Corporation

EDIT: Corporation has been submitted. This post was written towards the beginning of its conception - back when it was more of a parody than what it is now, whatever that is - and thus may not be accurate. The Teaser presented here is still valid, but minorly edited, and I've written another one. Yeah ...

As some people may know, I've been in the process of writing a bootleg to submit for next year. The basic outline of it is fairly defined now, so I've decided to write a brief outline of it (heavily redacted, to be close to what people would know initially if it actually happens), in the hope that some people will give me opinions, or constructive criticism. So, here it is:

The Teaser:

Tick ... Tock ... Tick ... Tock ...

The only thing more boring than sitting in a meeting, waiting for some windbag to spend hours talking, is waiting to sit in a meeting, she thought, while trapped in that most boring of states. The Corporation had been going downhill ever since that thrice-damned socialist trouble-maker's family had sued for his death; that was the end of determining policy by mortal combat. Thankfully, she would not have to sit through all of this meeting; the vial of nerve gas in her pocket would make quick work of the other departmental leaders, paving her way to control the department. She would gain more power, more money, and, most importantly, please her superiors in the AISB.

Tick ... Tock ... Tick ... Tock ...

The preparations for the meeting are almost complete, he thought, almost ready to open the door and allow the meeting to begin. His subordinates wouldn't realize that the chairs were filled with spring-loaded, poisoned spikes until it was too late - and if they did realize, the small containers of explosives under the chairs would fix that. He would soon be safe from people trying to climb to the top over dead bodies (his dead body, anyways), at least for a while, and the Nth Straw would certainly appreciate the chaos caused by the sudden replacement of almost all the managers of the PR department.

Tick ... Tock ... Tick ... Tock ...

His gun readied, the sniper trained his binoculars upon the meeting room, ready to kill all but his employer upon the slightest hint of foul play. His employer, a rare person who was content to let promotion come to him, instead of fighting for it, was not so naive as to think that his coworkers shared his views, and considered it prudent to take out insurance. But that didn't matter to the sniper, for a job is a job, whatever the reason, and money is money, whatever its source.

Tick ... Tock ... Tick ... *Crunch*

The janitor carefully pushed a vial into the clockwork, where it would gradually trickle down, its contents being released into the air of the meeting room about ten minutes into the meeting. With a small, secret smile, he returned to his job, mopping up the remains of the newest ex-employee of the Quality Assurance Division.

Second Teaser, only just written:

Salutations!

As a member of the board, upper levels, or significant stockholder in the Corporation, you have been chosen to be invited to the 3.14.15 conference. It will feature presentations by representatives of all divisions, as well as by a non-zero number of companies which the Corporation is considering acquiring.

As you may be aware, due to the recent collapse of the Indian continent, the global economy is in a state of collapse. To prevent incursions from competitors upon markets currently controlled by the Corporation, the President and Board may be planning on announcing budget cuts. Therefor, all invitees are strongly encouraged to attend, as their jobs may be at stake.

We also regret to inform you that, due to the lawsuit under the laws of the People's Meritocracy of California, decision-making by combat is no longer company policy (the board having decided that, despite this being a long-standing tradition which many of the current leaders have taken part in, the People's Meritocracy of California is too important a market to alienate). Therefor, while combat is discouraged, we do not expect all employees to be able to restrain themselves from bringing weapons, especially considering the longstanding tendency of employees towards clearing the promotion ladder by force.

Be there or be liquidated.

[signature goes here], President.

And now, for the quick explanation which I've given people in the past:

Secret societies + Conspiracies + Corporate backstabbing + Going With The Flow being the most important aspect of it. Really, within an hours, things will be happening which might seem like people making stuff up. Four or five basic factions, each corresponding to a division within the Corporation (PR, HR, R&D, QA, and possibly the Janitorial Service), as many secret societies which most people will be members off, possibly mercenaries, executives from other corporations, and presenters from smaller companies looking to be acquired. PR is filled with people trying to be hip and manipulative sociopaths, HR is terrifying and inhuman, R&D is all mad scientists, QA has a higher death toll than most wars, and the Janitors clean up after messes. Ex-employees, traitors, double agents, genocides, broken fridges, acid spills ... stuff like that.

[Redacted / Potential Spoilers ]

So, opinions? Thoughts? Insults upon my writing abilities? Think that it's horrible unoriginal? (it might be, but I don't think it is ...) If the answer is yes to any of those questions, please say so (and actually give the feedback instead of just saying yes).