The Armed Republic of Alonte is a massive, efficient nation, ruled by B Jayson with a fair hand, and remarkable for its anti-smoking policies, frequent executions, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless, devout population of 1.618 billion Alonteans enjoy frequent elections, which are uniformly corrupted by big-spending corporations buying politicians who best suit their interests.

The relatively small, moralistic, outspoken government prioritizes Defense, although Law & Order, Administration, and Industry are also considered important, while Spirituality and Public Transport are ignored. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 30.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Alontean economy, worth 189 trillion bullets a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Automobile Manufacturing, Retail, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is an impressive 116,901 bullets, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 413,065 per year while the poor average 23,910, a ratio of 17.3 to 1.

Those found guilty of illicit affairs are jailed, printing out government documents requires the approval of at least three admins, farmers are struggling to keep up with demand for local produce, and hoping to get pregnant is considered sinful presumption. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Alonte's national animal is the cat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Alonte is ranked 276,731^st in the world and 11^th in Galactic Imperium for Largest Black Market, with 79.0 billion Standard Monetary Units.