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Project AMOR (Secret IC)

Soviet Bloc
10-10-2004, 04:23
PR-8991-M

Project AMOR Official Release
[Conforming to 56-133-A31-D in the ARSB Century Codes]



Twenty-three days ago, $35 Billion USD was allocated to the Ministry of Defense’s Advanced Operational Research and Experimentation Agency (AOREA). Most of the funds ($30 Billion USD) were allocated to AOREA’s latest project, ‘AMOR’. The remaining funds ($5 Billion USD) were to be used for the purchase of supplies and military vehicles from Dat’ Pizdy Arms Corporation to be used in active research. The following passage conforms directly to the ‘Article on the Public’s Right to Information’ [56-133-A31-D in ARSBCC] and provides information on Project ‘AMOR’…
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Project AMOR (----- ----- ----- -----)
-Submitted by Marcus Duvochieskiy (Program Supervisor)

Project AMOR was formally initiated on the 23rd of September of the current year but only recently began research and experimentation under the supervision of Marshal Marcus Duvochieskiy (Army, retired). Project Amor deals with the study of ----- ----- and its potential military and destructive uses. Initial testing was conducted using ----- as the initial source. ----- ----- molecules were provided by the ----- ----- ----- -----. Initial tests concluded the ----- ----- technology as a very capable weapon of war with possible civilian uses (engineering), however, ----- holding ‘cells’ need to be designed and produced as current ones allow leakage of the ----- -----. Stricter magnetic control should solve the problem. Another problem is that current production methods are inefficient and require too much time to produce the necessary ----- -----. Supervisory Council (Me, Serj Yntarovek, Alexei Turov, Evgeniy Horakh) advise for the construction of separate production facilities (instead of the current research facilities where the molecules are acquired from) and separate transportation systems (instead of the military’s).


Recent non-project studies confirm the viable use of ----- ----- technology as a particularly destructive weapon, finally fulfilling the dream of the ARSB Military- a “clean” ----- -----.


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Over the ARSB, aboard a standard C-380 with a redesigned general purpose Cargo Pod

Destination- Tashkent Proving Grounds (AOREA Research Site)



Lieutenant Colonel Sergei Kerensky sighed as he pulled his hands off the controls of the C-380, its auto-pilot engaging. He glanced out the starboard window of the cockpit and surveyed the sight, three F-57C Molniya fighters serving as escort. He glanced over to his co-pilot, Major Alexander Zuyev, “What the hell is with the intense escort?”

Zuyev returned with a shrug as he attempted to lean back in his seat, “I have no fucking idea. The cargo pod they have it in is uglier than fucking hell.” The lieutenant colonel chuckled as he unbuckled himself and pulled himself out of his seat, pulling off his helmet and setting it in the now unoccupied seat. Zuyev shot him a questioning glance and Kerensky returned with an answer.

“I’ll be right back, gotta get something to drink.” Zuyev nodded and watched a few diagnostic screens as Kerensky opened the small door separating the cockpit from the crew cabins. As he stepped through, flight engineer Ruslan Zemerov and navigational specialist Sonja Polovienchiaskiviy, glanced up, giving the flight commander a nod. As he made his way to a small cabinet and faucet he nodded to the two, “Anything interesting going on?”

The two looked at each other before Sonja replied, “Absolutely nothing…” Ruslan coughed, glancing away. Sonja shot him a disapproving glance before returning her attention to the commander, “Uh… Sergei?”

Kerensky stood at the counter, adding a packet of sugar to his newly poured coffee, “Hmm?”

“What exactly is it that we’re carrying? And where?”

As he finished adding what he needed to the coffee, he turned around, “All I know is that the thing we’re carrying is called ‘TRAP’. I don’t know if it stands for something or if it literally is a trap but for what, I don’t know. Oh, and we’re headed for Tashkent. I think Tashkent Proving Grounds.”

“Tashkent Proving Grounds? That’s an AOREA test site. Hmm…” She sat thinking for a minute… “Maybe we’ve got that new fighter they’ve been developing on here?”

Kerensky shook his head, “No. I know for a fact we don’t unless they built more than one and sent the second one to Tashkent. Remember Boris? Boris… Boris Rudentsky? Yeah, he told me that he and his crew took it down there a week ago.”

She nodded… “Well, maybe they’ll tell us after we get there?”

Kerensky shrugged, “Maybe…”


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For now, the C-380 continued on through the skies at 45000 feet, her gray exterior contrasting sharply with the dark and oddly angular pod she carried between her two fuselages. Two DP-21’s hung at her wingtips while nine F-57Cs were situated all around her, providing a defensive shield to the rather vulnerable C-380 which wore no markings except an identification number.

Her entire path was designated a commercial and private ‘no fly zone’. Only military aircraft with the proper authorization could cross or enter its path, all other aircraft would be shot down without warning from the nearly forty aircraft that patrolled the corridor.





OOC- To be continued… (Stuff will be revealed as it progresses)
Industrial Experiment
10-10-2004, 04:58
You made it too obvious. I'm already 98% sure I know what you're dealing with.
Soviet Bloc
10-10-2004, 05:06
OOC- I gave plenty of hints so I wouldn't doubt it. But send me a TG of what you think it is.
Buechoria
10-10-2004, 05:14
Benedikt Andreas yawned as he flew his Beech G17S Staggerwing over ARSB airspace.

"Ugh.. I seriously need... To sleep.." he said tiredly as he suppressed the urge to close his eyes. Benedikt was an inexperienced pilot, but was passed because of his slight grasp of the basics of flying private aircraft. One of the silliest things he did not know much about was the autopilot feature, and the fact it would NOT fly you to your destination.

Benedikt hit the autopilot button before drifting into a deep sleep. As his body became limp, his arm drfited over the joystick and put it into an upward course. The Beech gradually soared into the sky - And into the path of the flying armada.

"Huh!? Wuzzah!?" Benedikt yelled as he woke up from the sound of explosions. Missiles careened towards his tiny plane and he struggled to tell them to stop shooting, but it was in vain - The aircraft exploded into shards of shrapnel and glass.

OOC: This was discussed about with ARSB
Industrial Experiment
10-10-2004, 05:31
OoC: Check your TG's.