Your Mission
The Computer has generated the following mission for your team. It has been carefully designed to ensure the maximum safety and satisfaction for your team.
Paranoia is the Irrational Fear Someone is Out To Get You
(Fear) Dominant type of fear to install in the PCs: An front-row tickets to Championship FunBall game the PCs cherish will be destroyed.(Irrational) General kind of weirdness or irregularity that prompts The Computer to assign a mission to the Troubleshooters: Everyone in Alpha Complex behaves in an inexplicably fearful and alarmed way toward all PCs.
(Someone) Person, people, organization or agency responsible for the situation: A scrubot reprogrammed by Humanists. (The identity of the Someone need not be obvious at the mission's outset, and in fact things may play out more appropriately if the Someone is not discovered until late in the proceedings.)
(Out To Get You) General apparent threat posed by the situation, or the consequences if the situation is left unresolved: A minor malfunction in GREEN (Tension 11) Proper Bedding Maintenance Hall of Fame may grow into a major problem. The PCs must fix the malfunction and deal with the problems already created. The threat is real.
Mission Alert: Mission is randomly assigned as a prize in a CruncheeTym algae chips packet. Message is intact and correct.
Briefing: Briefing is in empty living quarters (IR: barracks; R-Y: dormitory; G-B: apartment; I-U: mansion). Officious, schoolmasterly briefing officer sitting at the head of a classroom with blackboard and chalk; tests PCs frequently.
This Mission: Neutralize INFRARED vendobot Hot Fun supplier (physical threat, believes himself possessed by demons) in crowded computer interface (IR: public terminals area; R-Y: Computer cafe; G-B: private terminal, I-U: communications nexus).
Outfitting: PLC: Office only carries "non-ordinance" items-no weapons or weapon-like items. Offers PCs a new "Zero-Tolerance" form to sign.
Debriefing: The debriefing officer stands behind a massive, blast-shielded podium flanked by blue Vulture troopers with plasma generators, while the PCs sit in brilliant interrogation spotlights that look disconcertingly like bullseyes.
Find weird phrasing, clearly erroneous output, or other signs of filthy commie mutant traitor sabotage? Copy the offending passages and email them to the High Programmer for investigation.