The Republic of Vross is a very large, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, frequent executions, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 274 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, 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 72.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Vrossian economy, worth 17.4 trillion Doubloons a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Trout Farming, Tourism, and Information Technology. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 63,402 Doubloons, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The government puts forth the claim that harming young girls is wrong, it's normal to start working life with crippling financial debt, the future is monochrome, and there's nothing more gay than bleeding for your nation. 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, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Vross is ranked 63,605^th in the world and 25^th in Aeternas for Most Extensive Public Healthcare, scoring 2,750.66 on the Theresa-Nightingale Rating.