The State of Trosril is a gargantuan, orderly nation, notable for its compulsory military service, state-planned economy, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 13.851 billion Trosrilians 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 enormous, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Law & Order, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Capital Heights. The average income tax rate is 66.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The large but underdeveloped Trosrilian economy, worth 413 trillion betales 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 Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Information Technology, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is 29,848 betales, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The nation is ravaged by daily union strikes, it's always rabbit season, military funding has been stripped back, and Trosril has designated Capital Heights as its capital city. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Trosril's national animal is the deer, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Trosril is ranked 58,473^rd in the world and 25^th in 0000 for Lowest Crime Rates, with 72.11 law-abiding acts per hour.