Come, visit my nation state

Go ahead, pay a visit to The Republic of Breaphene, where the national currency is the vibe, the national animal is the ring-tailed lemur, and I am the ruler of all. Oh, and I stole Martinique's flag. Here's my dossier:


The Republic of Breaphene is a tiny, pleasant nation, renowned for its compulsory military service. Its compassionate, hard-working, intelligent population of 5 million have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Social Welfare, Education, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 18%. A substantial private sector is led by the Basket Weaving industry, followed by Soda Sales and Arms Manufacturing.

Crime is moderate, and the police force struggles against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Breaphene's national animal is the ring-tailed lemur and its currency is the vibe.

I just signed up now, but it seems like fun. You get to join the UN, and I just passed a law to make voting mandatory. I can't wait to see what happens. If you feel moved to create your own nation, please let me know what it is so that we may engage in trade.