As a note, I'm unsure of what issue eligibility issues (^-^) this may have, so that's hopefully another thing I can work out through the drafting process.
Title:
Double Duplicity Dilemma
Eligibility:
Hasn't digitized government records in issue 1100 option 3.
Description:
@@A@@ @@DEMONYMADJECTIVE@@ spy accused of double-dealing with the Blackacrean government has claimed a curious defense: It was all a ploy, an infiltration mission, authorized at the highest level. Official archives have proven infuriatingly inconclusive for both sides of the argument, and with backroom bureaucrats able to neither confirm nor deny this supposed "triple agency," the intelligence community has become inflamed over apparent incompetency in the service.
Option 1:
"Oh, come on," growls your Defense Minister, @@RANDOMFIRSTNAME@@ @@ANIMAL@@, taking a long draw from an imaginary corncob pipe. "There ain't a damn thing wrong with our intelligence, and anyone who says otherwise is probably already working for Blackacre! More scrutiny is what we need, on our agents, on everyone—never know who could be two-faced. As for the spy, I say we string 'em up for treason right here and now, give the traitor’s compatriots a lesson in where loyalties lie."
Effect:
holidaymakers carrying briefcases are arrested under suspicion of espionage
Option 2:
"I was only doing my job!" cries @@RANDOMNAME@@, as @@HE@@ rappels down from the ceiling, where @@HE@@ has been waiting conspicuously for the past fifteen minutes. "It's not my fault those paper-pushers back at headquarters lost some paperwork! I should be treated as a hero for my valiant service, not some villain. In fact, you should fund some productions to publicize my exploits, really sweep the public consciousness. Just think of it: the intrigue, the drama, the royalties!"
Effect:
"Mission Somewhat Plausible" is all the rage among moviegoers
Option 3:
"Y'know, @@HE@@ has a point," whispers a mysterious voice, emanating from a shadowy corner of your office. "It's possible that this spy has accomplished a great deal for us, and with no paper trail to boot. If we were to, say, "misplace" a few more documents here and there, we could create a clandestine army, with no accountability, and nothing to tie their actions back to @@NAME@@!" The voice fades, cackling maniacally, as your assistant makes a note to install more light bulbs.
Outcome:
rogue @@DEMONYMADJECTIVE@@ super-agents wash up frequently on distant shores
Option 4:
"Why do we have spies anyway?" asks the stack of filing boxes assembled on your desk. It topples, unearthing the Minister of Records looking simultaneously bedraggled and bored. "All the secrecy, all the lies, it's all too hard to keep track of. Besides, our neighbors probably don't care about our internal affairs anyway, why should we about theirs? Let's just be transparent with everyone. Makes my job easier."
Outcome:
dark-suited foreigners crowd recently cleaned windows in @@CAPITAL@@