The Old Republic of Acquan is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Eric Wilson with an even hand, and notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory military service, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless, devout population of 38.848 billion Acquanians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The minute government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Law & Order, with Education and Defense also on the agenda, while Social Policy and Environment aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Cielo City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 1.7%.

The powerhouse Acquanian economy, worth a remarkable 5,351 trillion Platas a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is an impressive 137,758 Platas, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 807,006 per year while the poor average 11,011, a ratio of 73.3 to 1.

Citizens are exhausted from weekly general elections, no-one can foil the ambitions of Big Aluminium, you need two tenors and a coloratura contralto to sing the national anthem properly, and lawyers spend as much time preparing their make-up as they do their briefs. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force. Acquan's national animal is the Polar Bear, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Acquan is ranked 313,793^rd in the world and 2^nd in Desert Islands for Nicest Citizens, with 0.58 average smiles per day.