The Dominion of Drystar is a gargantuan, genial nation, notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, otherworldly petting zoo, and vat-grown people. The compassionate, democratic population of 39.33 billion Drystarians enjoy extensive civil freedoms, particularly in social issues, while business tends to be more regulated.

The medium-sized, liberal government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Drystar City. The average income tax rate is 67.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Drystarian economy, worth a remarkable 7,213 trillion dockets a year, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 183,397 dockets, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Relations with Dàguó have warmed from frosty to chilly, vast amounts of energy are expended moving water to hilltop lakes, builders across Drystar are blocked up with orders for new public loos, and the well-to-do in the South Pacific are never on time for important appointments. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Drystar's national animal is the red hawk, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Drystar is ranked 4,619^th in the world and 129^th in the South Pacific for Highest Food Quality, scoring 212.82 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.