Imhotep Ardeth Bey
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Joined 02-26-01, id: 45789
Author has written 4 stories for General, Historical, and Young Adult.
*The curtain opens to reveal a circular, black and white tiled stage. Cheerfully, IAB skips onto the tiled floor, wearing a long, ankle length poodle skirt, a modest white top, and saddle shoes. A ribbon pulls her hair back into an innocent ponytail.*

IAB: Raindrops on roses...and whiskers on kittens...

She giggles as three BMWs (Broadway Man Whores) twirl up to her innocently, two landing on one side of her, and one landing on the other. All three offer to her a white daisy.*

BMWs: Bright copper kettles and warm woolen--

An alarm clock bell suddenly rings throughout the scene, and IAB starts visably. The three BMWs look around in cofusion, but IAB grins devilishly.*

IAB: What am I doing?! I'm FIFTEEN now!

The music to "Diamands Are a Girl's Best Friend" starts playing in the backround, and IAB rips off her clothes dramatically, and, as funny as it would be if there was nothing there, underneath lies a lacy ensemble not unlike those of the ladies who performed the Cell Block Tango in Chicago. IAB pulls out her handy top hat and perches it upon her long strait hair.*

IAB: A kiss on the hand may be...quite continental...

BMWs: *throwing aside their daisies* but diamands are a girls best friend!

IAB grabs BMW #1 and twirls him around seductively, while the other two offer her what look like large diamand rings and necklaces.*

IAB: A kiss may be grand but it won't pay the rental on your HUMBLE flat...

BMW #1: *in a daze* Or help you feel your helpless cat...

All the BMWs push each other competetively, trying to get IAB's attention as she examines all the jewels they gave her.*

BMWs: *pathetically* Men grow cold as girls grow old..and we all lose our charms in the end...

IAB smiles and winks at the three BMWs and blows a kiss at them*

BMWs: But square cut, or pear shaped, these rocks don't lost their shape...

The three run over to IAB and lift her up dramatically as a crystal chandeleir suddenly comes out of nowhere from the cieling*

IAB: Diamands are a girls best friend!

Aha! IAB is a child no longer, she's fifteen! My, how time flies, hmm?

This means IAB's stuff will be better than ever, as everything gets better with time, this includes IAB's writing ability.

Feel free to request that I read your fanfictions at any time, I am always willing to read other people's fanfictions, espessually yaoi.

However, my computer has a disability with javascript links, which means that I will not be able to review, but I will gladly tell you what I think in great detail.

Now, check out my stories, don't be shy, and if you're like me, and can't review, don't hesitate to send an email!

Also: shameless self advertisement!

Ansem's Lair: The World of Kingdom Hearts

The Realm of Multiple Madness: A shrine to X-Men Evolution's Jamie Madrox

Nsync's Crafty: A small website devoted to Nsync

Drunk on Brandy: IAB's day by day online journal.

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But A Rose reviews
The red rose: expectation. The white rose: forbidden. Which is to choose, when the white is desired, and the red...hated?
Fiction: Young Adult - Rated: T - English - Drama/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 330 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 3/10/2003
Puzzle Pieces reviews
A victim of abuse finds themself a puzzle, their trust has been scattered, and must be put back together. But it takes time to find the pieces.
Fiction: Young Adult - Rated: T - English - Drama/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 599 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 3/5/2003
Tornament Day reviews
A day in the life of a Squire, in the simplest words. One particular day, the day of one of the knight's tournaments. Short and sweet, a history assignment that I liked so much I decided to post.
Fiction: Historical - Rated: K - English - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,869 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 2/8/2003
Everything's Gunna Be Alright reviews
Mommy's little helper, And Daddy's princess fair, The one who wore a glistening crown, Upon her fresh curled hair. A girl goes through stages in her life, growing far from her parents, any teen that reads this will recognise it.
Poetry: General - Rated: K - English - Poetry/Drama - Chapters: 1 - Words: 467 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 1 - Published: 2/21/2002