The Radioactive Rayquaza of Rowville is a huge, cultured nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, flagrant waste-dumping, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed population of 587 million Rowans 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 government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Law & Order, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Rowtopia. The average income tax rate is 38.4%.

The thriving Rowan economy, worth 45.7 trillion rows a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Cheese Exports. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 77,844 rows, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.0 times as much as the poorest.

Elected officials often serve for decades in a single term, the weather in Rowtopia is always 'pigeons with a chance of droppings', the dessert 'Death by Chocolate' isn't the most lethal dish on the menu, and bemused schoolkids colour in their favourite quadratic equations with crayons. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Rowville's national animal is the Golden Canadian Goose, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Rowville is ranked 197,327^th in the world and 5,158^th in Lazarus for Fattest Citizens, with 9.63 Obesity Rate.