The Republic of Vross is a very large, orderly nation, notable for its pith helmet sales, avant-garde cinema, and compulsory military service. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 297 million Vrossians 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 enormous, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ak Vrossia. The average income tax rate is 71.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Vrossian economy, worth 19.5 trillion Doubloons a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Trout Farming, Information Technology, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 65,761 Doubloons, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Asylum seekers have voted Vross as best layover destination, blind students are at a disadvantage now that test papers printed in braille have been discontinued, carrots are orange, apples are red and food waste is increasing, and manual labourers must be willing to have cybernetic limbs to get a job. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Vross's national animal is the Cat.

Vross is ranked 60,418^th in the world and 27^th in Aeternas for Highest Poor Incomes, with 48,748.41 Standard Monetary Units.