The Federation of Piptine is a massive, orderly nation, notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, pith helmet sales, and otherworldly petting zoo. The cynical population of 2.427 billion Piptineans are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, although Administration, Law & Order, and Education are also considered important, while International Aid is ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Amberwood. The average income tax rate is 61.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Piptinean economy, worth 145 trillion Piptin dollars a year, is led by the Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Retail. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 59,824 Piptin dollars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.6 times as much as the poorest.

The navy's new flotilla is gonna be a thrilla, the question "please would you...?" is usually laden with passive aggression, foreign leaders' Twitcher accounts are monitored for potential threats to national security, and those awarding peace prizes to Piptineans find themselves in pieces. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Piptine's national animal is the Brown Wing Eagle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution, and its national religion is fark'ar.

Piptine is ranked 70,153^rd in the world and 12^th in Aesica for Largest Black Market, with 6.16 trillion Standard Monetary Units.