The Republic of Urial7 is a colossal, orderly nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, soft-spoken computers, and restrictive gun laws. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.315 billion Urial7ians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 90.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Urial7ian economy, worth a remarkable 2,040 trillion pounds 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Furniture Restoration. 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 278,952 pounds, with the richest citizens earning 6.5 times as much as the poorest.

The overhead luggage compartment is often full, commuters are denied boarding for attempting to bring packed lunches onto trains, elderly prisoners with severe dementia are reminded hourly that they are evil people by helpful nurse-wardens, and politicians are often found scavenging bins at night to supplement their income. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Urial7's national animal is the elephant, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Urial7 is ranked 6,349^th in the world and 312^th in Balder for Lowest Crime Rates, with 110.8 law-abiding acts per hour.