The Nomadic Peoples of Stormroamers is a huge, orderly nation, renowned for its compulsory military service and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 802 million Nomads 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Grand Arsenal. The average income tax rate is 44.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but underdeveloped Stormroamersian economy, worth 26.3 trillion Bottlecaps a year, is led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Pizza Delivery, and Arms Manufacturing. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 32,847 Bottlecaps, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Ship captains always order a return to port at the slightest sign of rain, every product goes through extensive safety-testing by the government, the credibility of anti-government demagogues is undermined by government claims that they smell like poo, and an online tea-bagging epidemic is getting worse and (meta)worse. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Stormroamers's national animal is the Grease Monkey, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Stormroamers is ranked 293,470^th in the world and 21^st in Fallout Genesis for Smartest Citizens, with 11.28 quips per hour.