Party Planning: Please vote!

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Hey y'all, how are you doing out there? Because the holidays can be such a hectic time of year, we wanted to poll your preferences for our next round of drunken frivolity! We have several options below; please check any and all that work for you. If none work and you'd like to suggest an alternative date, comment below. If all work but you'd like to indicate a strong preference, comment below. If you are drunk right now and would like to gift us with comment fic, comment below.

Poll #27808 FWF Midwinter round

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 25

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What date works best for you? (Check all that apply)

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Fri Dec 30 - Not so dry run
12 (48.0%)

Sat Dec 31 - NYE FWF style
13 (52.0%)

Fri Jan 6 - Hair of the Dog
13 (52.0%)

Sat Jan 7 - Yes, we're still drunk
15 (60.0%)

Fri Jan 20 - Hungover and still kicking
14 (56.0%)

Sat Jan 21 - Still hungover; still kicking!
13 (52.0%)

Some other date that I will tell you in the comments
0 (0.0%)

My social calendar is far too full and I'm unavailable all dates in Dec and Jan
1 (4.0%)

I want to ticky another box
12 (48.0%)

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Comments

[torino10154]

Disappointed by the lack of drunk comment!fic. :(

[sabethea]

“New Years eve,” blurted out James suddenly,

“What?” demanded Sirius.

“Marauders night in. Drinking, fucking… hang on a sec, that was supposed to read ficcing, Freudian slip or what there, sabethea…”

“Who the fuck is sabethea?”

“Huh?”

“You we’re just talking to an invisible person, have you given your cloak to someone, Jamie?”

James sighed. “No, Pads, I was breaking the fourth wall, get with the story… Look, we marauders… or rather, the firewhiskeyfic folk… should use New Year’s Eve to write outrageous porn about us, okay?”

“Erm, okay.” Sirius frowned. “Hey, who am I fucking? James… JAmes… who am I fucking???”

But James had gone.

Witcher back because yanno Dad bods. Sadly not drunk but also no typo fixing

[walgesang]

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay it's me," said Geralt. "Your fab dad. I do trains, plans and automobiles too Put it on my tab."

"My tub has never run better is since you were here," Arthur burred, sroking Geralt's manly pelt (pelt? chest hair?). But I have a demon in my shed which needs to be checked out. Might you e e be the witcher for the job!"

"Wait, I need to find out wit fi if I have the right toodls," Geralt mused. He reached into hs hs his bottl bottomless sack (in his pants) and rummaged around. "Coins, coins, bread, booze, more boozar, twenty million pieces of paer paer.PARPER. Gods, maybe h I had too much to drink. Where is my blasted sword??"

"Have you looked here?" Arthur said, reaching into his own pants and bringing out the mighe mightiest cock that Geralt had ever laid eyes upon.

"I am now," Gaeralt swooned as he took in Arthur's cock and lustily went to down that suddenly all the ponds in the locale were dry as well as any tavern/larke/lake or surrounding body of water.

"FUCK!" Arthur said as he explored exploded with pleasure. Sadly, his lust was such that he really did explode. Geltalt sighed and picked up all his paper. "Damn, I'm just THAT good."

and off he went.

(wow. I really DO correct my typing a lot. Sheesh)

[reynardo]

I'm about to become a cyborg, and because of the time differences, I think New Year's Day sounds like a perfect time to be writing! And a few others. And because it's Long School Holidays here at that time, I'll be able to make a Saturday (Sunday morning) or two - huzzah!

[a_belladonna]

I hope the poll hasn't closed yet. I voted for the 7th, because I'm not sure about the earlier dates and the 21st is the day before my father's birthday, and I'd better not be hungover on that day. ;)

[lightofdaye]

Put the late Jan ones in but don't do then just on my account, I'm more of an occasional fwfer.