The District of Epic Prose is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Liard with a fair hand, and remarkable for its complete lack of prisons, absence of drug laws, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 44.026 billion Prosians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, is primarily concerned with Industry, with Education also on the agenda, while Spirituality and Law & Order receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of District City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.7%.

The very strong Epic Prosean economy, worth a remarkable 1,262 trillion aurums a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is quite specialized and led by the Pizza Delivery industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Cheese Exports, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is 28,671 aurums, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 189,162 per year while the poor average 1,683, a ratio of 112 to 1.

The land is famous throughout the region for its rampant lawlessness, Epic Prose has designated District City as its capital city, Liard has just been declared ruler of Epic Prose in an international press conference, and the only issue that Liard has is that there aren't enough issues (Epic Prose has found 1 easter egg). Crime is pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Epic Prose's national animal is the bovina, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Epic Prose is ranked 258,363^rd in the world and 1^st in Epic Prose for Nicest Citizens, with 5.02 average smiles per day.