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: The PCs just aren't good enough to handle their assignment.(Irrational) General kind of weirdness or irregularity that prompts The Computer to assign a mission to the Troubleshooters: A particular drug suddenly has inexplicably altered effects.
(Someone) Person, people, organization or agency responsible for the situation: Everyone in INDIGO (Tension 16) crowded decaying and pestilential wreck of an abandoned sector: food production area (IR-Y: Food Vats, G-U: hydroponic gardens) is in on it; they want to discredit, destroy, maim and spit on the Troubleshooters. (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 "Someone" has taken control of crowded transtube station and is slaughtering enemies. The PCs are either trapped there or sent to deal with the problem. The threat is real.
Mission Alert: A drugged INFRARED scrubot hydrochloric acid tank refiller acting as a courier delivers alert hardcopy; seeks 10cr 'tip' for the delivery. Briefing location is wrong. The information is obscured by advertising (pop-up ad, jingle, viral marketing, etc.). Sponsoring advertiser may possibly have record of unaltered alert.
Briefing: Briefing is in MemoMax archive vault. Officious, schoolmasterly briefing officer sitting at the head of a classroom with blackboard and chalk; tests PCs frequently.
This Mission: Investigate accusations of GREEN onsite vidshow news reporter planting evidence against BLUE (information source, drugged (thymoglandin, hydropsionic acid)).
Outfitting: PLC: A Monty Python "Cheese Shop" warehouse; nothing is actually in stock. Staffers are proud of their multiple awards for cleanliness and efficiency.
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.