The PS2 Puppet of Pterodoria is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Someone with an even hand, and remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, infamous sell-swords, and complete lack of public education. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 14.814 billion Pterodorians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pterodoria City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Pterodorian economy, worth a remarkable 8,810 trillion Pteralurias a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Soda Sales, and Information Technology. Average income is a breathtaking 594,747 Pteralurias, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 5,570,790 per year while the poor average 5,349, a ratio of 1,041 to 1.

Fast-food chefs regularly win Health Innovation Awards for spitting on burgers, it is a common belief that a sport isn't sport if there are no decapitations, the weather in Pterodoria City is always 'pigeons with a chance of droppings', and people who stay late at the office often come home to find their own funeral being planned. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Pterodoria's national animal is the Pterodactyl, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Business.

Pterodoria is ranked 9^th in the world and 1^st in the South Pacific for Most Politically Apathetic Citizens, with 147.68 Whatever.