<![CDATA[Literature Unleashed Forums - All Forums]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/ Wed, 10 Mar 2010 18:05:56 +0000 MyBB <![CDATA[eldest]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-561.html Wed, 24 Feb 2010 23:08:16 +0000 whitetrash http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-561.html each month there is a drawing for a winner and there always cool books....]]> each month there is a drawing for a winner and there always cool books....]]> <![CDATA[LU]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-559.html Sun, 21 Feb 2010 20:45:17 +0000 Vincent http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-559.html
For those who truly love LU and want to remain in a discussion board with most of the same people, we bring you Pro Gaming Forums. A great site where we offer a variety of features for everyone! Talk about anything you want here, sports, video games, card games, and more! We even have Mafia Games, RPGs, Arts forum, and General Discussion. All of the great things you love about LU, now in a more professional, serious forum.

We'll be getting a blog/website soon, and a domain as well. Come and check us out, we know you'll have a blast!

http://progamingforums.ipbfree.com/index.php?]]>
For those who truly love LU and want to remain in a discussion board with most of the same people, we bring you Pro Gaming Forums. A great site where we offer a variety of features for everyone! Talk about anything you want here, sports, video games, card games, and more! We even have Mafia Games, RPGs, Arts forum, and General Discussion. All of the great things you love about LU, now in a more professional, serious forum.

We'll be getting a blog/website soon, and a domain as well. Come and check us out, we know you'll have a blast!

http://progamingforums.ipbfree.com/index.php?]]> <![CDATA[Can't Accesss UserCP]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-557.html Thu, 18 Feb 2010 13:59:52 +0000 DarkRaven http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-557.html
I can't access the UserCP. It redirects me to the login page of the vivantmn.com/writers/forums/ domain which will not let me login. You are going to have to set which domain you want to use in the Admin Panel. (Configuration -> Settings -> General Configuration). It's getting frustrating not being able to do basic things like change my avatar.

If you want to use the Vivantmn.com domain, set it in the cookies. Dont' have one domain as the board URL and one domain as the cookie domain. You have a ton of non-relative links that way]]>
I can't access the UserCP. It redirects me to the login page of the vivantmn.com/writers/forums/ domain which will not let me login. You are going to have to set which domain you want to use in the Admin Panel. (Configuration -> Settings -> General Configuration). It's getting frustrating not being able to do basic things like change my avatar.

If you want to use the Vivantmn.com domain, set it in the cookies. Dont' have one domain as the board URL and one domain as the cookie domain. You have a ton of non-relative links that way]]> <![CDATA[Suggestions]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-554.html Tue, 16 Feb 2010 21:17:53 +0000 Vincent http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-554.html
Your time to speak up and help make this community better and bigger. ^_^]]>
Your time to speak up and help make this community better and bigger. ^_^]]> <![CDATA[Rise of the Zombie Turkey Bird!]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-550.html Sun, 07 Feb 2010 18:55:11 +0000 Sk8 http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-550.html Professor McClure
English 110
January 26, 2010

Rise of the Zombie Turkey

Generally I am not one to wake up before the sun peeked over the horizon, but today was different. Through the window the landscape rushed by as my dad traversed the curvy back roads towards our destination. However I didn’t watch the rest of our progress, five o’clock in the morning was a little early for me. Soon enough dad was rushing me out of the truck loading me down with our gear like a human pack mule. The surrounding darkness thrummed with an symphony of bird calls, the eeriness driven home as coldness crept up my spine and into my bones. It was too cold and too early in the morning for a teenager, “Remind me again how long we’re going to be out here?” My voice drowned out by the humming of the hidden birds, if they were birds.

“When the sun goes down,” his hand came down on my shoulder, propelling me forward in the dark, “now let’s set up.”

My grumbled protests were either ignored or unheard, either way dad had the spot tagged and the screen in place before I could bat an eye, “There is no way I’m sitting on soggy, decaying leaves for hours on end,” my words came out muffled, a flashlight clenched between my teeth, illuminating the ground. The soil was still moist, though not enough to soak through the layers of clothing I had on. “Now what?”

“We wait.”

“…We…wait…Right, of course, we wait.” The pearly grey of twilight bleed over the horizon making the surrounding forest look almost surreal. However we did not have to wait long for our prey. Dad was the first to spot the jake as it strutted into the small opening between the trees. The roar of the shotgun echoed in my eardrums, followed up by the victory howl that escaped my father’s lips. Jake’s, for I had already named the turkey, head slammed into the ground followed by the rest of his body. It seemed as if it was a one shot kill, though dad’s call of triumph was premature. Like in the middle of a cheesy zombie movie the turkey leapt from the ground, Jake’s head swiveling back and forth. In a smooth motion he took off at a dead sprint and lifted himself into the air, wings flapping furiously.

Dad had already shot off another round, but the lay of the land was downhill from where we stood. Plus, to Jake’s advantage, the barren tree branches made it difficult to get a direct hit on the fleeing zombie bird. What I had thought would be a boring twelve hours of sitting and waiting turned into a bizarre chase that left me no choice but to follow. I don’t know about my father, but I double checked my safety before jumping over the blind after my dad, “C’mon Sis, we’ve got a live one here!”

“Uh…You mean unlive, right?” Though I don’t think he had heard me over his own battle cry. Dad was a bit…enthusiastic when it came to hunting, something about the thrill of the kill and what not. One Christmas when he was a kid he had killed a deer, painted its nose red, and pronounced to his younger sister that he had, “shot Rudolph,”. Yet secretly cried the first time he ran over a rabbit, bit of a contradiction you might say, but it didn’t stop the man from hunting.

Every once in a while dad would stop to double check the ground and trees for a blood trail. Steadily the sun crept into the sky overhead and soon enough the forest lost its surreal look. The decline of the land began to level out some and below stretched out a green pasture with spots of black and red speckled across it; Angus cattle. An animal trail curved to the right, the left still descending to the pasture below. A hollowed out carcass of a dead cow lay on the edge of the path, dingy white rib bones peeking through the decaying flesh. “Wonderful, want some steak to go?”

“Nah dad, I’m looking forward to roasted turkey tonight instead,”

“If you say so,” dad shrugged, a grin plastered on his face as he continued around the bend and down the pathway. Finally the sun was sitting high in the sky, eleven, twelve? Either way my stomach was beginning to rumble, the sooner we found that bird the better. The early chill had been replaced by a mild warmth, partly from the shining sun and the rest from continuous running. Water ran low in a deep creek bed, the other side sharply rising upward into another steep hill. But our chase had finally come to an end, “Dad,” I muttered, pushing the safety off, bringing my shotgun up.

“Wait,” it was Jake alright, a trail of dried blood marred his beautiful feathers, but that was not the problem. A coyote was moving in on our prey, our prey that we had been chasing after for hours, and here was some coyote moving in on our thanksgiving bird! Unfortunately for us, and the coyote, Jake fled and this time up hill where we had just come from. The damn thing was backtracking and I was convinced it had fled because of the not so sneaky mutt.

“Son of a--” I came up short as my dad shot me a rather interesting looking, as if saying, ‘Son of a what?’, “Ugh!” snarling, I discharged my shotgun in the direction of the would be predator, chasing it away. We never found Jake, and for all I know he is somewhere in Missouri plotting the rise of zombie turkeys against mankind. Maybe.]]> Professor McClure
English 110
January 26, 2010

Rise of the Zombie Turkey

Generally I am not one to wake up before the sun peeked over the horizon, but today was different. Through the window the landscape rushed by as my dad traversed the curvy back roads towards our destination. However I didn’t watch the rest of our progress, five o’clock in the morning was a little early for me. Soon enough dad was rushing me out of the truck loading me down with our gear like a human pack mule. The surrounding darkness thrummed with an symphony of bird calls, the eeriness driven home as coldness crept up my spine and into my bones. It was too cold and too early in the morning for a teenager, “Remind me again how long we’re going to be out here?” My voice drowned out by the humming of the hidden birds, if they were birds.

“When the sun goes down,” his hand came down on my shoulder, propelling me forward in the dark, “now let’s set up.”

My grumbled protests were either ignored or unheard, either way dad had the spot tagged and the screen in place before I could bat an eye, “There is no way I’m sitting on soggy, decaying leaves for hours on end,” my words came out muffled, a flashlight clenched between my teeth, illuminating the ground. The soil was still moist, though not enough to soak through the layers of clothing I had on. “Now what?”

“We wait.”

“…We…wait…Right, of course, we wait.” The pearly grey of twilight bleed over the horizon making the surrounding forest look almost surreal. However we did not have to wait long for our prey. Dad was the first to spot the jake as it strutted into the small opening between the trees. The roar of the shotgun echoed in my eardrums, followed up by the victory howl that escaped my father’s lips. Jake’s, for I had already named the turkey, head slammed into the ground followed by the rest of his body. It seemed as if it was a one shot kill, though dad’s call of triumph was premature. Like in the middle of a cheesy zombie movie the turkey leapt from the ground, Jake’s head swiveling back and forth. In a smooth motion he took off at a dead sprint and lifted himself into the air, wings flapping furiously.

Dad had already shot off another round, but the lay of the land was downhill from where we stood. Plus, to Jake’s advantage, the barren tree branches made it difficult to get a direct hit on the fleeing zombie bird. What I had thought would be a boring twelve hours of sitting and waiting turned into a bizarre chase that left me no choice but to follow. I don’t know about my father, but I double checked my safety before jumping over the blind after my dad, “C’mon Sis, we’ve got a live one here!”

“Uh…You mean unlive, right?” Though I don’t think he had heard me over his own battle cry. Dad was a bit…enthusiastic when it came to hunting, something about the thrill of the kill and what not. One Christmas when he was a kid he had killed a deer, painted its nose red, and pronounced to his younger sister that he had, “shot Rudolph,”. Yet secretly cried the first time he ran over a rabbit, bit of a contradiction you might say, but it didn’t stop the man from hunting.

Every once in a while dad would stop to double check the ground and trees for a blood trail. Steadily the sun crept into the sky overhead and soon enough the forest lost its surreal look. The decline of the land began to level out some and below stretched out a green pasture with spots of black and red speckled across it; Angus cattle. An animal trail curved to the right, the left still descending to the pasture below. A hollowed out carcass of a dead cow lay on the edge of the path, dingy white rib bones peeking through the decaying flesh. “Wonderful, want some steak to go?”

“Nah dad, I’m looking forward to roasted turkey tonight instead,”

“If you say so,” dad shrugged, a grin plastered on his face as he continued around the bend and down the pathway. Finally the sun was sitting high in the sky, eleven, twelve? Either way my stomach was beginning to rumble, the sooner we found that bird the better. The early chill had been replaced by a mild warmth, partly from the shining sun and the rest from continuous running. Water ran low in a deep creek bed, the other side sharply rising upward into another steep hill. But our chase had finally come to an end, “Dad,” I muttered, pushing the safety off, bringing my shotgun up.

“Wait,” it was Jake alright, a trail of dried blood marred his beautiful feathers, but that was not the problem. A coyote was moving in on our prey, our prey that we had been chasing after for hours, and here was some coyote moving in on our thanksgiving bird! Unfortunately for us, and the coyote, Jake fled and this time up hill where we had just come from. The damn thing was backtracking and I was convinced it had fled because of the not so sneaky mutt.

“Son of a--” I came up short as my dad shot me a rather interesting looking, as if saying, ‘Son of a what?’, “Ugh!” snarling, I discharged my shotgun in the direction of the would be predator, chasing it away. We never found Jake, and for all I know he is somewhere in Missouri plotting the rise of zombie turkeys against mankind. Maybe.]]> <![CDATA[handythomas' Poetry]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-548.html Thu, 04 Feb 2010 11:28:26 +0000 handythomas http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-548.html I overheard the din of my thoughts that night.
So pure, so pious and only for her,
I am yearning and longing for my lady love.

Wishes and blessings all are thine,
The world now looks so divine.
To myself I owe the promise I did,
With the bond of love neither strained nor undid.

Don't know why so strange I think,
Has the bond of love now left without the ‘pink’?
The life and the breath now standing on the edge,
Just like a man walking on a wedge.

Going on and on forever is life,
Has it a stop destined or ever it has mercy of thine.
The beauty of love is the pain that it gives,
With the nausea and sting that succumbs me to end.

Losing her is the biggest fear of mine,
Or its something actually destined.
Though she loves me more than anything I compare
All the smiles of the world look small and bare.

The fear that's there is actually tough,
With the confusion all around that blows me in puff.
Am I really not able to decipher my fate?
Or the thing at stake is really so late.

I know it’s not the final end,
The love will someday take over and stand.
Time flows, as does the sand from the fist,
Some day I’ll regain all that’s lost in the mist.....]]> I overheard the din of my thoughts that night.
So pure, so pious and only for her,
I am yearning and longing for my lady love.

Wishes and blessings all are thine,
The world now looks so divine.
To myself I owe the promise I did,
With the bond of love neither strained nor undid.

Don't know why so strange I think,
Has the bond of love now left without the ‘pink’?
The life and the breath now standing on the edge,
Just like a man walking on a wedge.

Going on and on forever is life,
Has it a stop destined or ever it has mercy of thine.
The beauty of love is the pain that it gives,
With the nausea and sting that succumbs me to end.

Losing her is the biggest fear of mine,
Or its something actually destined.
Though she loves me more than anything I compare
All the smiles of the world look small and bare.

The fear that's there is actually tough,
With the confusion all around that blows me in puff.
Am I really not able to decipher my fate?
Or the thing at stake is really so late.

I know it’s not the final end,
The love will someday take over and stand.
Time flows, as does the sand from the fist,
Some day I’ll regain all that’s lost in the mist.....]]> <![CDATA[Hello!!]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-547.html Thu, 04 Feb 2010 11:27:27 +0000 handythomas http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-547.html My name is HandyThomas, I am 25 and live in canada. I discover this forum while searching I am crazy whit^^I think I find what I was searching for^^. I usually play pen and paper game and was wondering if I can do a RP here whit other people.also,I am happy to meet new people here too^^. By they way and I am sorry for my bad writing. Hope not too many people mind^^. Well, hope to see you all later^^.]]> My name is HandyThomas, I am 25 and live in canada. I discover this forum while searching I am crazy whit^^I think I find what I was searching for^^. I usually play pen and paper game and was wondering if I can do a RP here whit other people.also,I am happy to meet new people here too^^. By they way and I am sorry for my bad writing. Hope not too many people mind^^. Well, hope to see you all later^^.]]> <![CDATA[Good News!]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-545.html Wed, 03 Feb 2010 19:29:08 +0000 tom http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-545.html
http://literature-unleashed.com/

url now works... you can now reach LU from this domain and use to all the time!]]>
http://literature-unleashed.com/

url now works... you can now reach LU from this domain and use to all the time!]]> <![CDATA[Mass Effect 2]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-544.html Sat, 30 Jan 2010 07:50:38 +0000 tom http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-544.html <![CDATA[Hello]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-543.html Fri, 29 Jan 2010 10:19:13 +0000 N!ck http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-543.html Looks awesome]]> Looks awesome]]> <![CDATA[Which is the best out of these?]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-540.html Wed, 27 Jan 2010 07:20:43 +0000 hostonbarry http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-540.html <![CDATA[Your opinion about Movie 2012?]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-539.html Wed, 27 Jan 2010 07:16:51 +0000 hostonbarry http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-539.html <![CDATA[Which movie is funnier, Borat or Bruno?]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-538.html Wed, 27 Jan 2010 07:16:30 +0000 hostonbarry http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-538.html <![CDATA[Explicit Discussion Rules]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-537.html Wed, 27 Jan 2010 04:31:58 +0000 Vincent http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-537.html
1) We are not responsible for anything you are exposed to in this forum, so once again, please view at your own discretion.

2) As the definition of explicit varies, please be aware anything found as too explicit may be removed.

3) Pornography/nudity of any kind is unacceptable. Any user found posting it will be banned immediately.

4) It is not the staff's problem if something they deem fine is unsuitable for you, if you honestly think that something in Explicit Discussion is bothering you, appeal to the administrator, or do not go into Explicit Discussion.

If you have any other questions, please feel free to contact an Admin via PM.]]>
1) We are not responsible for anything you are exposed to in this forum, so once again, please view at your own discretion.

2) As the definition of explicit varies, please be aware anything found as too explicit may be removed.

3) Pornography/nudity of any kind is unacceptable. Any user found posting it will be banned immediately.

4) It is not the staff's problem if something they deem fine is unsuitable for you, if you honestly think that something in Explicit Discussion is bothering you, appeal to the administrator, or do not go into Explicit Discussion.

If you have any other questions, please feel free to contact an Admin via PM.]]> <![CDATA[Mature Forum Rules]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-536.html Wed, 27 Jan 2010 04:30:55 +0000 Vincent http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-536.html
1) No flaming, everyone has their own opinions, flaming someone over them is wrong and will not tolerated on LU.

2) Arguments stay in Mature Forum. No arguments originating in the Mature Forum are allowed to go beyond it's boundaries. If so, then any members involved will be warned, and a moderator/administrator will be forced to intervene.

3) Keep things clean, no racial discrimination or discrimination of any kind.

4) Stay specific to a certain topic. If a discussion on Karma is going on, do not start talking about Hindu religious views. Even if it is related, you can always make a new topic about that topic.

5) Topics should be made so to generate discussion and not create spam. If a topic is deemed to silly for Mature Forum, it will either be moved or locked.

6) Acting like you are a moderator, called backseat-moderating, is not allowed.

7) Spam is NOT tolerated. You will be warned and possibly suspended if you spam in Mature Discussion.


Having access to the Mature Forum is a privilege, and this privilege can be taken away at any given time. Whether it be temporary or permanent is up to the Staff. A member can also be warned or suspended for breaking these rules in Mature Forum.

If you have any questions, please free to contact an Admin via PM.]]>
1) No flaming, everyone has their own opinions, flaming someone over them is wrong and will not tolerated on LU.

2) Arguments stay in Mature Forum. No arguments originating in the Mature Forum are allowed to go beyond it's boundaries. If so, then any members involved will be warned, and a moderator/administrator will be forced to intervene.

3) Keep things clean, no racial discrimination or discrimination of any kind.

4) Stay specific to a certain topic. If a discussion on Karma is going on, do not start talking about Hindu religious views. Even if it is related, you can always make a new topic about that topic.

5) Topics should be made so to generate discussion and not create spam. If a topic is deemed to silly for Mature Forum, it will either be moved or locked.

6) Acting like you are a moderator, called backseat-moderating, is not allowed.

7) Spam is NOT tolerated. You will be warned and possibly suspended if you spam in Mature Discussion.


Having access to the Mature Forum is a privilege, and this privilege can be taken away at any given time. Whether it be temporary or permanent is up to the Staff. A member can also be warned or suspended for breaking these rules in Mature Forum.

If you have any questions, please free to contact an Admin via PM.]]> <![CDATA[Noob here]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-534.html Tue, 26 Jan 2010 10:55:19 +0000 Tales http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-534.html <![CDATA[Incisors Discussion]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-533.html Tue, 26 Jan 2010 10:52:53 +0000 Tales http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-533.html
Ok I am currently writing a story which I need some help breaking the cliche.

The story of Incisor is set in an alternative version of 2012 Earth. Environmentalism is regarded as "evil" as the human population shoots up to 10 billion, stressing on natural resources and Gaia.

Then in my home town, Singapore whose people have not seen a large animal in the wild, some strange creatures appeared. Creatures that could destroy the ecosystems and take over eventually.

This topic is for discussion about current affairs that will lead to the events of incisors and some facts I need to know.

I will add more on the next person's reply.]]>
Ok I am currently writing a story which I need some help breaking the cliche.

The story of Incisor is set in an alternative version of 2012 Earth. Environmentalism is regarded as "evil" as the human population shoots up to 10 billion, stressing on natural resources and Gaia.

Then in my home town, Singapore whose people have not seen a large animal in the wild, some strange creatures appeared. Creatures that could destroy the ecosystems and take over eventually.

This topic is for discussion about current affairs that will lead to the events of incisors and some facts I need to know.

I will add more on the next person's reply.]]> <![CDATA[Fallen Graphics]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-532.html Tue, 26 Jan 2010 04:32:37 +0000 Fallen http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-532.html

[Image: YTV3.jpg]

[Image: Yunasinger.jpg]

[Image: Alicelightning.jpg]
One of my better first ones:
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[Image: Starlightsig2.png]

[Image: Doryandsquishybmys.png]

[Image: hiddengemrequestV1.png]

Did twenty versions but finished with this:
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[Image: V8SCsotw.png]

[Image: carsotw.png]

[Image: Fairydust.png]

Theyre pretty crappy ^^^ but I wasn't as practiced then. The top one was my first sig, ever.]]>

[Image: YTV3.jpg]

[Image: Yunasinger.jpg]

[Image: Alicelightning.jpg]
One of my better first ones:
[Image: Ravensig2.png]

[Image: Starlightsig2.png]

[Image: Doryandsquishybmys.png]

[Image: hiddengemrequestV1.png]

Did twenty versions but finished with this:
[Image: sotwHands.png]

[Image: Amy_lee_symetry_sotw.png]

[Image: V8SCsotw.png]

[Image: carsotw.png]

[Image: Fairydust.png]

Theyre pretty crappy ^^^ but I wasn't as practiced then. The top one was my first sig, ever.]]> <![CDATA[My photography]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-531.html Tue, 26 Jan 2010 04:18:35 +0000 Fallen http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-531.html


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http://i487.photobucket.com/albums/rr233...NY0238.jpg]]> <![CDATA[the goblin's scrapbook blog]]> http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-530.html Mon, 25 Jan 2010 23:43:27 +0000 fleamailman http://vivantmn.com/writers/forums/thread-530.html
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