Name: Tara Felicity Campbell
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Nationality:
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Born & raised here in Albuquerque
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Occupation:
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Tattoo artist
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Demeanor:
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Director
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Apparent Age:
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26
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Nickname:
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N/A
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Quotes
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Oh yeah. No way is Katniss going to get arrested. Especially not while she's wearing a fiber optic luminescent bra. She flees on the Wookiee's heels. "Fucking Capitol toadies! MOCKINGJAAAAAY!"
"I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?" John Lennon "You are free to invent your life." Fortune Cookie
"Good night, Westley. Good work. Sleep well. I'll probably kill you in the morning." The Dread Pirate Roberts
"Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly." Todd Faber, in Sandman: "Fear of Falling"
"I think you need a plasma infusion. You look kinda breakable... which is hot in a creepy, Kristen Stewart, victim sorta way... if you dig that. Personally I like a girl that looks like she can last the night. Maybe you should eat."' —Court
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RP Hooks
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- She's a tattoo artist who trained and subsequently worked at Body Art. In 2015, however, Tara left Albuquerque for approximately 9 months, and participated in a reality show on Spike TV called Tattoo Dream House. The show is still airing with the finale scheduled for sweeps 2016.
- You might find her sketching things at the Botanic Garden or browsing comic books at Astro Zombies
- If you grew up in Albuquerque, page for more info! Tara attended:
- La Cueva High School - Class of 2008 (Go Bears!)
- Desert Ridge Middle School - 6th/7th grade (but not 8th grade)
- Double Eagle Elementary - K-5th grade
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Logs
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-= Dates are IC =- | |
07/06/2011 |
07/06/2011: Lost Wallet
A Truly Tragic Tale of Tara's Temporary Troubles! Alas, Poor Wallet! We hardly knew you... |
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Also:
10/07/2012 | | 10/31/2012 | |
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A Glimpse Within
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Physical Description
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Side parted on the right, this twenty-something woman's brown hair falls midway down her back, separated into long tendrils that look carelessly tousled but probably required some use of a curling iron. Underneath perfectly arched dark brows, impossibly long black lashes (maybe it's Maybelline) fringe her dark brown eyes. She is a pretty one to be sure, with high cheekbones, a definitive nose, and full lips set in a heart-shaped face. Whenever she smiles, dimples appear in her cheeks, giving her a somewhat mischievous look. She's around 5'6" or 5'7", with a slender frame and a good figure, well-shaped and proportional.
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Playlist
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Dreams Are Real Ryan Barger and Katie Akana
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Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy - but here's my number, so call me, maybe?
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☯Bill ♫
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☯Chandler ♫
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☯♫Damian ♫
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I threw a wish in the well...
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Don't ask me, I'll never tell...
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I looked to you as it fell...
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☯Jack ♫
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☯Jai ♫
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☯Joel ♫
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And now you're in my way...
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I'd trade my soul for a wish...
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Pennies and dimes for a kiss...
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☯Katie ♫
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☯Petra ♫
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☯♫Zane ♫
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I wasn't looking for this...
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But now you're in my way...
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Your stare was holdin'...
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TTFN!
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Gallery
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Making friends and influencing dolphins
Tara wasn't even alive in the 80s...
Halloween costume, age 11
Naked is the only thing missing
Tara's true love and its case
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OOC Quotes
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You paged Joel with 'You marvellous sick fuck :)' Joel pages: That's why you love me.
Excerpt from Log_Flashback_2001:
Zane orders blood wyne.
Tara shudders
You say, "That stuff is gross"
You say, "I can't believe people drink it"
You say, "It's like a step up from Mad Dog or pruno"
You say, "Shit"
You say, "Zane are we in prison?!"
Zane invented pruno.
Zane says, "Hey my mom says I have to go to bed."
Petra: "She's new, she's hot, she's covered in lettuce and used condoms. Iiiiiiiit's TARA!"
There was a time when Tara was kind
When her poses were soft
And her texts inviting
There was a time when RP was blind
And the world was a scene
And "lol what are you wearing"
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I had a scene in time gone by
When she was high
And liked work sweeping
I dreamed that scene would never die
I dreamed that she would be forgiving
Then I was awake and unafraid
And scenes were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No pose unposed, no weed untasted
But the faceplants come at night
With her drooling soft as thunder
As sleep tears your scene apart
As sleep turns your scene to shame
She slept an evening by my side
She filled my pipe with endless wonder
She took my childhood in her stride
But she was gone when morning came
And still I dream she'll scene with me
That we will pose the days together
But there are scenes that cannot be
And there are idles we cannot weather
I had a dream my scene would be
So different from this hell I'm posing
So different now that she's asleep
Now sleep has killed the scene I dreamed.
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