The Republic of Piccolo is a mammoth, safe nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, avant-garde cinema, and digital currency. The hard-nosed population of 8.063 billion Piccoloans have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 33.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Piccoloan economy, worth 337 trillion guilders a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Beef-Based Agriculture industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Gambling. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 41,871 guilders, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.6 times as much as the poorest.

Public projects are synonymous with yawn-inducing conformity, seven-year-olds debate for weeks on the merits of the Oxford comma, engine room hooch is the drink of choice among the nation's navy, and childhood friends of Leader are living it large abroad at the taxpayers' expense. Crime is almost non-existent, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Piccolo's national animal is the fox, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Piccolo is ranked 119,588^th in the world and 1^st in eclipsis for Most Advanced Defense Forces, scoring 1,995.13 on the Total War Preparedness Rating.