The Federation of Repustrion is a huge, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, public floggings, and rampant corporate plagiarism. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 531 million Repustrionians 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, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Snakeven. The average income tax rate is 74.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The thriving Repustrionian economy, worth 58.8 trillion Nyaganese a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Trout Farming, Retail, and Information Technology. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 110,784 Nyaganese, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The mood of raunchy movies is often ruined by the sound of babies crying, the tribal zone has been opened to up to 'economic interest' groups, the new Snakes Supremacy Party is faring well in the polls, and the Snakeses of Repustrion are surprisingly well-adjusted. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Repustrion's national animal is the Snakes, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Repustrion is ranked 305,701^st in the world and 26^th in Paladin Astralblitz for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring -11.69 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.