While studying to become the next generation of law enforcement at the New York Police Academy the Fatman (bka Chum the Skrilla Guerilla of the Demigodz) became infamous for his wily hijinx. He was the guy who would handcuff the sexy female police instructor to a desk during class -- and get away with it. An Old Lyme, Connecticut native with a penchant for fart jokes and whose mind is a yellow pages for the off-the-books sex industry, the Fatman would lazily pass thru the ranks from beat cop to undercover detective with a snack in his hands at every turn. However dont underestimate the Fatman, while he may over 300 pounds and he wont run after you, his index and thumb stay in shape from lifting donuts. The Fatman is the bad cop.
Conversely Philadelphia, Pennsylvania native "Mike" (bka iCON the Mic King of Fallen Angelz) was the serious type, the one who only spoke when he had something to say. Mike was who the Fatman borrowed notes from when he couldnt seduce the teacher into giving him a good grade. A top of the line marksman, Mike could the Miranda Rights to a perp in seven languages. He, too, flew through the ranks and would become a decorated officer with various medals throughout his short tenure as a beat cop. Mikes street-savvy gave him leverage over most cops in stings and his book smarts coupled with his discipline and attention to detail made him an invaluable asset to the force. Mike is the good cop.
The cliché is that opposites attract. An idiom could not be more accurate. Mike and the Fatman often found themselves making attempts at the same women at the police academy at the same time. Once it was discovered that they were sharing women they began to trade and from then forward a strong bond would form. No homo.
Upon graduating they remained friends and made their respective marks in various precincts across the Big Apple. However, it wasnt until theyd both made it into offbeat world of the blue Caprice that they would link up (no homo) and become a legendary unstoppable force.
Now calling the 9th Precinct home, Mike and the Fatman have found their niche. Somewhat of an urban legend it is rumored that the Fatman celebrates milestone crime busts with the best hookers the city has to offer, free of charge. The only drawback to this is he does it on the taxpayers dime. It is also rumored that the temperamental two have beaten several perps within inches of the respective lives just because. Since the two have converged theyve shown signs of brilliance but on their own schedule and as result Mike and the Fatman have gotten to know the Police Commissioner very well.
The Mike and the Fatman record is the soundtrack to the last year of their work together before they were ultimately fired by Commissioner Berringer for insubordination. The Fatman provides the canvases, Mike does the painting. The two are now running their own respective private investigation firms.
Now and forever the name Mike and the Fatman speaks for itself and they are always the last to respond to an all points bulletin.