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it's not a nude party but there's no rules against taking your pants off too

in which everyone is required to take their damn shirt off because reasons
that's really all there is to this party so just take it off ladays and gents

TOPLESS PARTY

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[Who's ready for glitter tits?

AKA Watch Elsa try to dash away from this madness with her shirt ON!]

[check out that manly viking chest]

[They say his blondness is unmanly, but the rest of him begs to differ.]

[And Elsa isn't comfortable with this... unless she's drunk. When she's drunk, she doesn't care as much. But for now, she's just going to lock herself in her room.]

[She'll probably have no shame.]

[ Topless, right?

~~Someone stop her, she's wandering out of her room with no bra on, either.~~ ]

[ name of the game. Get Elsa to take her shirt off. Dirty tactics accepted, you lose all points if you make her cry. Person who gets it off the most wins.

Watch out for the protective younger sibling ]

[ Let's be real, with Hans' figure, his chest is his best asset. After his sideburns, of course. ~~Maybe that's why he's such a boobs man....~~ ]

[Unfortunately, he believes he was just invited to a regular party. Was not told the word "shirtless".]

[This guy works day and night as the gardener of the front lawn, and what does he get? Less than half the state's minimum wage per hour, is what. So he feels he deserves a break, having come inside to use the bathroom.

But upon learning what's happening right now, he's gonna stay to par-tay.]

[You hear about those international ninja assassins that attacked the city last night? No? Good.

'Cause this son of a bitch took care of that before it could even be a thing. And now he's here, to a place he doesn't even go to, because he feels entitled to relax just once in his miserable little life.]

[Timbo up there might look like he has it all with the looks and the money, but he should remember who taught him how to not flail awkwardly in front of women. That's why Dick's chaperoning the poor kid, to see if the little robin can soar in this environment.

On second thought, topless women everywhere. Bye, Tim!]

[Dick doesn't know Bruce is here. Neither does Tim. But the last time Bruce left these two unattended at a social function, the building they were in collapsed and the entire block was on fire. It wasn't their fault, really, but they could have easily prevented it if Dick didn't try to teach Tim beer pong.

Kids these days. Little shits, honestly, so why does he keep adopting them?]

[ Jack can't really say he was madly enthusiastic about the idea of a topless party; probably less than Elsa, in fact, because he's tall and skinny, and while he doesn't have a pigeon-chest it's not like he can really match any of the other guys around here, who all look like they breathe the equipment at the gym. That, and he has a couple of scars from before he actually, you know, discovered that at college you could have friends instead of being constantly ignored and pushed around, and his skin can almost reflect light with how pale he is. It's just not worth the bother of trying to fit in with all the tanned, perfect people when he knows he'll stick out like a sore thumb or else be teased for staying dressed.

Jack knows what's fun. He's more than a little convinced this doesn't qualify.

So he calls in sick to the party and hides out upstairs in his and Hiccup's room, slouching on his bed as he plays the XBox, the TV screen turned to face him in his corner like the anti-social git he can be, viewed between hitched up knees. For extra defiant points, he has his tshirt and hoodie on. To be fair, he was wrecked at the last party, so at this one he aims to keep a weather-eye on Hiccup and help direct him somewhere comfortable if his boyfriend passes out.

The music thumps away downstairs and he can hear screams of laughter peeling into the night in the front and back yards, but in his little sanctuary Jack only pays attention to the pew pew of shooting aliens and trying to get around a zombie facility.

It doesn't really help his case when some of said undead are just as lean as he is. ]

Edited 2014-06-05 10:49 (UTC)

[So this probably wasn't Rapunzel's idea, but it doesn't take much coercing for her to go along with it. So she's walking around in a cute little white-laced bra.]

[This girl here lives in her own student house with friends, but they are never able to throw parties in it because of the amount of pets they have in there. Which is not fair, college means she can finally see the world and have more fun!

So when Bianca heard about a party, she didn't think twice about coming! ...because she didn't know about the theme.]

O-oh dear... I-I think I have the wrong house... [Blushing like crazy, she holds the edges of jacket close to her chest while tying to walk backwards to the door and probably bumping into someone. Oops?]

[His father really drags him to the oddest places, why is he even here. Scott had the feeling that bobby would have enjoyed both the party and walking around barechested, since he does that in a daily basis, but he was very much keeping his shit on for now.

Now, if only he could find where the old man went...]

[Y'all ppl need Jesus this is the dumbest party ever. What is the big deal about going around topless. This traveling international student with the bitchin' tats and the crazy hair does it all the time.]

Edited 2014-06-05 23:57 (UTC)

[ Well. This is... fun? He'd never wondered what opposite of a costume party was, but he'd have to guess it was something like this. Maybe there'd be less pants, but he's not going to push any boundaries where that's concerned.

He mostly keeps to the edge of things. If anybody asks, he's probably definitely here for research. Never mind that Sociology isn't his thing, but he doubts anybody would call him out on that. ]

[ Elsa sits perched upon her bed. Jack had opened it earlier that day and she was keen to just stay in there while waiting for the red head. She'd been spying on his attempts-- and by god some of them went better than others, but a promise was a promise.

At least she had finally found her laptop.

She'll be on that when Hans finally does come around. ]

[Y'all need to loosen up. Jack had no trouble taking off his shirt; he's wandering around, clad only in a pair of jeans that hang very low on his hips, doing shots and chatting up boys and girls with equal charm. Of course, it helps his figure is just muscled enough that he's fairly confident in himself. It helps, too, that he hasn't any tits for people to gawk at; that's probably also working in his favor.

But hey, it's a party! Flirt a little, mingle a little, smoke a cigarette and let's dance!]

[When Lottie heard about a party going on--a topless one no less--she raced to her closet and put on her most expensive lingerie cause this party was just screaming hottie central.

So she steps in through the front door, hair styled like a true flapper and smoothly removes her pristine white coat, showing off her cleavage tucked in a tight lacy pink bra, which she quickly adjusts with a little shake.]

Evening, sugars! Lottie has arrived!

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[ Why, yes, that is Toothiana wearing a very colorful feathery set of lingerie with absolutely no shame.

Okay, so. Maybe a little modesty but it's a party. Jack always told her how she needed to 'loosen up' a bit so here she is. Loosening up. Nevermind that as the minutes tick by she really just wants to find something to cover herself up with... ]

[ ... huh.

That sure is a lot of half-naked people.

She is just going to keep her shirt on, thank you very much. Yup. Just gonna' nestle herself in the corner and watch all you people walk around partly starkers. Sounds like a good plan to her. ]

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