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: A hostile force is manipulating the PCs' conscious will.(Irrational) General kind of weirdness or irregularity that prompts The Computer to assign a mission to the Troubleshooters: One kind of technological object (Teachbot (or bot brain)) is behaving far too well.
(Someone) Person, people, organization or agency responsible for the situation: The Computer-or, if it makes more sense, a buzzing, high on Wakey-Wakey ULTRAVIOLET programming something extremely important manipulating The Computer's local CompNode. (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 deadly pathogen is eating through the population. The PCs are infected the moment their clone backups are decanted. Better hurry on the mission! The threat is real.
Mission Alert: A drugged INFRARED algae pizza delivery person acting as a courier delivers alert verbally; seeks 10cr 'tip' for the delivery. Recognition password (to be given to briefing officer) is wrong. The information is missing, replaced by [INSERT DATA HERE] or similar. Secret society contacts or servile truckling to The Computer may fill in missing data.
Briefing: Briefing is in warbot armature fitting lab. Briefing officer has left a recording device with the mission on it, but the mechanism is jammed at double speed with no rewind option.
This Mission: INFRARED impact armor tester has a treasonous but powerful Death Simulation (s), with which he has inspired revolt, and taken over empty hospital intensive care. Remove the mutant and resolve the unrest.
Outfitting: PLC: Shipping containers stacked atop one another, each container listed for inscrutable bureaucratic purposes as being in a different sector.
Debriefing: The debriefing officer sits in complete silence while paging through several thick files, flanked by BLUE Vulture troopers armed with cone rifles. PCs who speak are met with scowls. The debriefing ends without a word.
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.