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[2011-10-03 01:33:04 +0000 UTC]
"Saxophones."
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 23; Deviations: 6; Watchers: 42
Watching: 31; Pageviews: 3422; Comments Made: 453; Friends: 31
# About me
"Ask me your goddamn questions and get the hell out. I'm in the middle of my sax practice. I gotta gig tonight at the bar, y'know."Chicago is your stereotypical jazz musician/swing cat from the 50's. He loves to cuss, drink, play poker and play jazz music. He's quite a player, but he's unsocial around other males. Even though he hangs out with a lot of girls, his only real friend is Juneau.
He has no romantic feelings for Juneau, and is more of a brother than friend.
"If you must hang around, then I dare you to try and beat me at Five Card Draw."
If you catch Chicago in a good mood, and ask nicely, he will play saxophone or piano for you. Chicago is very passionate about his music, and when he's playing it is one of the only times you'll find him... Happy.
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SWEET LORD IN HEAVEN I'M SORRY I GOT US INTO THIS MESS.
Other jazzers:
Enemies:
Poker buds:
Street-lickers:
...Juneau.
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# Comments
Comments: 222
C-Chi, w-we're friends r-right? *sobbing*
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*shrug*
I guess, why?
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O-Okay, because i dont t-think i have that many a-and B-Bristol hasnt talked to me i-in a while
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...okay then.
And this is my problem because?
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B-becase your my only f-friend and i didnt know w-what was happening.
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(Omigod your Chicago is so freakin' adorable <33 lol)
A question, a question from a Chicagoan B)
Do you love me?
What do you think of your new mayor?
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<< AMG THANK YOU *flailflail* I'll answer this as soon as I can. >>
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( You're welcome! 
completely sound like a fangirl there (random lol, what?) But you capture
Chicago's personality l couldn't help it)
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<< You have no idea how much that means to me He just seemed like the kind of character that'd be sorta standoffish and rude. I've been there before, but only once. >>
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(I know what you mean. I've read a ton of books on Chicago and lived here
all my life and even now it's difficult for me to personify it. So I'm so glad
someone got it!
Actually I made an ask account just so I can have some fun with this
(man, I'm a freakin dork))
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{{ Really? Link me!
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(( [link] Why Milly? Because Chicago's and
Milwaukee's metros almost touch and they tend to refer to each other as
their biggest suburbs. I could say more but I tend to bore people xD This
should be fun though! ;D))
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{{ Totally! Ask accounts are amazing~ You're watched! }}
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((First time doing this so excuse me if I'm being stupid, haha)
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{{ For one, you draw awesome.
Two, you're not being stupid.
I am.
I'm gushing over this fanart someone did of my OC Drammen~ }}
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((Thanks! c:
What you're not stupid, you're freakin' awesome.
People just don't understand, man.
I gushed when people draw my characters too, that can't be helped ;w; ))
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{{ You're so nice to me. ;v; }}
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((Haha : ) it's fun talking to you besides
I can't be mean to anyone on purpose <3 ))
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DGMGKDKDJ WHYDIDYOUGETMYDAUGHTERPREGNATEDJGLSZK;
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HOLYCRAPNOTANOTHERONE *runs*
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*is glomped*
OFF, GET OFF.
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She nervously walks up to Chicago, "H-Hello Chicago. M-my boss said that I should s-start making friends outside my office, s-so w-would you mind i-if I could call you o-one?" Hazel blushes and looks down. "W-well, I guess you d-don't have to, b-but...it would be nice."
With shaky hands, she gives him a peace treaty and a pen. "W-would you mind s-signing this?"
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Chicago looks at her with disinterest, until a pen and piece of paper crosses his line of vision. He gently takes it from her, and reads it, eyes squinting.
"...what the flying hell is this."
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She looks at her feet. "I-it's a peace treaty. So our cities c-could be allies in case of emergency." Hazel scratches the back of her head, eyes avoiding contact.
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"...I'm not good with this 'peace treaty' crap. Ask Olive about that, maybe her half will help ya," he growled.
{{ Olive is ~Ask-FemChicago , BTW. ^-^ }}
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"Half? Why can't you just sign it? I could help you with anything if you needed it." She tilts her head to the side, not understanding completely.
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"Because I don't need help, and I sure as hell don't wanna help anyone."
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"Well why the hell not?! Listen, I'm just here because my boss told me to come. Its not as if i actually care or anything. So just sign the damn thing an I can get back to the mountains of paperwork I have to do while you sit there and play with a goddamn saxophone!!"
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"It's not just ANY saxophone, and I already told you, shoo off and go talk to frickin' Olive! She'll sign in a heartbeat!"
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"If she's anything like this, then I wouldn't want to sign any sort of peace treaty with you guys! I don't care if I'll get fired, IM LEAVING!" She starts to gather up all her belongings in a huff.
((This is actually really fun ))
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{{ I know right? xD }}
"Olive is NOTHING like me. NOTHING. She's my polar opposite, sometimes I wonder how we're even related."
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"How could that be? Obviously you don't care enough about anyone else so that you could sign a damn piece of paper!"
(( ))
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"No, I don't. Olive does."
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"Why do you leave everything up to your sister?"
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"Because she leaves everything up to me."
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"Well that just makes no sense whatsoever!"
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"Life doesn't always make sense. Frickin' deal with it."
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"I think YOU need to deal with something! Why are you mad anyway?"
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"I'm not mad, I'm perfectly calm."
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