What stand before you are five important people. The ones that hold your job by a string and will dictate your future in this company.
Bartholomew Anderson looks to be a rather... Sloppy old fellow. Their suit untucked and and a wrinkled tie as their wide eyes stare at your soul. Considering how old they are you're not even sure they've seen a video game before.
Jeffrey Silver looks like a dick.
John Davis is a old-fashioned guy from his attire and hair, a smile on his face and an entire beer in hand. They're just letting this dude drink on the job?
Annabelle Klein is... Cute. Cute and small. Yet with a face of anger. Well you know what they say about short people, the shorter they are the more ferocious their personality is.
Paris Mont. You uh, can't get a read on the dude. But god damn does he dress fancy.
"Well..." Bartholomew starts, as he holds out pieces of paper to the rest to read. What's on them are the three ideas you managed to come up with overnight. You barely manage to keep in a yawn as you watch the five talk. "These are certainly interesting ideas to say the least.
Mythic Sword,
American Ninja and
Snowed in Tactics-"
"Yeah we know. We have the cards in our hands." Jeffrey jumps in, interrupting the old man. "So let's cut to the chase. What's going to earn us the most
money?"
"Now now Mr. Silver, we can't just say such things in front of the lad here. We're professionals, are we not?" Davis speaks, their voice much akin to hearing from an old movie from your parent's era.
Jeffrey, or you guess Silver since that seems to be what everyone is calling him, looks at you. A distinct eye of distain can be seen. "Professionals... Yes. That we are Davis. So kid, you've chosen between one of those roleplaying games, a side-scroller and a... Top-down children's snow fight."
"Silver! Don't talk down on that last one, unlike the bloody ninja killer game or that fantasy nonsense it'd be a great game for children to have!" This time it's Annabelle that pipes in, shouting as she increases the counter of people who have insulted your game ideas in this room to two.
"Oh the
children. It's always the children for you!"
"Of course I care about their future! Because
you only care about yours."
Bartholomew and Davis just sigh at their antics, the latter taking a huge chug of their drink as it goes on.
Then comes the click of fingers, the fanciful man known as Paris finally joins the conversation. "How about a vote?"
The air grows cold as silence commences as no-one says anything in response.
Paris smiles. "A vote it is then. Let's start with what Mr. Silver so passionately called a children's snow fight, which it is. Does anyone here have suggestions?"
"We change the setting." Silver smirks.
Annabelle's eyes grow wide at that "Hah!?"
"Oh please. As if any child is going to entertain the idea of this when they could just go outside themselves, you know what season we'll be releasing it in." Huh? "Literally anything else would suffice, would it not? Though I suppose we could keep the snow theme itself intact."
"So the suggestion is to the change the setting? That suffices to be voted on. As for me? I'll abstain." Paris says.
"Abstain." Davis sips his alcoholic drink that's nearing to empty now.
"Change the setting." Silver says matter-of-factly.
"Abstain." Says the old man.
"We are not changing the setting you utter baboon!" Annabelle shouts at the top of her lungs, but Silver just dryly laughs in response.
Paris looks at the watch on their wrist. "So it seems it's one to one. A tie. Well Mr. Samson, how about you make the choice here?"
"Wait me?"
Uhhhh...
[ ] Change the setting of Snowed in Tactics. [-5 to the next Arguing roll against Annabelle, +5 to the next Arguing roll against Silver]
-[ ] To what? Write-in.
[ ] Don't change the setting of Snowed in Tactics. [-5 to the next Arguing roll against Silver, +5 to the next Arguing roll against Anabelle]
"That settles it then. Onto the next! How about... Mythic Sword: Tale of the Storm Dragon." Oh wow, he said the full name.
Bartholomew raises a hand. "I have a question for Samson. Judging by how you've written this, I see you must take a liking to writing. Am I correct?"
"Y-yeah." To be honest, you're frankly intimidated by this entire room.
In fact, this place is a madhouse! What have you gotten yourself into!?
You gulp, deciding to say it in more detail. "I'm a recent graduate actually. I put a lot of passion for my writing, if I couldn't get this job I would've tried my hand into fully getting into writing novels." You shyly rub the back of your head at that, a blush appearing on your face.
"Oh a studious man. That's a welcome change of pace to the usual!" The old man laughs heartily. "Though I think we may have an immediate problem with that idea..." Uh oh. "Or rather one word you've used.
Witch."
Oh no.
"I'll have to reject it immediately." You are surprised as you see Davis is the one to say that. "In a god-given country such as ours, and borrowing Annabelle's usual words, should we not think about the morality of showing that?"
"Thank you Davis." Annabelle responds, immediately agreeing with them.
Silver on the other hand... "And waste a golden opportunity? The potential money we could make from such a controversy would create a welcoming hand to allow it to succeed. Let the brat make their evil witch. Sabrina the Teenage Witch exists anyways after all." One side of you doesn't believe that Silver is now on your court, yet the other side can't help but feel angered at one of their comments. An "evil" witch!? How dare they!
"I pick the witch to stay." Paris comments, their smile growing wider. You
really can't get a read on this guy.
"Abstain." One last voice stands out.
"Huh!?" "What!?" Both Annabelle and Davis shout, causing the old man to flinch from the volume.
Bartholomew sighs. "As much as I am the one to point it out, the era is always changing. Who's to say that perhaps witches won't be as uncontroversial as they are today?"
"What kind of stupid explanation-" Annabelle starts with growing anger before being stopped by Paris.
"Now now Annabelle. He's made his choice, as such it stays. Another tied vote then? It seems there is much that Mr. Samson must decide today."
[ ] Keep the word Witch. [Potential controversy should the game reach release, unknown effects] [-10 to the next Arguing roll against Davis, -5 to the next Arguing roll against Annabelle, +10 to the next Arguing roll against Silver, +5 to the next Arguing roll against Paris]
[ ] Discard the word Witch to something more family friendly. [No controversy] [-10 to the next Arguing roll against Silver, -5 to the next Arguing roll against Paris, +10 to the next Arguing roll against Davis, +5 to the next Arguing roll against Annabelle]
-[ ] Change the female character to what? Write-in. [Depending on your answer it may gain +'s or -'s to certain people's rolls]
"The last to talk about before we round back to the next phase of votes is..." Ph-phase? "American Ninja. The point has already been discussed earlier. For those that wish to change the bloodiness aspect of this idea raise your hands. And those that abstain will hold shake and dance to a song I'll pick out right this instance." Silence. Just complete silence. "Ah, nobody wishes to laugh at my joke then? A simple raise of the index finger should do well."
Two hands raise up, Annabelle and Bartholomew. Three stay down, Silver, Davis and Paris.
Paris speaks again. "The mature subject matter shall stay."
Davis smiles. "Good! A story of a great American man slaying foreign foes would do well!" Annabelle on her part cringes at what Davis says.
"Then perhaps should I suggest a change myself?" Bartholomew asks. "Just for the young man. How about changing the main enemies to something else? Demons, cyborgs, robots, there's quite more that could be done rather than just people. It helps make it more fantastical and less... Real."
Paris looks around the room. "Does anyone object to that?" Nobody does. "Then it is settled. Mr. Samson, make your pick."
[ ] What are the main enemies of American Ninja?
-[ ] Humans.
-[ ] Cyborgs.
-[ ] Robots.
-[ ] Demons.
-[ ] Write-in.
No plan votes.
If you had voted in such stuff as the Spelunky clone or Atomic Heart (Fallout clone) I would've immediately had that idea thrown away within the update, causing -'s to all Five Mountains. Good job not falling into that pit. By the way, all pitches from now on that count as pure clones are automatically disqualified.