One Slip Too Late

2023-11-11T11:42:22Z

Pinkmoont4: bpm, was not able to test logan and hailey's section, might not be entirely correct

{{Level2
|song = One Slip Too Late
|image=File:OneSlipTooLate.png
|prequote=That game felt like any other game...
|levelno=5-1N
|bpm=87.5
|patients=[[Maximo "Lucky" Jonronero]]
|preclear=Patient began reflecting on his initial injury and his rushed heartbeat worsened. Treat carefully.
|postclear=Treatment successful. Allowing patient to vent about the incident may be cathartic and effective.
|postquote="...maybe they're right, I should've stayed in my lane..."
|sdesc=remembered as an all-time hall-of-famer
|amiss=7
|adesc=remembered as a legend
|bmiss=14
|bdesc=remembered as the MVP
|cmiss=21
|cdesc=remembered as...an average guy
|dmiss=28
|ddesc=remembered as a cocky hot-shot
|fdesc=long forgotten
|act=Act 5
|levelprevno=4-4N
|levelprev=Murmurs
|levelnextno=5-2N
|levelnext=Unsustainable Inconsolable
|counterpartno=5-1
|counterpart=Lucky Break
}}
'''One Slip Too Late''' (5-1N) is a level in Rhythm Doctor. It is the Night Shift version of [[Lucky Break]].

The track was created by

== Synopsis ==

== Transcript ==
<tabber>
|-|After Clear=
{|
|[Lucky]
|I started my career as a pitcher. I was damn good at it.
|-
|[Lucky]
|But in my heart...I knew I didn't want to be put into a box like that.
|-
|[Lucky]
|I knew I had what it took to be a homerun hitter.
|-
|[Lucky]
|Coach said no. I pushed back, trained hard, and proved him wrong.
|-
|[Lucky]
|Once he gave me a chance at bat...I became a star. Until I finally pushed my body past its breaking point.
|-
|[Lucky]
|I insisted on pitching the full game. At bat, I was driving in runs.
|-
|[Lucky]
|Coach thinks I'm a show-off, and wanted me off the field. But at the bottom of the ninth, I knew we'd lose if we weren't perfect.
|-
|[Lucky]
|My body was screaming at me to stop, but I pushed on. Just needed one homerun to end it.
|-
|[Lucky]
|I nailed it. But a second later, I felt agonizing pain.
|-
|[Lucky]
|I kept a smile on, for the crowd, long enough to round the bases. After that, I don't remember a thing.
|-
|[Lucky]
|Anyway, sorry for rambling. Thanks for, uh...being such a good listener.
|-
|{{Sprite/Samurai}}
|...
|-
|{{Sprite/Samurai|expr=sparkle}}
|Anytime.
|}
|-|Janitor=
{|
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|I was watching that game. The one where Lucky got hurt.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|It was awful. Thankfully, they cut to commercial, so the camera didn't hang on him too long.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|Back in the day, Lucky stuck to pitching. But he was one of those rare ones...a player who's a star on the mound AND at the plate.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|He started hitting homers and took the Scales out of their rut.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|Sadly...his shoulder gave out. I hear that's what happens after all the wear-and-tear of pitching.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|I wish I could say something to cheer him up, but it doesn't look like he wants an old fan's pity.
|}
</tabber>

== Lyrics ==
<poem style="background-color: #faf7ed; padding: 1em;">
Won the game, made my name, fifteen minutes worth of fame
Then it came, all the pain. Is it over? What a shame
Too tough, too rough on my rotator cuff
Low weights, rehab, I've had enough
Take me back to my dreams
Before the sun set on me
When the crowd went wild
Now when they call my name
All my pride has turned to shame
''They can't see me in this state''
One slip, too late, three strikes, for me
I've always been the one you could count on
So who will take my place
Now I'm gone

[Interlude]
Logan: Do you know? Did you hear?
L: His play was play of the year!
Hailey: Was that him? On the news?
L: Video had a million views
L: They call him a show off
H: But they're not wearing his gloves
L: My hero would never
L + H: hesitate to take his shot

Close my eyes, count to ten,
Could you take me back to then...
Take me back to my dreams
before the best was in the past
When the crowd went wild
One slip, too late, three strikes, for me
I've always been the one you could count on
So who will know my face
Now I'm gone
</poem>

== History ==
*

== Trivia ==
*

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Lo-fi Beats For Patients To Chill To

2023-11-11T11:41:19Z

Pinkmoont4:

{{Level2
|song = Lo-fi Beats for Patients To Chill To
|image=File:LofiBeatsForPatientsToChillTo.png
|prequote="Ugh. Feels like I can't do anything with this arm anymore."
|levelno=5-2
|bpm=70
|patients=[[Maximo "Lucky" Jonronero]]
|preclear=The patient is experiencing harsh muscle pain. We should administer a pain reliever right away.
|postclear=Patient's pain successfully subsided. Then the patient ran around and... ruined it.
|postquote="Aghh, we were so close! Thought we fixed it."
|sdesc=frozen solid
|amiss=7
|adesc=cold as ice
|bmiss=13
|bdesc=freezer burn
|cmiss=20
|cdesc=chilly
|dmiss=28
|ddesc=lukewarm
|fdesc=melted
|act=Act 5
|levelprevno=5-1
|levelprev=Lucky Break
|levelnextno=5-3
|levelnext=Seventh-Inning Stretch
|counterpartno=5-2N
|counterpart=Unsustainable Inconsolable
}}
'''Lo-fi Beats for Patients To Chill To''' (5-2) is a level in Rhythm Doctor. The Night Shift version is [[Unsustainable Inconsolable]].

It introduces [[Freeze beats|Freeze Beats]].

The track was created by [placeholder].

== Synopsis ==

[placeholder

== Transcript ==

<tabber>
|-|Tutorial=
{|
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|Hi! Before we start, Ian wanted to share something.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|Hey, intern. Remember that time you treated that Miner on the train? It got me thinking.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|He was in a lot of pain, but there wasn't much we could do before you finished treatment.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|I decided to work on a way we could use rhythm defibrilation as a pain reliever.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|And...it works!
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige|expr=notepad}}
|Now you'll be able to administer the pain reliever to any patients who are experiencing muscle inflammation, nerve damage, etc.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|It can sort of "freeze" the pain receptors, which should soothe them.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|It has a new cue, so listen closely, I'll show you how it's done.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|That's the cue.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|And that's the hit.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|Again, the cue.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|And hit.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|Got that? Now I'll do it faster.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|As you probably noticed, there's a slight delay when the beat freezes.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|It's only frozen for a short moment, so pay attention and hit it right after it thaws!
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|Now you try!
|-
|
|[placeholder for misses and whatnot]
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian}}
|The delay of the beat can change.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|Listen to the cue rhythm when the patient freezes! It's the exact same length as the beat's delay.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|It'll make more sense when you hear it.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|Good luck!
|-
|
|[placeholder for misses and whatnot]
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|I call them freeze beats. While we're working on Lucky's heart, we can use this to ease the muscle-
|-
|[Lucky]
|Oh that's perfect! I shoulda thought of that!
|-
|[Lucky]
|Whenever I have a nasty sprain, I've always just put some ice on it.
|-
|[Lucky]
|There's nothin' that a little hot-and-cold treatment can't fix.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|Wait. You need to understand. A pain reliever is only a temporary relief-
|-
|[Lucky]
|Alright, let's hustle! Ice me up, doc. I'm gonna go practice hitting a few.
|}
|-|Dialogue=
''[Level start]''
{|
|[Lucky]
|Finally, some fresh air!
|}
''[after some time]''
{|
|[Lucky]
|Hey, it's really working! My shoulder, my elbow...it doesn't hurt!
|}
''[interlude]''
{|
|[Lucky]
|Phew...just gotta catch my breath...
|-
|[Lucky]
|If I can get back in shape...that'll show Coach that I'm the real deal...
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige|expr=baffled}}
|Hey, where's Lucky?
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|He ran outside! The freeze beats numbed his shoulder pain.
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=explaining}}
|The exhaustion is about to start setting in...
|-
|{{Sprite/Ian|expr=tired}}
|I hope the intern is good at counting in fives...
|}
|-|After Clear=
{|
|[Lucky]
|Hey. What's that stuff you blasted me with? I feel WORSE than before, somehow.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|I'm so sorry, sir. You must've over exerted yourself.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|The freeze beats dulled your pain, so your body thought it was safe to be active again.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|And like all pain relievers...they wore off.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|I know it's hard, but we need to take it slow.
|-
|[Lucky]
|Slow? Slow???
|-
|[Lucky]
|THIS IS ALREADY TAKING FOREVER!
|-
|[Lucky]
|I don't have time for this.
|-
|[Lucky]
|Have you checked your phone lately? MadDogMike, Sports of the Roundtable...I'm getting roasted.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|(um, what is a mad dog mike)
|-
|[Lucky]
|These people with their talk-shows and podcasts...they're vultures. They'll say anything to paint me as some sorta cocky idiot.
|-
|[Lucky]
|And my coach is stupid too, he'll actually listen to these armchair experts and the no-life trolls and do what they say.
|-
|[Lucky]
|Last week, everyone had to admit that I was a pillar of the team, an MVP, but now...
|-
|[Lucky}
|...as soon as I'm out of the game, I'm some dusty old nobody.
|-
|[Lucky}
|Tch. Whatever. You wouldn't get it.
|-
|[Lucky}
|Shiny little med school goody-two-shoes. Bet you're a smart little rich kid and everyone loves you.
|-
|[Lucky}
|They respect you. They listen to you.
|-
|[Lucky}
|Can you imagine how it'd feel? You have one bad day on the field and then the world just chews you up and spits you out.
|-
|[Lucky}
|Useless. Outdated. After everything you did for them.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|I...well...
|-
|[Lucky}
|Nevermind. Just leave me alone.
|-
|[Lucky}
|I'll do what you said. Go to another hospital. Maybe they'll see it my way.
|-
|{{Sprite/Edega}}
|That won't be necessary.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige|expr=baffled}}
|Oh! Dr Edega?
|-
|{{Sprite/Edega}}
|Mr Jonronero, I understand your frustration. I completely agree.
|-
|{{Sprite/Edega}}
|Rotator cuff surgery is a lengthy process. It's not at all appropriate to fit your busy schedule. Dr Paige must have mispoke.
|-
|[Edega]
|You're welcome to try another hospital, but if speed is your priority, I highly recommend staying at Middlesea.
|-
|{{Sprite/Edega}}
|This is the only facility with access to truly modern technology.
|-
|[Lucky}
|What? You've got some kind of secret weapon?
|-
|{{Sprite/Edega}}
|I understand you were dissatisfied with our intern's use of the pain reliever, but you misunderstood.
|-
|{{Sprite/Edega}}
|The freeze beats are only a prototype.
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige|expr=baffled}}
|...?
|-
|{{Sprite/Edega}}
|I'll have Ian get started immediately on developing the new rhythm treatment. One that can mend damaged muscles and nerves permanently.
|-
|{{Sprite/Edega}}
|I'll leave you to your decision. If you feel that months of physical therapy is more your speed, you're welcome to try that instead.
|-
|[Lucky}
|...
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige|expr=baffled}}
|(What was that? New rhythm treatment?)
|-
|{{Sprite/Paige}}
|Um...intern, can you keep watch? I need to go check on something with Ian.
|}
|-|Janitor=
{|
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|Watch your step. We've got a soda spill.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|Dr Paige just ran past here chugging cans of this stuff.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|That's the telltale sign that she's stressed out of her mind, y'see.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|I overheard her talking with the computer whiz.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|I don't get what they were talking about, mind you. "First-wave prototype" this and "medical communication disaster" that.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|Sounded like pretty bad stuff.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|Hopefully they'll find a fix for the problem. As for me...well, I'll just focus on the soda spill.
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|Hm. Now I'm realizing that you don't have legs, do you?
|-
|{{Sprite/Janitor}}
|Whatever. I guess don't worry about the spill, then.
|}
</tabber>

== History ==
*

== Trivia ==
* This level's title is a reference to [[Lo-fi Hip-Hop Beats To Treat Patients To]]. It is also makes a pun with the word "chill." It refers to people relaxing while listening to lo-fi music and also refers to the cold pain relief of [[Freeze beats|freeze beats]], which are beats that help "chill" the patient.
::* The level also makes a musical reference to 2-1, using a leitmotif from said level.

== References ==
<references />

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Rhythm Doctor Wiki - User contributions [en-ca]

One Slip Too Late

Lo-fi Beats For Patients To Chill To