The awards were posted in the MOAFFC, in Zonko's......but I'll post them here too incase it gets deleted.

Awards Ceremony:
Congratulations to our winners and thank you for your patience. I know its been forever, but I wanted to get an award for everyone. And I did!

First place: Cassirin
Second place: Evlpez
Third place: (tie) ComaDoll and Lotus

Longest fic: Edge
Shortest fic: Kirstie McGonagall

Write-ins:
Most creative use of the "race" requirement: Zymurgy
Best Use of the "serious" Sirius jokes: Born2mugglz
Most creative murder by the SlashMonster: Medraut
Best Campain Slogan: Vote 1 For Evil Elegance!: Hoiq the Kahndee
Best "Cat Fight": Me4Ron
Best illicit use of a closet: Lotus
Best looking Snape on a pony: Zymurgy
Most Creative Chapter Headings: ComaDoll

shortest fic - i can live with that, congrats to all the winners.

i'm still loving your stories Lotus, your MOAFFD was excellent, as usual.

That was really good I really enjoyed it.... Keep up the good work...

WOW Lotus you are really talented my evil friend. {bows} we all could learn from you and others in higher comand. You are really a role model for me. Keep up the good work evil friend

As always, Lotus, you do have me wowed. Even if it is only because I reread your MOAFF sub. Rereading is sometimes fun.
*cough*
Accept more dares... *hypnotic voice* aaaacceeeept moooore ddaaaares. *spiraly eyes* aaaaaaaaaaaaaacccccceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppt!

*Prods you.*
Come on, Otus, it's been ages! :whisle:

*prods you harder*

i'm suffering Lotus FF Dare withdrawal!!!!!!

i need a hit,
won't you give me it?


haha quoting Britney

OK with the prodding!
Man it has been forever since I have been motivated enough to write again.
I'm posting as I'm writing so it wont be done in one shot. Hope I'm not too rusty at this, anyway here goes nothing.

The voice of Bob the dementor bellowed out accross the field.
"Welcome to all fans of the greatest game known to wizards.........hopscotch! I mean, no thats not right is it?"

"Honestly Bob you have no clue do you. It's Quiditch you muffin brained son of a peacock farmer." jumped in bill.

"You take that back! It was snarfles and you know it! "

"Anyway, moving on....
Todays match will be one for the books, Gryffindor vs the Australian Olympic swim team!" bill called triumphantly, as bob interupted.

"...Er isn't that a bit odd Bill?" he asked taking a bite of the raspberry jelly doughnut. "Do the Australian Olympic swim team even know how to play quiditch? And aren't there rules about not wearing speedos on the pitch?" as bob tilted his head considering the swim team, the slash monster dived at him from 3 seats above, sending them both tumbling down the rows all the while squeeling about no slash in the fics.
Bill carried on the commentary after a moments pause.

"Riiiiight.
However irregular this may seem there is little to be done but continue with this rediculous-"
*cough* the author coughs loudly.
"Ok, well since the Aussies don't know much about quiditch their coach will be calling their moves. Both teams are on their brooms and ready to start"
The whistle blows, Harry and Ian Thorpe kick up into the sky zooming after the snitch, Harry in his robes and Ian in his black suit. Mean while Grant Hacket is tring to get the quaffle away from Alicia with his coach calling various strokes for him to change direction or swing his arms.

"BACKSTROKE, ok now FREESTYLE.....come on SCULL darn you! You call that Breaststroke? My sheep Wilma could do better."

While all this was going on Bob and Slashy could be seen poking each other, unfortunately for the person behind Slashy they caught a full poke in the shoulder blade, this happened to be Ron. The bickering characters suddenly stopped and their eyebrows shot up, quickly they dived under the seats so that when Ron turned he found a smug looking Crabbe standing there.

"OY what do you think your doing, you galopping gobstoper?" shrieked ron

"What business is it of yours?" crabbe replied thinking ron noticed the pilferred popcorn in his hand.

"Alright you wanna go? You wanna piece of me? Bring it on!"

"You got yourself a dual buddy, lets take this outside."

"We are outside you nincompoop."

After 3 and a half minutes prosessing and trying to figure out what Ron had called him, Crabbe came to the conclusion it was probably something about his sparkly shoe laces that his nanna got him for his 13th birthday, so he snatched up his wand and hit Ron with a curse.
"Hermionusandronamous"

For a second nothing seemed to change. But then.................

(Be back soon for continuation)

I've read the whole thing! (Phew) it's dead funny and whenever an Aussie comes up...I have to refrain myself from thinking of Harry as Steve Irwin...This would make a one-off classic film-spoof-type-thingy-yeah er, so KEEP DARN WELL POSTING!

and I say to other readers...
IRON MAIDEN... :/

Well, I'm getting bored on my last weekend of the holidays, so I think to myself, "I wonder what's happening in Otus' FF... I bet it's exciting and that she's way less lazy than me with her updating and all that." So of course the curiosity is overwhelming and I have to come see what has happened in the past few months. I find half of a dare? HALF? At least I did 3 to make up for my lazyness.
I am very dissapointed in my origional DNA, and I demand that she pick up her act, immediately. Concequences of disobeying me will be dire.

Haha yes I'm lazy. I know it.
Ok ok I'll get back to it tomorrow if I have the time.

haha cool Lotus! GO THE AUSSIE SWIM TEAM... ahem.. sorry, my patrioticness gets the better of me sometimes well i hope you finish it soon

Zymurgy has read the first part and is eagerly awaiting the second.

*whips you* Hurry up!

Last update: 8-30-04

Ok returning in the nick of time to update.

Continued now...........

Ron began to sprout brown curls from the top of his head making his hair a motley patchy jumble of red and brown hair of all different lengths. He was so shocked when Dumbledore strolled past, produced a mirror and flashed Ron his reflection that he tried to get away from this horrible hair style. But as he was retreating he noticed a swagger of his hips that wasn't there before, he screamed with surprise.
"Eeek! I'm turning girly?!"

Rons scream peirced the air, calling a halt to the match which wasn't an entirely bad thing because the Aussie swim team were getting smashed and inexplicable had begun doing synchronised swimming on their brooms....in the air...without any water in sight.
After the whistle was blown Dumbledore invited everyone back to his room for fondue and a friendly game of spin the butterbeer bottle.


The end.

Sorry guys it was so long that I accepted that dare that I can remember what it was...hehehe. And yeah I know this really sucks, it's not my best work I know that. Thanks for reading it anyway.

Anyway here's the requirements I added for the heck of it.
- Bill and Bob do commentary for a quiditch match.
- The Australian Olympic swim team VS Gryffindor.
- Slashy makes an apearance and tackles someone.
- Crabbe curses someone to be girly.
- Dumbledore has people over for fondue.

YAY for Otus finishing it! I'm so proud of you.
And it was a nice ending to that. Did I get invited to play spin the butterbeer bottle with Dumbledore and the Aussie swim team too?

WOW -i would never have guessed it - Dumbledore's fondue party...

Well done, old thingy, and now you vcan make a crappy sequel called AMB2!

lol!!!!