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 is just a simulation; nothing is physically real.(Irrational) General kind of weirdness or irregularity that prompts The Computer to assign a mission to the Troubleshooters: One kind of technological object (Scrubot (or bot brain)) is misbehaving.
(Someone) Person, people, organization or agency responsible for the situation: A Death Leopard gang. (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 VIOLET (Tension 17) empty garage / vehicle dispatch may grow into a major problem. The PCs must fix the malfunction and deal with the problems already created. The "Someone" doesn't want the team to succeed, and is actively working against them. The threat is real.
Mission Alert: A drugged INFRARED dihydromonoxide treatment attendant acting as a courier delivers alert verbally; seeks 10cr 'tip' for the delivery. Briefing location 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 ULTRAVIOLET mausoleum. Briefing officer is hiding inside an empty Cold Fun barrel and passes written notes out to the PCs through a small bunghole.
This Mission: The power in INFRARED (Tension 1) factory floor has gone out. Determine the cause and bring the power back online.
Outfitting: Infrared Market: A "Broke" market. Troubleshooters always leave broke, with stuff that's broke. Bad deals all around.
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.