The Revolutionary Republic of Ikquan is a mammoth, cultured nation, renowned for its deadly medical pandemics, triple-decker prams, and labour-free parental leave. The hard-nosed, cynical, cheerful, devout population of 9.535 billion Ikquanese are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The minute, corrupt government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Industry. Income tax is unheard of.

The all-consuming Ikquanese economy, worth a remarkable 2,108 trillion pearls a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, fairly diversified black market in Retail, Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an amazing 221,114 pearls, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

Many marriages go virtually unconsummated, stranded mountaineers can watch livestreamed footage of their rescues, selfie stick use is a required Scout badge, and power to the people comes from the barrel of a gun. Crime, especially youth-related, is a major problem, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Ikquan's national animal is the shark, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Ikquan is ranked 296,770^th in the world and 148^th in Commonwealth of Sovereign States for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -11.85 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.