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SailHaven(I

SailHaven

(I will do an explaination, then people can add to the story.)

SailHaven is my home city. It is a floating city, with a network of tunnels, allowing crime syndicates to evolve. The scientists there mostly develop implants, like blades in arms, or wearable tech, like monicles with lenses for seeing in the dark and stuff like that. I got exiled after creating blades that could be installed in arms, but they worked like a cat's claws, and could be hidden completely. After several assassinations, they had to punish me for making them.

 

People can write about:

Politics

There Own SailHaven Charecter

Science

Crime

The Marketplace

(If everyone agrees) Wars Being Fought On Sailhaven 

I am really exited 

submitted by Elliot, SailHaven
(May 30, 2016 - 7:50 am)

And SailHaven will be close to Kyngdom soon, so you can mutters "unfortunantly" come aboard. Mutters, annoyed and tiredly

This is not representantive of any views the author holds. Trill is a good charecter. And Poe Allen is annoyed at Elliot, not Trill. 

submitted by Poe Allen
(May 31, 2016 - 9:41 pm)
submitted by Piper, age 14, SailHaven
(August 12, 2016 - 9:43 am)

Blades drawn, monicle fixed, I look at the impersonator. He copied me. He stole the armor and blamed it on me. Poe, you are wrong. Someone impersonated me and stole the armor. You are looking for the wrong person. I look at the traitor, and push him to his feet. I know the laws. I know he will be punished. But as he punches me, I know he will not be caught. My backstory!

submitted by Elliot
(May 31, 2016 - 9:25 pm)

I am a criminal. Not actully, but the crime bosses want me dead. I fly above the center of SailHaven, looking for the Royal University. The bottle of Æther infused acid glows a dark purple. After stealing it back from a tunnel deep in SailHaven's boileroom, it had bean a flight to the finish. But as the towers of bronze and their metalalic shields glow in the distance, I know I am safe.

submitted by Alexander
(May 31, 2016 - 9:29 pm)

Darn it, Elliot. You are lucky. The king reviewed the exile papers, and you are welcome back to SailHaven. Or even better, SailHaven can come here. You are too lucky. A royal pardon and SailHaven moveing here!

submitted by Poe Allen
(May 31, 2016 - 9:31 pm)

To all of SailHaven:

Elliot, convicted spy, murderer and criminal was found, before a court of law, to be innocent. In recent months, there has been a dangerous amount of crime. After a recent series of arrests, multiple sources have proven Elliot innocent. His invention of the "cat claw blades" resulted in an exile to Kyngdom, and he remains. However, recent legislation bans the creator of a weapon from being responsible for actions caused by the weapons, so Elliot is no longer deemed criminal. In repentance, we shall move the trading market and kingdom of SailHaven to the area of Elliot's residence in Kyngdom. Elliot also was found guilty of stealing armor, but was found to be framed by a shape-shifting humanoid. This was also cleared from Elliot's record. The moving of SailHaven will take place immediately. Please secure all loose items. The moving will end within the day.

-The King of SailHaven. 

submitted by King of SailHaven
(May 31, 2016 - 11:16 pm)

Dawn breaks on SailHaven. The policemen run through the streets. Turner runs ahead of them. "Stop right there!" The policemen cry. Turner pays no heed. Seeing another figure on top of a roof, Turner presses a button on his boots. Sticking his tounge out at the policemen, he walked up the wall of the house. The policemen stared at Turner. He smirked. He pulls something out of his pocket and handed it to the girl. "Perfect." She smirked. Then she leaped to the next rooftop, and the next, and so on. Turner stared after her. "I am so in love with her right now." He whispered. Then he slid into the house.

 

Gear flipped off the roof. "I love these boots..." She whispered, and jumped into a boat. "Go!" She called to the operator. She drove off into the sunrise. 

submitted by Turner/Gear/Trill, age 15/15, SailHaven
(June 1, 2016 - 11:38 am)

Nice story, Trill!

submitted by Elliot
(June 1, 2016 - 11:28 pm)

Sorry, but how did you gat on a boat? Did you mean airship? SailHaven floats in the air. Mabey I should have explained that better.

I watched the airship go. Calling for another one, I jump into the cockpit. Æther cannons loaded, I run at the other aircraft. No, what? I watch as Elliot flys up in his wierd flying machine. He looks like a bird. I lower the aircraft and talk to him. I was so close to catching Turner. Darn it!! 

submitted by Poe Allen
(June 5, 2016 - 9:21 am)

The occupants of SailHaven shuddered as the vast city began to move to Kyngdom. The moon light revealed... Continue this story please.

submitted by Elliot
(June 1, 2016 - 3:57 pm)

... Sprocket shudderd. The vast landscape of sea below SailHaven began to move away quickly. Soon they would arrive at their new mooring: Kyngdom. 

She sat in the old abandoned warehouse that had become her home. It was the perfect hiding place. Located in the wealthier business district, the warehouse had once been a monocle-producing company. It had been abandoned for unkown reasons, yet it still looked brand new. The noises of Sprockets work had kept the authorities from getting suspicious, as they sounded exactly like the noises that the factory would have made.

The constant rocking movement of SailHavens moving was hard to get used to at first. Sprocket began to move all of the things that would topple at the movement to a safer place. Her unfinished automaton was one of them.

Carefully she drew the precious stones out of their compartment. After staring at them for a second she placed them in the eyeholes of the automaton. She rotated them each until they clicked into place. Slowly they brightened and the machine whirred to life. She smiled. The worlds first automaton dog was complete.

 

This is from my point of view about the move.  

submitted by Sprocket , age 13, SailHaven
(June 2, 2016 - 4:45 pm)

Nice!

submitted by Elliot
(June 2, 2016 - 7:24 pm)

Look, a normal day in the office for our SailHaven charries...

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submitted by Elliot
(June 1, 2016 - 11:39 pm)

It was a dark, cloudy night. Any respectable citizen would have been shut tightly into their himes. But not Sprocket.

She walked down the dark alleys of SailHaven. her mechanical dog, Cobalt sniffed ahead of her. It had been just a day since his activation, but she still felt close to him. Machines did have personalities, you just had to know them.

She was on her way to the cogs area of the city. There she could steal some parts to fix her arm. She had made some temporary repairs, but she knew that she needed better ones.

It was only safe to steal with  at night. If the police(or anyone for that matter) saw Cobalt , she would be thrown in jail before she could say 'cogs and gears'. Automaton building was still illegal without a license, and those were extremely hard to get.

They passed Bronze Avenue and turned onto Platinum. Halfway down Cobalt stopped, his ears up. Sprocket stopped to and looked around. "What is it boy?" she asked, flipping her arm into blade mode. The mechanism ground and squeaked.

Great, now what? I should have brought some backup gears. Oh wait, I don't have any. Oh well. She would just have to fight bare handed if it came to that.

She heard a clanking in an alley to her left. She slowly crept toward it, Cobalt following at her heels. Peering into the alley she saw two policeman on patrol, looking at a pile of toppled over crates. With a start she realized that this was the alley that she confronted the police. There was only one reason that they would be looking around. They were after her.  

submitted by Sprocket , age 13, SailHaven
(June 3, 2016 - 2:35 pm)

~Rae

I snuck through the marketplace, hoping that Uri wouldn't notice me. He'd been chasing me for weeks everywhere I went, trying to get his filthy hands on the map that my master had given me before she was taken. I would do anything to keep it safe, especially from Uri. If I could find some friends to help me protect the map, I would love it. But it's a bit hard to do anything at all when a completely random Jakk starts to pursue you on your first journey outside of your town. Uri had set up a stall last night, trying to be sneaky and not have me see him. But I did. And that's why I'm sneaking around like this. 

I would love to be able to say that I came to Sailhaven because I was on a holiday with my master. You already know that that's not the case. (Sadly!) I came because there was nowhere else in the world that I hadn't already tried to hide. But those awful Jakks keep coming. I wish I knew why they want the map! Even I can't figure out where it leads. My master told me the day before she was taken that I must guard it fiercely, and when I asked why, she only shook her head and said, "Rae, ever since I found you in the woods I have loved you, and I know how inquisitive you are, but this is one thing that I can not tell you." Ever since that day I have wondered why.

 

submitted by Rae, age 13, Sailhaven
(June 3, 2016 - 5:03 pm)