The Republic of Rary is a titanic, efficient nation, ruled by Darragh Martin with an even hand, and notable for its aversion to nipples, smutty television, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 15.575 billion Rarians 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 large, corrupt government is primarily concerned with Defense, with Industry, Law & Order, and Administration also on the agenda, while Welfare and Spirituality are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Alesco. The average income tax rate is 97.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Rarian economy, worth a remarkable 5,639 trillion euros a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Furniture Restoration. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 362,097 euros, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Lonely children write fanfiction about absent fathers, the government seizes corporate assets it deems 'scary enough', diplomacy is a foreign concept to Rarians, and nerdy teenagers have to prove that they're made of the same stuff as their grandparents. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Rary's national animal is the Turtle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways, and its national religion is Atheism.

Rary is ranked 6,002^nd in the world and 147^th in Europe for Most Developed, scoring 93.58 on the Human Development Index.