The Republic of Juniople is a very large, cultured nation, renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, free-roaming dinosaurs, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 373 million Juniopolitans enjoy great individual freedoms in everything except elections, which, where they exist at all, are populist shams for a dictatorship government that has no intention of ever giving up power.

The relatively small, corrupt, liberal, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Iounioupoli. The average income tax rate is 24.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Juniopolitan economy, worth 46.9 trillion prinkipikons a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Tourism, and Retail. Average income is an impressive 125,632 prinkipikons, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.2 times as much as the poorest.

Companies are literally blowing their competition out of the water, bread-gangs raid restaurant waste bins to stockpile uneaten rolls, the smell of tobacco is often smelt around legislative buildings across the nation, and the government's suicide hotline now redirects callers to local tax lawyers. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Juniople's national animal is the peacock, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Juniople is ranked 282,897^th in the world and 40^th in Fallen Nations for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -9.43 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.