Rainbow Islands: The Story of Bubble Bobble 2 - Ports

Ports

Rainbow Islands has been converted to the following home computer and video game console platforms:

  • Commodore 64, ZX Spectrum and Amstrad CPC (1989, Graftgold/Ocean)
  • Amiga and Atari ST (1990, Graftgold/Ocean) (converted by Andrew Braybrook)
  • Sega Mega Drive (1990, Aisystem Tokyo/Taito) (released as Rainbow Islands Extra)
  • NES (1991) (Taito - US/Japan) (Ocean - Europe)(The European version is different from the original Japanese version)
  • Sega Master System (1993) (Taito)(European version contains bad glitch resetting the game after Level 7, preventing player from reaching Level 8 and seeing the ending. This is fixed in the Brazil version) The box art also bizarrely titles the game as "Rainbow Islands: Story of The Bubble Bobble 2".
  • PC Engine/TurboGrafx-16 (1993, Interchannel)
  • PC, Sega Saturn and PlayStation (1996, Graftgold/Acclaim) (released as Bubble Bobble also featuring Rainbow Islands, optionally plays with improved graphics)
  • WonderSwan (2000, Bandai) (released as Rainbow Islands: Putty's Party)
  • Game Boy Color (2001)
  • PC, PlayStation 2 and Xbox (2005, Empire Interactive/Sega) (released as part of Taito Legends)
  • Mobile (2005, Taito) (released as mobile version for various handsets)
  • Xbox Live Arcade (2009, Taito) (released with updated "2.5D" graphics)

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