The Loving soup friend of Pluvie is a huge, genial nation, remarkable for its fear of technology, compulsory military service, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The compassionate, devout population of 636 million Pluvieans 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 Administration, Welfare, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Mattar. The average income tax rate is 43.1%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The strong Pluviean economy, worth 40.6 trillion Chovars a year, is quite specialized and led by the Basket Weaving industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Soda Sales, and Gambling. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 63,860 Chovars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Well-off serial killers write monthly checks to avoid jail time, both vegetables and viruses are often smuggled across the border, the government is notorious for leaving citizens with almost nothing from their inheritance, and the request to "give us our daily bread" can only be fulfilled six days out of seven. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Pluvie's national animal is the Elk, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Pluvie is ranked 9,303^rd in the world and 24^th in Karma for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 55.21 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.