The Democratic Republic of Otrea is a huge, orderly nation, renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, frequent executions, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 813 million Otreans 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 large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Kameningrad. The average income tax rate is 79.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Otrean economy, worth 90.3 trillion Otrean Tokens 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 Information Technology, Retail, Uranium Mining, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. 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 impressive 111,015 Otrean Tokens, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Motorists' locations are constantly tracked by intelligence and law enforcement agencies, children's bedrooms are often decorated with posters of successful accountants, popular sunny beaches always have a cloudy outlook, and politicians tend to favor bombastic speeches and kissing babies now that they've been banned from social media. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Otrea's national animal is the Stag, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Otrea is ranked 25,020^th in the world and 1^st in Marxtopia for Most Patriotic, with 48.42 flags saluted per person per day.