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 Commie mutant traitors are losing, and that's bad.
(Irrational) General kind of weirdness or irregularity that prompts The Computer to assign a mission to the Troubleshooters: One kind of technological object (crate of 144 room deodorizers) is misbehaving.
(Someone) Person, people, organization or agency responsible for the situation: An R&D experiment that went right, created by buzzing, high on Wakey-Wakey. (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: 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.
Mission Alert: A drugged INFRARED dihydromonoxide treatment attendant acting as a courier delivers alert hardcopy; seeks 10cr 'tip' for the delivery. Briefing location is wrong. The information is in machine-readable code, missing vowels, encrypted, etc. Computer Phreaks can help. The Computer doesn't see the problem.
Briefing: Briefing is in crowded transtube station. Briefing officer is weird invalid (e.g., suspended in sound-dampening gel in a swimming pool communicating through a bizarre array of tubing).
This Mission: The power in BLUE (Tension 14) Armed Forces armory has gone out. Determine the cause and bring the power back online.
Outfitting: PLC: A PLC shop that has none of the equipment needed, but is willing to make appropriate substitutions, could be potentially cool stuff.
Debriefing: Room contains nothing but miniature stools, where the PCs perch with difficulty and discomfort.
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.