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 Computer personally likes the PCs too well.(Irrational) General kind of weirdness or irregularity that prompts The Computer to assign a mission to the Troubleshooters: One or more laws of nature has been altered or revoked. It's gravity.
(Someone) Person, people, organization or agency responsible for the situation: A High Programmer who has started a lottery or other credit-making scheme and has illicitly pulled needed supplies from some vital installation. (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" believes (accurately?) the PCs are assassins sent to kill him; he tries to kill them first. Meanwhile, the PCs must complete their mission. 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 major malfunction has rendered an entire sector uninhabitable; the local environment kills an unprotected citizen in minutes if not seconds.
Mission Alert: Via high-frequency radio transmission that gives PCs excruciating headaches and sends petbots crazy with excitement. Briefing time 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 crowded soylent recycling room (near morgue). Briefing officer whispers the briefing to the team leader and then expects him to pass it on in the style of Telephone or Chinese Whispers.
This Mission: We suspect INFRARED sector monitor screen polisher (information source, quietly delusional), who's infiltrating a Power Services firm for Internal Security, of being a double-agent for Internal Security plant (hiding as Death Leopard). Infiltrate the firm and see where his allegiance lies.
Outfitting: C-Bay or other online auction site: Price: 10% off. Delivery: agreed drop point nearby (ORANGE (Tension 8) heat-resistant mitten knitting sweatshop), immediate. Drop point to pick up purchased equipment is Sierra Club's paint-mixing facility run by Pro Tech, which charges a 2% commission for services.
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.