The Federation of Old Atlantica is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Alpacapatrol with an even hand, and notable for its unlimited-speed roads, digital currency, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, cheerful population of 19.772 billion Atlanticans are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The medium-sized, corrupt, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Alpacaville. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Atlantican economy, worth an astonishing 12,900 trillion Rainsticks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched black market in Information Technology, Tourism, and Book Publishing. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is a breathtaking 652,483 Rainsticks, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Adults pretending to be teenage girls claim to have wholesome motives, penny whistles have been rebranded 'tin hornpipes', foreign policy is to avoid standing up to bullies, and diplomatic missions typically end with a flurry of childish insults, accusations and phlegm. Crime is totally unknown. Old Atlantica's national animal is the Alpaca, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Lokorism.

Old Atlantica is ranked 290,174^th in the world and 855^th in 10000 Islands for Safest, scoring 3.43 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.