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unseenlibrarianSolly “King Solomon” Donovan is probably not the first guy who springs to mind when you think of a mob boss. For one thing, he looks like a pig farmer, because that’s his day job. But not just any pigs. See, Solly Donovan is president of the Animal Handler and Trainers Union, and any time you need a hog, boar, or particularly photogenic piglet for your movie, he’s your go-to-guy. But as it turns out, owning a pig farm is a real good way to dispose of bodies you don’t want anyone to find, and when you control that, you can leverage it to take over the rackets, if you’re so minded, and Solly Donovan just happened to be so minded.
There’s a lot of stories about how he got his nickname- the must popular one is that he cut a man who owed both him and the bookwyrm exactly in half, but that’s bullshit. Solly Donovan’s a Bargain Mage, and one who’s grabbed the brass ring- his bargain contract’s with one of the big Goetic demons. Which one, no one’s sure. But word is he’s looking to make deals with the rest, and that’s why they call him King Solomon.
He’s also why I haven’t been in a movie for three years, even a bit part of “Thug #2″ or “Threatening Man with gun.” It started as a simple jurisdiction thing- the wranglers wanted some input on bringing in shapeshifting actors, since that sort of thing directly threatened their livelihood. I didn’t figure it involved me, since I’m just a Cheney, and I mostly just do stunt work, taking hits and falling off of buildings for better looking guys. But Solly Donovan didn’t see it that way, and that was just where things started.
With no stunt work or bit parts coming in, I had to fall back on hanging out my shingle as a private eye. And somehow, I kept running across operations that Solly Donovan had his fingers in, which lead to them getting busted up, so at this point I figure he’s just keeping me from working in my actual chosen profession out of spite.
The feeling’s mutual, so now I go out of my way to poke my nose into any of his nonsense I catch wind of.
We’re probably going to kill each other, someday.
There’s a lot of stories about how he got his nickname- the must popular one is that he cut a man who owed both him and the bookwyrm exactly in half, but that’s bullshit. Solly Donovan’s a Bargain Mage, and one who’s grabbed the brass ring- his bargain contract’s with one of the big Goetic demons. Which one, no one’s sure. But word is he’s looking to make deals with the rest, and that’s why they call him King Solomon.
He’s also why I haven’t been in a movie for three years, even a bit part of “Thug #2″ or “Threatening Man with gun.” It started as a simple jurisdiction thing- the wranglers wanted some input on bringing in shapeshifting actors, since that sort of thing directly threatened their livelihood. I didn’t figure it involved me, since I’m just a Cheney, and I mostly just do stunt work, taking hits and falling off of buildings for better looking guys. But Solly Donovan didn’t see it that way, and that was just where things started.
With no stunt work or bit parts coming in, I had to fall back on hanging out my shingle as a private eye. And somehow, I kept running across operations that Solly Donovan had his fingers in, which lead to them getting busted up, so at this point I figure he’s just keeping me from working in my actual chosen profession out of spite.
The feeling’s mutual, so now I go out of my way to poke my nose into any of his nonsense I catch wind of.
We’re probably going to kill each other, someday.
