[video] You're cordially invited...

[driftsintobuffetline]

[Newt holds up an image. It's...well, it's a wedding invitation of sorts, but it looks like it's trying to be a rock poster or a zine.

He leans in close to the camera and in a conspiratorial, hushed voice, with a glance behind him to see if the man he's referring to is anywhere nearby]


Hey.

So. Hermann won't let me use this to advertise our wedding, but I'm letting you all know you're invited. Sorry for the totally short notice, but this world being what it is, we didn't want to jinx ourselves by planning too far in advance.

March 27th. Anchorage, Alaska. 4:30 pm -- Anchorage time. We're making plans to have transportation via teleportation provided and reception will follow.

Uh, if you can, RSVP or something, just so we know how many of you to expect. Not that I'd mind performing to a packed house, but you know. A headcount is always good.

Comments

[mathemagier]

[Naturally, he doesn't get away with it for long]

For heaven's sake Newton, this is a wedding, not a wrestling match!

[driftsintobuffetline]

First of all, Hermann, this was supposed to look like a ROCK POSTER--NOT advertise anything to do with THE Rock.

And second of all, and I almost don't think I need to say this: are you sure it's not both?

[mathemagier]

[If ever it were possible for an eyeroll to have an audible cue, it would be now]

Ever reaching for the low-hanging fruits of humor. But really, without context, it's exceptionally difficult to understand what sort of event is being hosted here. Wrestling match or concert perhaps- certainly not a wedding.

[driftsintobuffetline]

I'd like to see YOU put together an invite, Doctor.

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[dendarii]

That poster is amazing.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Yes! Someone gets it. Thank you!
Tell Hermann that. He's being a huge party pooper.

[dendarii]

I can yell louder if you want.

[4thdimensional]

...well, that's not like any invitation I've ever seen.

But I'd be happy to attend. Will we require snow gear?

[driftsintobuffetline]

Exactly! Unique, like us!

We should've required parkas, because Hermann looks dashing in one, but no! Indoors, fully climate controlled. You can bring some snow stuff if you and the boyfriend want to venture outside though.

[4thdimensional]

I plan to. I've never had much of an opportunity with snow...

There's no reason you two can't come outside to enjoy it as well.

Permavid

[governorkang]

Well, I'd best get that bachelor party planned.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Yeah, you better! I'm expecting only awesomeness here, okay! [And then, because it should be said, he thinks, not because he wants or expects them] Lots of strippers and beer, alright?

[governorkang]

You'll have to give me some leeway. This is the first bachelor's party I've ever attended, let alone planned.

private voice

[dirtyredneck]

Mako and me... we're still invited, right?

private voice

[driftsintobuffetline]

[deadpan] No, dude. Never. Not even. You're de-invited. I'm rescinding the invite.

Of-fucking-COURSE.

Now, are you bringing the kids or leaving them with a sitter?

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[dirtyredneck]

Haven't asked them yet.

[Since Newt had said he wanted to keep it quiet for a while, and all, he'd chosen to not bring it up.]

[video]

[timecapture]

I'd love to go! Can I bring my girlfriend?

[mathemagier]

Please do, Miss Caulfield. We'll look forward to seeing you both.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Wow, who said you could invade MY post, huh, nerd?

[akito]

What the fuck? Is it supposed to be a wedding, or a shitty concert?

[driftsintobuffetline]

Hey, if you're going to be rude, you're both de-invited.

[akito]

Since when were we invited anyway? You'd seriously want a couple of teenagers bumming around?

[mathemagier]

Precisely, thank you.

[driftsintobuffetline]

You're banned.

[akito]

I'd say I was sorry for you, but it's your own fault for agreeing to get hitched.


[ spoiler: he's lying. he wouldn't say sorry ever, even if it wasn't his fault. ]