mostly open RP (to invitees and wedding-crashers): Henry and Camilla tie the knot.

[c_macaulay]

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[spinmybuzzer]

Homestar did have a knack for turning up places he didn't belong...and was least likely to be wanted. Not that he noticed, of course. He was busy trying to find Andy Griffith's house, and had just wandered through a door at random.

"Wow, is it my birthday already?" he asked the world at large. "Aw, I wanted red balloons. And Marzipan promised she'd make me a racecar cake, but she said she'd make it out of tofu, so I'm kind of glad that's not here."

[rosecasson]

Rose, mournful because the only other cool person at the party has swanned off someplace, props her head in her hands and looks at Homestar.

'It's a wedding,' she informs him. 'I heard people speaking different languages. And most of the cakes smell like they have fruit in.'

[spinmybuzzer]

"Fruit? In cake?" Homestar made a noise of disgust. "Yeah, that sounds like something Marzipan would do."

...

"Wait, a wedding? Like getting married and stuff? Ooh, I got married once. Who's the lucky broom?"

[rosecasson]

Rose waves a disgusted hand at the altar. They may have moved by now. She doesn't know. 'He wasn't wearing anything nice, if that helps. It was very...neat.' Her nose is wrinkled.

'I only came because I think Dr. Maturin would have been bored without me,' she confides. 'He has to do the boring stuff like saying, 'well done for not fainting', and 'well done for both turning up.' What are you doing here? I didn't know you could come in if someone else was inside.'

[spinmybuzzer]

How had he gotten there? He's Homestar, that's how. Homestar looked around speculatively. "I don't know," he admitted. "I was just looking for Andy Griffith's house and I wound up here. Hey, you wouldn't know where it is, would you?"

[rosecasson]

Rose tilts her head at him. 'Why not look up 'Griffith',' she suggests, 'In the phonebook? Then you can phone him to tell him you're coming, so he's not out getting a pizza when you turn up.'

[spinmybuzzer]

"Hey, that's a good idea!" Homestar exclaimed. "Now, I just need to find a phonebook. You haven't seen one, have you?" He looked at her hopefully.

[rosecasson]

'I have seen many phonebooks in my time,' says Rose philosophically, 'But not around here.'

Pause.

'You could nick one.'

[spinmybuzzer]

"That would be wrong," Homestar solemnly replied. Then, cheerfully, "I'll ask Strong Bad to do it!"

[rosecasson]

She nods. 'Good choice. OR you could just make a friend and have a look at their phonebook when they're in the loo.'

[spinmybuzzer]

Homestar tapped his spoon against in chin in thought and, displaying a rare moment of intelligence, pointed out, "But first, I have to find someone who has a phonebook. Hey, you don't have one, do you?"

[rosecasson]

Sad face time. Saaaaaadface, she's got a big sad face...

'At home. At Banana House. But not at Hogwarts. Because there are no telephones. Which you need to ring someone on. Make a friend in the town, the one that's next to Hogsmeade.'

[spinmybuzzer]

Rose was making way too much sense. "Right," Homestar said. "I'll do that right now." Then, because he's Homestar, ran off in the wrong direction.