The Republic of Steelkill is a massive, pleasant nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape and state-planned economy. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 1.51 billion Steelkillians 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 minute government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Healthcare, with Administration also on the agenda, while International Aid and Industry aren't funded at all. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 6.5%.

The strong Steelkillian economy, worth 35.0 trillion pounds a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 23,173 pounds, with the richest citizens earning 7.5 times as much as the poorest.

Anyone who sneezes at border crossings is turned away, the letters L, G, and B must never be grouped together, Leader's family members carry literal get-out-of-jail-free cards, and a major religion has been named as Steelkill's national religion. Crime is a serious problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Steelkill's national animal is the squirrel, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Steelkill is ranked 227,112^th in the world and 320^th in Common Jaguar Wilds for Most Advanced Public Transport, scoring zero on the Societal Mobility Rating.