The Dominion of Prosson is a massive, safe nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory vegetarianism, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, democratic population of 1.414 billion Prossonians enjoy great social freedoms and frequent elections, where the majority of the populace regularly votes to increase its benefits at the expense of various hapless minorities.

The relatively small, outspoken government prioritizes Education, although Defense, Welfare, and Law & Order are also considered important, while Spirituality and International Aid are ignored. The average income tax rate is 15.9%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Prossonian economy, worth 62.0 trillion marks a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Furniture Restoration, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 43,865 marks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Machine-peeled candied grapes come in individual packaging for the busy commuter, rural children are told reading's important (for other people), young girls aren't having a ball but they are enjoying themselves, and accusations of corruption stick when the accused are long-gone. Crime is totally unknown. Prosson's national animal is the panther, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Prosson is ranked 253,988^th in the world and 419^th in Starlight for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring 840.49 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.