A Revealing Party - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
31/1/479
Log
The late morning is warm and sunny and there are all manner of beings wandering the docks, about their business. There is a short queue up the gangway of the Aurora. The clipper ship is shrouded in decorations and draperies, hiding the deck from view and a servant in Snowmark liverie is keeping watch at the entrance. As each being arrives, he speaks to them and their reactions seem to vary widely. Some laugh and enter, others are more hesitant or turn away, and others seem horrified and leave in a hurry.
Cirrus is just another being meandering along the dock, doing whatever it is that a cat does on just another day like this, until the queue for the boat catches her eye. Well, looks interesting, at least. And she hadn't seen the Snowmark insignia in ages, so why not? The snow leopard approaches the fancily-decorated boat, nearing the servant with a curious eye. "Ooh! What's going on, here?"
Bazalt hums headding along to the boat. "so.. a dresscode-eh?.. but... it didnt.. say.." the wolf frowns, not long behind cirrus as he noms a sweetcake. "well.. I might as well see!" he says, tail wagging-it nothing else it'd be an.... intresting experience!
A delicately featured Otter stands in the queue, eyes wide, but idly rubbing at the brooch on his cravat, his long rudder-like tail curled up around a leg as he stands there. "Oh, I hope I get in. A party would be ever so much fun." He looked down at his body, then down at his body. "I do hope my clothes are alright though. It's the only thing I've got that's presentable." He furrows his brow, then looks up, head tilting as he looks over the wolf. "Mister Bazalt? Why isn't this a surprise! It's a pleasure to see you here too. Do you know this Mister Sven Snowmark?"
Aisling is quite a bit further up in the line than the others, the noble vixen is wearing a fine gown ow white and cerulean, with a fitting, feathered hat. She turns her head to look at the harbor area while she waits, a smile making its way across her muzzle as she spots the golem she left back there.
The servant nods as the little group draws near. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen," he says formally, "I must inform you that there is a very strict dress code at this event. Specifically, no dress. We ask that you disrobe just inside and leave your things with the attendant if you choose to join the party."
Bazalt blinks "Oh.. hey...it's the Otter that thought i was dangerous!" the wolf shakes his head and blinsk "Wait-wait..Did.. you say.. Disrobe?" the wolf Blinks as theinsides of his ears go Red-naked.. in.. public-with others? "I... Do.. we.. have to go. naked.." he asks, Blinking, tail wrapping around his leg. "I mean..i..Guess. that's..ok..just.. wondering. this.. is.. odd...-are.. all Svens parties like this..and..Yes, Lucas..I do know Sven.. sorta, more in passing.."
Lucas rubs at his brooch and nods his head to the side. "I've never met a shadow before. Sorry. And you're so..." His eyes scan the wolf up and down, having to crane his neck to look all the way up. "Big too. It's quite intimidating." His eyes widen and he clutches at his cravat. "R-realy? I have to get naked? Like... completely?" His brow furrows and he tries to smooth out the ruffles futiley. "Well... might not be so bad. I mean, free food's free food... right?" He sighs and starts to unbutton his vest.
"No dress? Bare fur?" Cirrus considers this for a second, tapping her chin and glancing back to the servant warily. "Ah, well. I hear Sven's parties are amazing. Might as well!" The snow leopard nods faux-sagely, glancing back to the others in the group to make sure everyone's actually, y'know, undressing. She starts do do the same, hesitating about midway through to ask a question, "So, can we still keep panties and the like on? Or do those have to go too?"
Aisling blushes deeply, then rolls her eyes. "Of course it is." The vixen shakes her head and turns on the spot, leaving the party to beings more into... -this- kind of thing. She mutters some not very nice words about the house Snowmark as she leaves into the city.
The servant opens the curtain to allow those willing to strip to enter. Behind the curtain is a set of changing tents with servants in skin tight swimwear. "Welcome!" says a stately reindeer in a pair of swimming trunks and a priestly stole, "You need not go nude," he says gently, "We have appropriate clthing for you. It is Sven's joke, I fear, and a test for his guests. You are also welcome to go without."
Bazalt nods slowly And does enter-if anyhting he was about to strip like the rest. "Oh. thank the Creators we dont have to go naked..." the wolf sighs in relief and pads on. "i'll ah.. take some.. non-nuke things please..." he says to reindeer. "and.. that sounds like sevn...." he shakes his head "never do anything normally...." he chuckles, rubbing the back of his head-Ignoring the fact that the others had undressed.. or mostly undressed.
Lucas was already pulling down a pair of white panties when the reindeer pulls back the curtains, quickly drawing them up before he collects his clothes. "I-I wish you had said that before I made myself so indecent." He said, head lowered with his soulgem resting on a choker around his neck. He quickly pads in, rudder tail swaying back and forth with the motion of his hips. He quickly enters into a changing tent, practically running in his embarassment, tail sticking out for a moment before he draws it in.
Cedric would not miss a naked boat party for the world! Of course, he may also be semi-obligated to attend, seeing as how he sort of works here. Sometimes. Either way, the badger finally appears from below deck, naked as the day he was born, hiding not a single one of his badger stripes from the warm morning sun.
"The party can start, I've arrived!"
Cedric cedric
"G-gosh darn it.
As everyone begins walking inside, a certain green runed feline appears on the deck. Surprisingly, she is still wearing her clothes and unfortunately she is wearing all of her weapons as usual. She looks around the room and sighs upon noticing that most of the party goers are naked. "Ugh, is this one of those parties? Well, I guess I can go for that. It's not like I have anything to hide." The feline takes off her white pants and her underwear to reveal that her legs are covered in thick striped tiger fur. Absolutely no sign of genitalia is evident on her form. She nonchalantly walks over to Sven and asks, "Will there be a problem with this?"
"G-gosh darn it. Well, swimwear. I... I suppose that's better. I never did like going swimming, though." Cirrus considers this, as, well, she's already in her skivvies. This is what you get for complying to requests to 'get naked' too quickly. The snow leopard strolls over to the tent, heading to pick something out that is a wee bit less... revealing, glancing over to both the badger and the tiger as they arrive, decidedly resolving to try to meet these new people. Oh, and say hi to the otter too. Who'd known that a skimpy seaside soiree would be the best place to meet new people?
