[title]City Lights At Night
[desc]During a routine meeting with your subordinates, while sifting through the pile of citizen and corporation mail of the week, you notice a textual cry of anguish from a fringe environmental group known as A Dark Night Rises. They implore for something to be done about the light pollution plaguing @@NAME@@.
[validity]Not valid for nations without electricity.
[option]"Hmmm. Well, we can do something about this relatively easily," begins your Minister of Energy, @@RANDOMNAME@@, while dimming the room's lights a little. "Just switch the current streetlights to a slightly dimmer alternative, like dark amber LEDs. Wouldn't do much bad, plus it'd save us some energy."
[effect]the streets of @@CAPITAL@@ are 300% more romantic
[option]"Oh come on, chief! You know we can do better than that," interjects @@HIS@@ secretary, @@RANDOMNAME@@, before turning the lights off entirely and opening the curtains. "There're loads of places where people just leave the lights on when nobody's there, like a lamp on the balcony. Just make sure they use things like motion-detecting fixtures and we'll have this light pollution problem gone in no time!"
[effect]all manner of things go bump in the night
[option]"That's not enough," intervenes your Minister of Urban Affairs @@RANDOMNAME@@ as @@HE@@ gets onto a stepladder and turns off the EXIT sign above the entry door. "There is an enormous amount of useless and uselessly bright lighting in @@CAPITAL@@. Why do we need to keep shops' signboards lit up when they're closed, or the outside of building walls for that matter? Just do away with this guff and it'll all be over. Hell, just thinking about the overzealous practices of some of our car dealers makes me shake with rage."
[effect]@@CAPITAL@@ is internationally renowned for its rooftop astronomical observatories
[option_validity]Nation must have Socialism policy.
[option]]"That's not enough," intervenes your Minister of Urban Affairs @@RANDOMNAME@@ as @@HE@@ gets onto a stepladder and turns off the EXIT sign above the entry door. "There is an enormous amount of useless and uselessly bright lighting in @@CAPITAL@@. Why do businesses need to keep their signboards lit up when they're closed? And why do people light up the outside of building walls for that matter? Just ban such practices and it'll all be over. Hell, just thinking about the overzealous practices of some car dealers around here makes me shake with rage."
[effect]@@CAPITAL@@ is internationally renowned for its rooftop astronomical observatories
[option_validity]Nation must have Capitalism policy.
[option]"Why stop there? We can do even more," follows through the Minister of Building and Architectural Regulations @@RANDOMNAME@@ before starting to dismantle the light fixture above your head. "I'm sick and tired of seeing entire office floors brightly lit up while there's only a single person working overtime or worse, my cousin leaving the light on in the bathroom while he's asleep. Pass laws forcing builders to make lighting more modular and fine those who keep the lights on when nobody can even see them. Oh, could you pass me the Dillips #2, please?"
[effect]leaving the light on in an empty room could cost you more than just the electricity bill
[option]"ARE YOU ALL OUT OF YOUR MIND?! THIS IS INSANE," almost literally fumes the @@CAPITAL@@ Chief of Police @@RANDOMNAME@@ while nearly falling off of @@HIS@@ chair in @@HIS@@ rage. "Just yesterday, if that damn back alley near my sister's house had been lit up better, I wouldn't have had to dispatch officers a dozen times! And It's just one alleyway! We need more lights, not less!"
[effect]the Sun is now considered secondary daylight
[option]"You're all taking this too far," says your cousin, having somehow managed to surreptitiously enter the meeting. "All you need to do is ban electric lighting. Poof! All that problematic light gone, just like that." They look over the assembly, a smug smile on their face.
[effect]plazas and runways are lit with bonfires while literal flaming torches have replaced flashlights
