Ten complete, deliberately different concepts for OrlaithAndNiall.com: same true facts, same photos, ten worlds. Every one has the full content: both days, travel & stay, story, gallery, countdown, and a working RSVP mock-up. Open each, scroll the whole way, then pick the one that feels most like ye.
How to judge: open on your phone as well as the laptop — most guests will arrive from a WhatsApp link. Give each one 90 seconds. The winner gets the real RSVP backend, Niall's story copy, and the domain in the next session.
01The Spring Field Guide
A naturalist's folio of one Limerick April — engraved dusty-blue plates, hand-drawn hawthorn and swallows, the pair recorded as specimens of one shared habitat. The soul of the invitation suite, pushed further.
The moment: "Orlaith woodsii — always going to end up at the Woodlands." Plates ink themselves as you scroll.
A souvenir sports paper for the only cup final that matters: WOODS v McDERMOTT. Halftone press photos, a match report, tale of the tape, classified-ad FAQ — and a real LED scoreboard counting down.
The moment: the seven-segment scoreboard ticking live under the splash headline. Funniest of the five by design.
The photo booth after dark. Your real black-and-white strip is the hero — scrolling physically advances it, flash by flash. Prints on a drying line, a call-sheet running order, an RSVP you take like a photo.
The moment: the strip advancing frame-by-frame under your thumb: the exact device that went viral for @the.white.lane, except this strip is really yours.
A mid-century departures hall where every trip ye ever took points home. A genuinely working split-flap board, stamped route map (Vegas → Dubai → Crete → Adare), boarding-pass days, check-in RSVP.
The moment: the board clattering through letters until it settles on MONALEEN CHURCH · BOARDING. Strongest for the travelling Derry/Belfast crowd.
The gig of the year: bulb-bordered marquee, your names in real flickering neon, The Bentley Boys on the bill, both days as taped setlists, and a song-request wall guests actually build.
The moment: the neon stuttering awake over "ORLAITH & NIALL", then signing the guest list for an ON THE LIST stamp.
Round two. Two more takes on the dusty blue, then three that go somewhere else entirely.
06The Invitation Suite
The website is the stationery. A dusty-blue letterpress suite on a linen press table: sealed envelope, deckled cards, a lifting vellum sheet. The closest cousin to the real invitations.
The moment: the wax seal cracks, the flap lifts, and the invitation slides out of its envelope. The RSVP is the reply card itself.
The good china, brought out for the biggest day: a blue-and-white service painted willow-pattern style with their places. Two swallows, the Shannon, the Kilkee cliffs, the table laid for everyone.
The moment: the hero charger paints itself in, stroke by stroke; later the biggest plate turns over and its backstamp is the RSVP.
The wedding as the final of a two-player arcade basketball game: attract screen, player select in county colours (Limerick green v Derry red), the story as stages, a stats screen, CRT glass over the lot.
The moment: player select pins while both pixel sprites slam in and the gold VS flips to an ampersand. RSVP means entering your initials.
Miss Woods' class does the news. The whole day written up in an Irish school copybook: An Nuacht entries with red-pen ticks, a spelling list, sums that all work out, gold stars earned honestly.
The moment: the manila cover tilts open on the desk, and the RSVP is a permission slip for the best day out of the year. Counted in sleeps.
Two counties, one map. Sheet 23-04-27: a red route from Derry and a green one that never leaves Limerick meet at Shake Dog, an X marks the Kilkee cliffs, and every road ends at Monaleen Church.
The moment: scroll draws the red line the length of Ireland while the green one barely twitches, and the day itself is an elevation profile with two summits.
Every hard fact is real: date, times, church, Woodlands, Day 2 openly shown, vendors, hotels, routes. Working post-ceremony timings are labelled as such.
The RSVP is a front-end demo on every concept (clearly flagged); the Supabase backend with real name lookup is Session 3, on the winner.
Story specifics (how ye met, the proposal) are drafted-and-flagged placeholders awaiting Niall's voice note. Nothing invented is presented as fact.
All ten respect reduced-motion settings, work without JavaScript for the facts, and lazy-load the photo pool.
Next step: pick the winner (or a "this one, but with that concept's countdown" combination; worlds can trade signature moments). Then: RSVP backend, real copy, photo grading, domain, deploy.