The Grand Kingdom of Froshar is a mammoth, safe nation, notable for its museums and concert halls, ubiquitous missile silos, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 9.673 billion Frosharians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Froshzia. The average income tax rate is 49.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Frosharian economy, worth a remarkable 1,449 trillion pounds a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 149,840 pounds, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The nation is committed to nuclear rearmament, janitors and interns go on luxury retreats while the desks are cleared by the C-Suite, the tomato-covered corpses that decorate the nation's cities are a favourite amongst morbid tourists, and genetic research is facing major headwinds. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Froshar's national animal is the crocodile, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Scoobyism.

Froshar is ranked 299,802^nd in the world and 3,792^nd in the South Pacific for Nicest Citizens, with 1.06 average smiles per day.