The Republic of Blackmarche is a colossal, orderly nation, remarkable for its museums and concert halls, deadly medical pandemics, and vat-grown people. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 6.462 billion Blackmarcheans are ruled with an iron fist by the corrupt, dictatorship government, which oppresses anyone who isn't on the board of a Fortune 500 company. Large corporations tend to be above the law, and use their financial clout to gain ever-increasing government benefits at the expense of the poor and unemployed.

The tiny, corrupt, moralistic, pro-business, well-organized government prioritizes Industry, with Defense, Administration, and Education also on the agenda, while Environment and Welfare aren't funded at all. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 1.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Blackmarchean economy, worth a remarkable 2,941 trillion currencies a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, and Soda Sales. Average income is an amazing 455,209 currencies, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 4,125,444 per year while the poor average 5,902, a ratio of 698 to 1.

Bombs are permitted on planes for the 'security of the passengers', inheritance tax has recently been abolished, seven-year-olds debate for weeks on the merits of the Oxford comma, and the environment is gorgeous so long as you're looking up. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Blackmarche's national animal is the animal, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Blackmarche is ranked 291,575^th in the world and 57^th in Vickenian experiment incubator for Most Primitive, scoring -882.75 on the Scary Big Number Scale.