Reading Material (Rhythm Heaven Fever): Difference between revisions

<blockquote>I was practicing all the time, but my golf game just wasn't improving. A friend recommended that I see a golf coach he knew, and I figured it couldn't hurt. I went to our meeting place, expecting a middle-aged guy in ugly pants. That...wasn't what I got.

<blockquote>No matter how much I practised, I struggled to improve my golf score and couldn't even dream of getting a hole in one. I heard about  a pair of professionals through a friend that could guarantee results fast. I went to the place I had arranged to meet my new caddies to find a curious duo.

From that day, I got better and better at getting a hole in one.

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<blockquote>At a secret hideout in an undisclosed location under a heavy veil of mystery and darkness...

Leader: "All right, tell me what you've discovered in your surveillance."

<blockquote>Somewhere, at a secret hideout...

"Ok, minion! Tell me what your spying revealed."

"As you wish, boss."

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<blockquote>"So, Mr Saw..."

"Now you're talking! I'll never get tired of this job!"

<blockquote>I've always wanted to learn the guitar but never had the nerve to try. When I finally did get up the courage, I found that SHE worked at the local music shop. She told me I had nothing to be afraid of, that playing guitar was simple. Easy for her to say-- everyone knows her band is big in Japan. I didn't have enough money to buy one that day, but she let me try out a guitar and showed me some chords. I came back a lot over the next six months while I saved up my allowance. Now I've bought my guitar, I've started a band, and I'm practicing a lot. I even wrote a song for her. Only problem is I can't bring myself to play it for her. So instead, I'll invite her to our first live show. After school, we sat on a bench together while I tried to work up the courage to give her the ticket I got her. My throat was parched, and my mind was racing. For some reason, some weasels were looking at us... And then a strange thing happened. A soccer ball came at us, and I reflexively gave it a good kick. It felt great! It calmed me down too. Even the weasels seemed happy. So I started kicking away my feelings...</blockquote>

[UK]

Obtained by getting a perfect in [[Board Meeting]].

[US]

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<nowiki>*</nowiki>cough* (Excuse me.) First of all, let me welcome and congratulate all of our... *ah-CHOO* new employees. Next, I need to tell you the most important thing you can know about working at our company: Wherever you are, whatever you do here, from the assembly line to Accounts Payable, remember to mind the flow. For proof, consider our executives seated there. They all came from humble origins but rose to the top because they embrace flow. If you want to climb the ladder here, you've gotta develop your flow! All right, everyone. Stand up and repeat after me: One! Start the spin smoothly and flow to a halt. Two! At lunchtime, season freely with flowing pepper and salt. *Ahhh-CHOOOOO!* (Excuse me.)

<blockquote>Are you always late? Do you struggle to know what time it is? Are your wrists drab and boring?

Probably...

<blockquote>On the work floor...

<blockquote>On the work floor...

"I worked so hard today, I won't be able to rise in the morning."

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Slogan for April

Production line, keep in time: Remember to take it <span style="color:red;">easy</span>.

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April's Motto

The production line has a clear rhythm, just do your <span style="color:red;">best</span> and don't give in!

<blockquote>High above the Rhythm Islands...

The two planes bank across each other's paths, making surprisingly doughnut-shaped vapor trails as they fly off for a well-deserved snack.

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<blockquote>High above the Rhythm Islands, a blue and red plane could be seen flying in tight formation.

The two planes banked across each other's paths forming a perfect doughnut-shaped vapour trail in the sky as they headed off for a well-deserved snack.

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Son: "OK...How about this Figure Fighter 2 muscle doll?"

Mother: "I'm not buying that for you! You'll just end up breaking something that expensive!"

Son: "*sigh*"

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"OK, mum...How about this Figure Fighter 2 figure?"

"I'm not buying that for you! You will only end up breaking something that expensive!"

"Sigh..."

Location: Rhythm Arena

Reporter: "Thanks for talking with us today, champ! How does it feel to defend your title?"

Wrestler X: "Eh."

Reporter: "What was the turning point in the match, do you think?"

Wrestler X: "Eh."

Reporter: "Um...I'm sure your next challenger will be a formidable opponent. What strategy will you use?"

Wrestler X: "Eh."

Reporter: "Ahem...Let's try a question from one of your fans. What's your sign?"

Wrestler X: "Eh."

Reporter: "Whoa, you go, big guy!"

Wrestler X: *strikes a pose*

Reporter: Aaaaand that's all from us! Be sure to join us ringside for another exclusive interview!

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"Nobody beats the champ!"

Location: Rhythm Arena

"That's all from us. Be sure to join us ringside for another world exclusive interview!"

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Day 1:

It's been five years since I announced my new method for bacterial research in "Microbe Today." My students and I have been working day and night to catalog our newest data. Then today I received a vial from the mysterious Rhythm League, and its contents astounded me! The microbes in the vial moved in sync with each other. And not just one or two, but countless microbes all moving in time! I am sure they represent an important discovery. We must keep studying them.

Astonishing! As soon as I put the music on, the microbes brightened, moving in time and colorful again! I'm not sure how, but the microbes feed on the music in a process I shall call "rhythmesis". The music's effect is undeniable. The microbes have resumed their tiny, dancing march. Where could they be headed? We still have so much to learn about them... We have already gained from our research though. I find myself walking with a spring in my step now!

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[UK, article is named 'Diary of Micro-Discoveries']

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Entry 1:

It has been five years since I first announced my new method for bacterial research. The students and I have worked tirelessly day and night to find new bacteria. Today, I discovered a group of bacteria with a puzzling organised movement. They swam right past my microscope's field of view and I knew instantly that I had found something completely new. The bacteria moved with great coordination. There were not just one or two, but countless bacteria all moving in time. I am sure they represent an important discovery so we must study them further.

The bacteria still appear to lack their initial vitality. The team and I are exhausted from failing to improve their condition. We must do something! Perhaps some music would help liven our mood. I'm sure one of the students left a CD somewhere... As soon as I put the CD on, the bacteria lost their drab appearance. They began to move in time and glowed colourfully again! I'm not sure how, but they feed on the music (I may call the process "Rhythmesis"). However, the music's effect is undeniable. They bacteria have begun moving in a nimble jerking motion. I wonder where they could be headed? I must study them further to understand more about this truly mysterious organism. We still have a lot of learn from them. We should all learn to live with a spring in our step too!

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