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 so badly it endangers the PCs' lives.(Irrational) General kind of weirdness or irregularity that prompts The Computer to assign a mission to the Troubleshooters: One kind of technological object (power vest (Experimental R&D equipment, charged with high voltage, does S4K energy damage to attackers using bare hands, metal hand weapons or force swords)) is behaving far too well.
(Someone) Person, people, organization or agency responsible for the situation: A docbot reprogrammed by Corpore Metal. (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: The Computer believes something horrible has happened, but gives the PCs no details, and forbids them to tell anyone for fear of starting a panic. The threat is real.
Mission Alert: Stamped onto side of Botulin toxin. Message is intact and correct.
Briefing: Briefing is in IR market. 1 briefing officers behind opaque bulletproof glass, voices electronically filtered.
This Mission: The communications system at RED (Tension 6) Mystics meeting room (has meeting in progress) has gone down. Repair it and determine the cause.
Outfitting: PLC: Warehouse run by insane high-clearance director; assigns PCs a mission (Guard the Food Vats from Anti-Mutant trying to taint them with drugs. Be careful not to taint them yourselves.) on his own behalf so he can give them over-inventoried mobility enabler (skates, boots, motorized shopping cart, vehicle, jet pack, propeller helmet, frictionless shoe soles); Problem: intelligent; neurotic or frightened.
Debriefing: A pitch black room, with dim light filtering in under the entrance door. Unsettling clicking noises, like a trigger being pulled on a jammed gun.
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.