The New San Andreas Republic

"We won't be taxing, bureaucratic hypocrites forever!"

Imagine a nation full of people ruthlessly pursuing food, shelter and territory, at any cost? Where everyone you met was either a dirt-poor farm worker, wanted to be a dirt-poor farm worker, or used to be a dirt-poor farm worker? Where nature's bounty meant you could enjoy nuclear winter all year round? Where the air was so good you could literally see and taste it? Dare to dream, because that nation exists...

In New San Andreas, we have it all. In a world ravaged by the colossal ass-f*cking of nuclear annihilation (thanks, Lawton) you'll be happy to know that America's bulimic capital survived and prospered! Emerging from our Safe-Co brand bunker into the ruins of Sandy Shores, we've grown from a small xenophobic community of tribals to the Wasteland's largest existing nation. That's right, we're giving American democracy one last swing! It worked so well last time!

We're a federal presidential republic made out of five states, all of which have risen from the destroyed ruins of Los Santos County and it's surrounding areas. Democratic elections are held every 4 years, and we can assure you that there are no Old World corruption or bureaucracy to be found here. Yup. None. And even if there were any corruption to be found, let's just say that compared to the s*ithole that the rest of the Wasteland is, we're definitely below average.