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: Alpha Complex works with terrifying efficiency.(Irrational) General kind of weirdness or irregularity that prompts The Computer to assign a mission to the Troubleshooters: The Computer has decreed a new holiday with odd customs and practices, and everyone knows about it but the PCs.
(Someone) Person, people, organization or agency responsible for the situation: A lone Communist. (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: Waste disposal is breaking down; garbage is backing up in the hallways and will soon flood the complex. The threat is a lie.
(Out To Get You) General real threat posed by the situation, or the consequences if the situation is left unresolved: A biological agent will transform or devastate the PCs or a large population. The Computer sends in the Troubleshooters as guinea pigs.
Mission Alert: Text message on PDC. Briefing time 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 empty dining area (IR: mess hall; R-Y: cafeteria; G-B: dining room; I-U: dining hall). Briefing officer is dead on arrival and no one comes to replace him. May have notes on his body that describe the PCs' mission.
This Mission: The Computer's own CompNode in YELLOW (Tension 9) empty reactor coolant stack has gone down. Repair it at once! Instantly!
Outfitting: PLC: Supply clerks recently infected with SellFast.D spam virus, insist all PCs enroll in "Make Credits Fast!" marketing course.
Debriefing: A cavernous spherical reactor coolant chamber (recently decommisioned) with the PCs securely strapped into dentist chairs at wrist, ankle, waist and chin. The booming voice of the unseen officer echoes from strategically placed speakers.
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.