The Dominion of Drowned God is a gargantuan, orderly nation, renowned for its infamous sell-swords, public floggings, and fear of technology. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 16.498 billion Drowned Godians 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 large, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. The average income tax rate is 58.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Drowned Godian economy, worth a remarkable 1,029 trillion tentacles a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Information Technology, and Retail. Average income is 62,389 tentacles, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Asking 'does my bum look big in this?' leads to 30 hours of self-esteem classes, a crusade against barbaric religious practices has begun, blind dates tend to result in bruised shins, and claiming to have performed the Heimlich Maneuver is a popular defense for assault charges. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Drowned God's national animal is the kraken, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Drowned God is ranked 45,771^st in the world and 1^st in The U R A P for Lowest Crime Rates, with 75.5 law-abiding acts per hour.