The Republic of Vria is a colossal, safe nation, remarkable for its smutty television, keen interest in outer space, and pith helmet sales. The cynical population of 4.322 billion Vrians 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 juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 55.1%.

The powerhouse Vrian economy, worth 379 trillion Ducats a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Cheese Exports, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 87,747 Ducats, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

An epidemic of unpopped kernels causes movie goers to gnash their teeth, a major religion has been named as Vria's national religion, Leader has just been declared ruler of Vria in an international press conference, and the nation's mettle is about to be tested. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Vria's national animal is the Lynx, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Vria is ranked 10,310^th in the world and 4^th in Valerian Reach for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring 6,605.31 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.