The Federation of Industrivovka is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by the Omnissiah with an even hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, frequent executions, and vat-grown people. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 21.139 billion Industrivovkans are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Citadel. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Industrivovkan economy, worth a remarkable 4,542 trillion credits a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Retail, Information Technology, and Soda Sales. Average income is an amazing 214,881 credits, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,977,019 per year while the poor average 2,392, a ratio of 826 to 1.

The government response to disaster victims starving for bread is "let them eat stale cake", giant no-kill traps baited with Bapst Red Ribbon and vintage bicycles have been popping up in back alleys nationwide, amusement park rides frequently collapse due to lack of maintenance, and baby boys who pick up pink crayons are sent to a psychiatric ward. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Industrivovka's national animal is the Gilder Beetle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Industrivovka is ranked 1,541^st in the world and 2^nd in Union of Free Nations for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 9,034.07 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.