Reading Material (Rhythm Heaven Fever)

Rhythm Heaven Fever, like Rhythm Heaven, has several written articles given for achieving perfects. However, unlike Rhythm Heaven, these articles differ slightly between the US and UK versions of the game.

Welcome!

[US] Thanks for buying Rhythm Heaven Fever! We've created a bunch of fun rhythm games for you. Everyone has rhythm-- even those who don't think they do! We hope you'll enjoy finding your own rhythm. So have fun and enjoy all the game has to offer.

[UK, Article is named 'Greetings'] Thank you for buying Beat the Beat: Rhythm Paradise! We created a range of fun rhythm gaves just for you! Everybody has a sense of rhythm, even if they are not aware of it. We hope you get to feel the joy of finding your rhythm through these games. So have fun and enjoy all the beat has to offer.

Golf Lessons

[US] 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.

Monkey: "Hi, you can call me Monkey. I'm going to show you some tricks to improve your score."

Mandrill: "Hellooo! I'm a mandrill. I help Monkey out sometimes."

I thought about asking for their qualifications, but before I knew it, I was showing them my swing.

Monkey: "Great form! You just need to work on your timing."

Mandrill: "and REAL golfers can hit a ball no matter what. Even if it's moving. Fast."

Monkey: "See that whale that kinda looks like an island out there? When I give you the cue, swing toward that."

Mandrill: "And remember that it's not about power. Listen for Monkey's cue, and time your swing on that."

Monkey: "Oo kiiii. ♪"

Golf ball: *clunk*

Mandrill: "Not bad. But anyone can get one lucky shot. You're gonna have to practice, and practice hard!"

And that was the day my REAL golf education began...

[UK, Article is named 'How to Get a Hole in One'] No matter how much I practised, I struggled to improve my gold score and couldn't even dream of getting a hole in one. I heard about  a pair of professionals through a friend that coud guarantee results fast. I went to the place I had arranged to meet my new caddies to find a curious duo.

"Ook! I'm Monkey and I'm here to teach you how to improve your score."

"and Mandrill show you how to get strong!"

It was unusual to say the least but I showed them a couple of my practice swings.

"Nice form! You just need to work on your timing," said the monkey.

"Golfer think only hitting stopped ball is good training?" asked the large mandrill, "Mandrill teach better technique!"

"Focus on what whale by the island over there," instructed the monkey, "follow my signal and concentrate on your timing."

"Power nothing without timing. Monkey say, golfer do!" the mandrill explained.

I tried to take note of their informative if unconventional golfing instruction.

"Ooky!" "Whoosh!" "Plop!"

"Mandrill think that was lucky hit. Lucky golfer can not do every time. Less luck, more practice!"

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

Industrial Espionage

[US] 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."

Spy: "Of course. The factory has begun production on a top-secret, extremely advanced new deisign. I've confirmed at least two different models, the larger one approximately 200 feet tall and weighing about 60,000 tons. The final phase of assembly is when they screw the head to the body. This is tricky, and if it's done wrong, the robot has to be scrapped. The workers on that part of the line are pretty tense, obviously, so they've been playing some soothing music to help with the work. When each robot is completed, it says a code phrase and the heart symbol on its chest glows with appreciation."

Leader: "I see...so the music is how they've kept production so high. We'll need to stop that somehow if we're going to beat them. All right. Go continue your surveillance. Alert me to any changes."

Spy: "Understood. And if I'm discovered, you'll extract me from the enemy factory full of 200-foot robots right? ...Right?"

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[UK, Article is named 'Screwbot Secrets'] Somewhere, at a secret hideout...

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

"Yes, boss. The factory has a top secret robot development programme in operation. The design for two different robots are already being put into production. The robots are 40 metres tall and weigh approximately 30,000 tonnes. The production line terminates in a large arm which screws down the robots' heads fast and tight. This operation is extremely precise and the robots become inoperable if it is not completed correctly. The operators require nerves of steel in order to prevent a massive robot scrap pile. I noticed that the factory constantly plays the same Arabian-style music. Operating the machines in time to the music appears to make the job easier than it seems at first glance. Upon completion, the robots signal that they are operational using code words and a heart-shaped glow comes from their chests. The sight of the successfully completed robots seems to encourage the machine operatiors to maintain their work quality."

"I see...So, the key to their success is in the music. We must understand it if we are to have any chance of beating them. We must analyse the data further and develop a counter plan against that factory. You must go back to the factory and find out the secret to that rhythm."

"As you wish, boss."

Partners

[US] See: "Hey, Saw."

Saw: "What's up, See?"

See: "How many years have we been working together?"

Saw: "Let's see...It was two years before I got married, so that's...10 years."

See: "That long already! Time really does fly."

Saw: "Just think: 10 years of 'een-oon, ba-bom.'"

See: "Woooow...I'm amazed that I'm still not sick of it."

Saw: "Seems like I've been falling on my rump more and more lately...Sorry about that, See."

See: "Hey, I've been the one falling onto my head for those handstand jumps. I'm the one who should apologize, Saw."

Saw: "No, no. I fall on my bum WAY more. I'm sorry."

See: "But my head smashes are way creepy, so I'M sorry."

Saw: "So hey, how is your neck, anyway?"

See: "It's OK. How about you, Saw? Your bum's not sore or anything?"

Saw: "Nah. Thanks, though."

See: "Say, the kids'll be showing up to play at the park pretty soon."

Saw: "We better get to work, then, keeping them off this unsafe seesaw. Heh."

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[UK, article is named 'See-Saw Inspectors'] "So, Mr Saw..."

"What's up, Mr See?"

"How long have we been partners?"

"Well, let's see...we met two years before you got married, so it must be 10 years."

"Can it really be that long?! Time flies when you're having fun."

"Yeah, and to think we've been saying the same things every day for 10 years..."

"Every day for 10 years...Will we ever get bored?"

"Dunno. I'm sorry for all the times you ended up on your behind."

"And I'm sorry for all the times you landed on your face!"

"I think I caused you more falls than you caused me."

"It's no problem, my head is less delicate that your behind."

"Really? Are you sure you didn't get whiplash?"

"I'm fine. Are you sure it doesn't hurt when you sit down?"

"There hasn't been a see-saw that has beaten my bottom yet"

"I'm glad I found a see-saw inspector as good as you."

"Before we have an awkward silence, we've got to finsih testing these see-saws before all the kids show up!"

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