the imitator's actions to Nazi Germany. Of course, that never REALLY happened, and was attributed to my addiction to the mutant-power-boosting drug "Kick". Then they tried to claim the drug was actually a sentient virus. What REALLY REALLY happened was when Wolverine decapitated the thing, revealing its TRUE identity as the REAL Xorn's Evil Twin, imitating me imitating Xorn! That one human wearing the hat and gluing himself to that settee has a point when he notes how other, gloriously incompetent humans wonder why new readers can't get into comics. I certainly can't after this mess.
  • Worthy Opponent:
    • Our conflicting ideologies aside, Charles Xavier is still my dearest friend, and has done more to help mutants than anyone in the world (besides myself).
    • As loathe as I am to admit it, I must concede that perhaps alone of all humanity, Captain America does seem to truly believe in the ideal of equality that he espouses.
  • You Have Out Lived Your Usefulness: I did this once to Fabian Cortez, after I temporarily allowed him back in my ranks due to need of his powers, but as soon as I found a machine that served as a substitute, I finally killed him for his treachery against me years earlier.

(The above should be read in the voice of Ian McKellen, David Hemblen, or Tom Kane. If read in the voice of John Stephenson, all references to yourself should be in the third person.)