The Republic of Unimation is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its compulsory military service, vat-grown people, and infamous sell-swords. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 1.398 billion Unimationians 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 medium-sized, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 37.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The strong Unimationian economy, worth 100 trillion pesos a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Trout Farming, and Tourism. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 71,873 pesos, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

A good deed is rewarded with a thank you note attached to a deportation order, the Holy Office of the Inquisition is the highest court in the land, Leader will only ring up foreign leaders if they agree to reverse the charges, and the population's jaw muscles put sharks to shame. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Unimation's national animal is the robot.

Unimation is ranked 59,944^th in the world and 7^th in Colonia Apollonis for Lowest Crime Rates, with 74 law-abiding acts per hour.