Every colour on the map has an owner, and so does the sea.
The map of the world in 2126 and the corporate states that divide it: the big five and the lesser ones that fill the gaps. Each ESTEMP has its own sin. None of them is the main villain, because all of them are villains.
The world map
FictionThe board in 2126: who owns each piece, and how many army pieces they have.
Each colour is a corporate state. The sea belongs to Thalassa Corp, whose red pieces sit in every ocean. Numbered squares are the REGESTs (Western Europe is enlarged in the corner). Hover a REGEST to see its name. On a phone, drag the map sideways. Open the map full screen →
Cinco conglomerados dominam o planeta e funcionam como monarquias de acionistas. Em volta deles, Estados Empresariais menores fecham os espaços que sobraram. O mar inteiro é de uma única empresa.
As peças no mapa são uma piada com fundo de verdade: elas mostram, mais ou menos, quanta segurança privada cada ESTEMP mantém em seu território. As fronteiras entre ESTEMPs não são guerras abertas; são tratados comerciais, pedágios, quarentenas e, de vez em quando, uma sabotagem.
OmniTerra
FictionThe Americas: logistics, extraction, synthetic farming and space.
Territory: the Americas, from Alaska to Tierra del Fuego, plus Greenland. Headquarters: Chicago. Space base: Alcântara.
OmniTerra is the largest company in the world and the first to become a country. It moves cargo, tears out ore, grows synthetic food on a continental scale and, since the First Asteroid, mines space.
It is famous for how rigidly it relocates labour: nobody has a fixed career, and an accountant can wake up as a harvester operator three thousand kilometres from home. In exchange, its propaganda is the most upbeat on the planet.
It started the First Corporate War and lies about the colonies. Its slogan, Work for the Colony Dream, promises a paradise in space that does not exist and never will (see The Colony Dream).
Kuro-Tech
FictionAsia-Pacific: cables, chips, utilitarian biotech and pacification weapons.
Territory: East Asia, Southeast Asia and Oceania. Headquarters: Osaka.
Kuro-Tech makes the floor of technology: cables, chips, industrial implants, practical biotech. Nothing is pretty; everything works. It also makes internal pacification weapons: batons, containment ammunition, gas, riot vehicles.
Kuro-Tech hires out security to other corporations. An ESTEMP that does not want to keep troops hires a Kuro-Tech unit by the quarter, in grey uniforms with the black logo on the shoulder. They appear in Audit at Descoberto.
It sold weapons to both sides of the First Corporate War and profited from every death. To this day, every war between companies is a good quarter for Kuro-Tech.
Aegis-Med
FictionEurope and Mediterranean Africa: medicine, life insurance and the illusion of wellbeing.
Territory: Europe and the Mediterranean coast of Africa. Headquarters: Basel.
Aegis-Med is a pharmaceutical and insurance empire. It sells the feeling of being looked after: corporate health plans, mood apps, wellness campaigns and, for those who can pay, longevity.
Nearly every implant in the world needs an anti-rejection drug so the body does not attack it. Aegis-Med holds the patent on the most used one, Tolerin, and sells it to every other corporation. The price is calibrated to fit a collaborator's salary. Whoever is dismissed loses their health plan, and with it their Tolerin (see The implant is yours, the title is the company's).
Petro-Vanguard
FictionMiddle East and Central Asia: synthetic fuels and crisis containment.
Territory: the Middle East, Anatolia, the Caucasus and Central Asia. Headquarters: Doha.
Petro-Vanguard controls the synthetic fuels that still drive ships, planes and rockets. It pioneered the harshest crisis containment policies: when something goes wrong in a territory, it isolates, fences and waits.
It took part in the Great Dismissal by poisoning the Arabian coast of the Bab-el-Mandeb strait. Its containment manuals are still used by other ESTEMPs.
Thalassa Corp
FictionThe oceans: shipping lanes, automated fishing and desalination. Every new inch of sea is hers.
Territory: every international water on the planet. Headquarters: a platform in the North Atlantic that moves around.
Thalassa owns the shipping lanes, the automated fishing platforms and the desalination plants. In a thirsty world, that makes it the water supplier for half of the planet's coasts.
FictionRussia and the Arctic: the thaw as a business.
Territory: Russia and the Arctic coast. Headquarters: Murmansk.
Severa lives off the thaw: Arctic sea lanes opening up, ores the permafrost used to hide, gas. It is locked in a legal question with Thalassa that has no answer: is melting ice land or sea?
It works dismissed people in quarantine in its northern mines, on contracts they sign because nowhere else will take them.
Monsoon Workforce Solutions
FictionSouth Asia: the largest legal market for renting people.
Territory: the Indian subcontinent. Headquarters: Mumbai.
Monsoon makes nothing: it rents out collaborators. Call-centre shifts, accounting, data triage, nursing, construction: any ESTEMP can hire a batch of Monsoon workers by the quarter.
The Corporate Quarantine stops a dismissed worker from being hired by another corporation. But a worker leased out by Monsoon is never hired by anyone: they stay Monsoon's. It is the most used loophole in the world, and Monsoon charges for it.
Great Rift Holdings
FictionEast, Central and Southern Africa: geothermal power, cobalt and lithium.
Territory: from the Horn of Africa to the Cape, including the Congo basin. Headquarters: Nairobi.
Great Rift sells geothermal energy from the Rift Valley and the ores in the world's batteries: cobalt, lithium, copper.
The panels need water to be cleaned, and the Sahel has little. Whole wells have been fenced off, and herding routes that are centuries old now end at a fence with the sun logo.