Un 3 de agosto de 1999 nació Spectrum Zone, antecesora de Computer Emuzone [CEZ]. Así que ya hemos celebrado las bodas de plata
, y no está de más decirlo, aunque no hayamos podido preparar nada especial. Aquí seguiremos lo que aguantemos. ¡Gracias por todo!

Título: La Pulga
AKA: Bugaboo (The Flea)
AKA: Booga-Boo (The Flea)
Género: Arcade
Tipo: Laberinto
Distribución: Comercial
Saga: La Pulga
Precio: 2050/2495/4000 Pts
Price: £6.95
Revistas disponibles
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| 9 | 8 |
| 10 | 32 |
Efecto especial Spectrum: Paco Portalo
Gráficos Amstrad: Juanjo Redondo
Versión C64: Pedro L. Ruiz López
Dibujos C64: Ángel Domínguez
Música C64: Félix Arribas
Versión MSX: Steve & Ann Haigh
manualBUGABOO
We love you
Down through the inky spaces between worlds we fell, the ether whistling past.
Down, down into the blue, blue world below we fell landing easily on a shelf of rock. Alien vegetation pointed colourfully upwards towards the stars from whence we came.
SPROING!
An alien world a million light years from home, and what strange life will we find here? We sit and look out over the suns as they set in clouds of boiling vapours, the moons slowly gain dominance in the night sky.
SPROING! SPROING!
The planet surface is cold now, we are going to retire for the night, tomorrow we will explore. Strange, we all feel as though we are being watched. Silly really, new planets can do that to a person.
SPROING! SPROING! SPROING!
'Now out jump I, BUGABOO, now gone they have; out BUGABOO.'
'From depths darkest, goes Hippity Hop I.
Up to the sky.
Almost I fly. Now what think YOU.
Of BUGABOO?
Caves and ledges, Caves and ledges: upto hop I, though I no fly.
I am me.
BUGABOO and FLEAII (Yo see).
BUGABOO we love you. BUGABOO love people too.'
'Save from the monster me, else I be a very sad flea.'
SPROING! SPROING! SPROING! SPROING!
We love you
Down through the inky spaces between worlds we fell, the ether whistling past.
Down, down into the blue, blue world below we fell landing easily on a shelf of rock. Alien vegetation pointed colourfully upwards towards the stars from whence we came.
SPROING!
An alien world a million light years from home, and what strange life will we find here? We sit and look out over the suns as they set in clouds of boiling vapours, the moons slowly gain dominance in the night sky.
SPROING! SPROING!
The planet surface is cold now, we are going to retire for the night, tomorrow we will explore. Strange, we all feel as though we are being watched. Silly really, new planets can do that to a person.
SPROING! SPROING! SPROING!
'Now out jump I, BUGABOO, now gone they have; out BUGABOO.'
'From depths darkest, goes Hippity Hop I.
Up to the sky.
Almost I fly. Now what think YOU.
Of BUGABOO?
Caves and ledges, Caves and ledges: upto hop I, though I no fly.
I am me.
BUGABOO and FLEAII (Yo see).
BUGABOO we love you. BUGABOO love people too.'
'Save from the monster me, else I be a very sad flea.'
SPROING! SPROING! SPROING! SPROING!
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