For crowdedhour: Application
PLAYER INFORMATION
Name: Duckie (I think I'd like to go by this for Cordelia as well!)
Email: thelightofdusk@gmail.com
IM: amethystduckie
Your LJ: amethystduckie
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Abby Sciuto
Canon: NCIS
LJ: forensicjunkie
Character & Media Information: here! and here! and here too!
Character Perception: Abby is a very easy going and lovable person. Though she's a criminal forensic specialist known for her love of anything gory, gothic, heavy metal, or death related, Abby has a big heart. She maintains an upbeat attitude and positive outlook regularly. Using her love of science and job at NCIS to bring those that make the world worse to justice gives her great fulfillment. Her strong moral code makes her trustworthy, honest, and earnest in all the she does. She is passionate about everything she does in life, and as a result is a very dedicated individual.
Proud of everything that made her who she is, Abby strives to be herself every moment. She is very honest with those around her about what she is thinking and feeling no matter what the consequence. So happily embracing her own eccentricities she is unphased and accepting of those of others. ...Well, so long as they aren't evil or murderers or anything.
Was it mentioned that she loves anything science, Caf-Pow!, forensic, Caf-Pow!, and Caf-Pow! ?
Timeline: Directly after episode 4x06 Witch Hunt
Picture: This please!
Ticket:
Abby Sciuto,
Please join us for the D.C. Bowling League's haunted Halloween Bowl-Off Extravaganza! You will be transported via spooky helicopter to our haunted castle lanes for this year's competition! This overnight trip will celebrate everyone's favorite league battle with a proper holiday feel.
A little jack-o-lantern is stamped at the bottom.
Inventory: Abby comes dressed in usual black gothic garb with the addition of her bowling league jacket and three bags total.
- glittery skull and cross bones bowling bag containing her bowling ball and shoes
- an old fashioned hard suitcase, that's red and black striped, containing three similarly gothy outfits, a Marilyn Monroe dress and wig, some accessories, a bunch of ponytail holders and overnight toiletries
- a black and rather official looking bag, with NCIS stitched on the front, containing a forensics kit, her NCIS ID, and two white labcoats
Additional Notes: Abby is a very friendly and easy person to get along with. Though it is hard to earn her trust, once you do she will remain fiercely loyal. Unless you are an enemy, she is happy to talk and interact with anybody and everybody, so please feel free to hop into any stories with her!
Role Play Sample:
At Gibbs' request, Abby had stayed late running crime scene samples. Her job was her life when it came down to it. No request was too big, no question was unsolvable. If it meant working thirty hours in a row with little to no sleep well, Abby was happy to do so! The work they did for NCIS saved lives. More importantly, the quicker she figured things out, the more likely her friends would be in minimal danger.
Several machines were running at once, as Abby often tended to do. On one computer was a fingerprint being crosschecked through AFIS, flashing with a successful result. Another screen was running DNA through several databases. Sipping from a large, plastic, and sadly nearly empty Caf-Pow! cup, she watched the mass spectrometer do it's thing. Any minute now she was sure to have results on the dirt samples that McGee had brought her. (Ideally ones that would actually help them find their suspect no less).
"Now come on Major Mass Spec! The team is counting on us!"
It wasn't unusual for Abby to talk to her equipment. What was unusual was when it responded. As a voice echoed through her lab over booming death metal music, Abby nearly jumped out of her skin.
"Yes they are," a male voice sounded.
Gibbs. Right Abby, it was only Gibbs! No machines were going to start talking, even if you had been up for a day and a half, surviving off of pure caffeine alone. Turning around, she pointed a 'tsking' finger in her boss' direction.
"Whaddya got Abs?" he asked before she could get any complaints out.
"Well, more and more by the hour! I did run that fingerprint from the passenger side door you brought? Definitely a match to our missing admiral. It was different than his original print though, jagged down the middle and not with scar tissue. Gibbs, I think that our admiral was already pretty beat up when he was put in the car. I'm still waiting on a DNA sample for him, but I'm sure it's going to match the blood Tony and Ziva found."
Ping!
Her eyes drifted to the mass spectrometer with glee and she quickly moved from the man's side to analyze the results popping up on the screen. The dirt was something of value! As the read out scrolled up the screen, her earlier suspicions were confirmed. It all made sense now! With a triumphant grin, she turned back to Gibbs.
"Annnnnd, now I think I have a big clue to your missing original crime scene. The "dirt" you brought was more like sand than dirt, so I followed a gut instinct. It actually isn't sand. Well I mean it is, but not beach sand that you'd find anywhere. You'd find it in big saltwater fish tanks. Our admiral went for a swim, or maybe got thrown. Anyways, it's not traditional to use anything other than beige or white usually but it's possible. It's custom dyed green sand. Marine life is really sensitive so to use specialty colored sand you'd need to have it coated in something fish safe. "
"...Abby," he said in a flat voice.
Whoops, she'd started techno-babbling! Abby really did know better than to get technical with her boss, but she tended to forget when she was on a roll. "The only U.S. company that does this is a place called Mari-Thestics. It's a pretty pricey process Gibbs, and the color is a really unique shade of green. Find out who got this sand and you'll find where our man was attacked or killed." Without a body it was hard to say what had happened to the admiral.
Gibbs gave her a "That's good work Abby," and a new, full Caf-Pow! With a pleased expression, she helped herself and mused over how well the clues had strung together. Science was awesome!
Name: Duckie (I think I'd like to go by this for Cordelia as well!)
Email: thelightofdusk@gmail.com
IM: amethystduckie
Your LJ: amethystduckie
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Abby Sciuto
Canon: NCIS
LJ: forensicjunkie
Character & Media Information: here! and here! and here too!
Character Perception: Abby is a very easy going and lovable person. Though she's a criminal forensic specialist known for her love of anything gory, gothic, heavy metal, or death related, Abby has a big heart. She maintains an upbeat attitude and positive outlook regularly. Using her love of science and job at NCIS to bring those that make the world worse to justice gives her great fulfillment. Her strong moral code makes her trustworthy, honest, and earnest in all the she does. She is passionate about everything she does in life, and as a result is a very dedicated individual.
Proud of everything that made her who she is, Abby strives to be herself every moment. She is very honest with those around her about what she is thinking and feeling no matter what the consequence. So happily embracing her own eccentricities she is unphased and accepting of those of others. ...Well, so long as they aren't evil or murderers or anything.
Was it mentioned that she loves anything science, Caf-Pow!, forensic, Caf-Pow!, and Caf-Pow! ?
Timeline: Directly after episode 4x06 Witch Hunt
Picture: This please!
Ticket:
Abby Sciuto,
Please join us for the D.C. Bowling League's haunted Halloween Bowl-Off Extravaganza! You will be transported via spooky helicopter to our haunted castle lanes for this year's competition! This overnight trip will celebrate everyone's favorite league battle with a proper holiday feel.
A little jack-o-lantern is stamped at the bottom.
Inventory: Abby comes dressed in usual black gothic garb with the addition of her bowling league jacket and three bags total.
- glittery skull and cross bones bowling bag containing her bowling ball and shoes
- an old fashioned hard suitcase, that's red and black striped, containing three similarly gothy outfits, a Marilyn Monroe dress and wig, some accessories, a bunch of ponytail holders and overnight toiletries
- a black and rather official looking bag, with NCIS stitched on the front, containing a forensics kit, her NCIS ID, and two white labcoats
Additional Notes: Abby is a very friendly and easy person to get along with. Though it is hard to earn her trust, once you do she will remain fiercely loyal. Unless you are an enemy, she is happy to talk and interact with anybody and everybody, so please feel free to hop into any stories with her!
Role Play Sample:
At Gibbs' request, Abby had stayed late running crime scene samples. Her job was her life when it came down to it. No request was too big, no question was unsolvable. If it meant working thirty hours in a row with little to no sleep well, Abby was happy to do so! The work they did for NCIS saved lives. More importantly, the quicker she figured things out, the more likely her friends would be in minimal danger.
Several machines were running at once, as Abby often tended to do. On one computer was a fingerprint being crosschecked through AFIS, flashing with a successful result. Another screen was running DNA through several databases. Sipping from a large, plastic, and sadly nearly empty Caf-Pow! cup, she watched the mass spectrometer do it's thing. Any minute now she was sure to have results on the dirt samples that McGee had brought her. (Ideally ones that would actually help them find their suspect no less).
"Now come on Major Mass Spec! The team is counting on us!"
It wasn't unusual for Abby to talk to her equipment. What was unusual was when it responded. As a voice echoed through her lab over booming death metal music, Abby nearly jumped out of her skin.
"Yes they are," a male voice sounded.
Gibbs. Right Abby, it was only Gibbs! No machines were going to start talking, even if you had been up for a day and a half, surviving off of pure caffeine alone. Turning around, she pointed a 'tsking' finger in her boss' direction.
"Whaddya got Abs?" he asked before she could get any complaints out.
"Well, more and more by the hour! I did run that fingerprint from the passenger side door you brought? Definitely a match to our missing admiral. It was different than his original print though, jagged down the middle and not with scar tissue. Gibbs, I think that our admiral was already pretty beat up when he was put in the car. I'm still waiting on a DNA sample for him, but I'm sure it's going to match the blood Tony and Ziva found."
Ping!
Her eyes drifted to the mass spectrometer with glee and she quickly moved from the man's side to analyze the results popping up on the screen. The dirt was something of value! As the read out scrolled up the screen, her earlier suspicions were confirmed. It all made sense now! With a triumphant grin, she turned back to Gibbs.
"Annnnnd, now I think I have a big clue to your missing original crime scene. The "dirt" you brought was more like sand than dirt, so I followed a gut instinct. It actually isn't sand. Well I mean it is, but not beach sand that you'd find anywhere. You'd find it in big saltwater fish tanks. Our admiral went for a swim, or maybe got thrown. Anyways, it's not traditional to use anything other than beige or white usually but it's possible. It's custom dyed green sand. Marine life is really sensitive so to use specialty colored sand you'd need to have it coated in something fish safe. "
"...Abby," he said in a flat voice.
Whoops, she'd started techno-babbling! Abby really did know better than to get technical with her boss, but she tended to forget when she was on a roll. "The only U.S. company that does this is a place called Mari-Thestics. It's a pretty pricey process Gibbs, and the color is a really unique shade of green. Find out who got this sand and you'll find where our man was attacked or killed." Without a body it was hard to say what had happened to the admiral.
Gibbs gave her a "That's good work Abby," and a new, full Caf-Pow! With a pleased expression, she helped herself and mused over how well the clues had strung together. Science was awesome!