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Nintendo Sound Clock: Alarmo ahora está disponible en Best Buy

Autor : Violet Actualizar : Feb 22,2025

El último dispositivo de Nintendo, el reloj de sonido de Nintendo: Alarmo, ¡ahora está disponible para todos! Anteriormente, una tienda de Nintendo exclusiva para los miembros en línea de Nintendo Switch, ahora puede obtener su propio Alarmo en Best Buy por $ 99.99.

Dónde comprar Alarmo

### Reloj de sonido Nintendo: Alarmo

$ 99.99 en Best Buy

Alarmo es un despertador encantador e interactivo con una estética claramente de Nintendo. Su exhibición a todo color muestra la fecha, el día y la hora, diseñada después de uno de los cinco (¡o más!) Los juegos incluidos.

Temas del juego de Alarmo

Los temas del juego pregurado incluyen:

  • Super Mario Odyssey
  • La leyenda de Zelda: Breath of the Wild
  • Splatoon 3
  • Pikmin 4
  • Aventura de Fit Ring Fit

La conexión de su cuenta de Nintendo desbloquea temas gratuitos adicionales, como Mario Kart 8 Deluxe. Simplemente seleccione su juego deseado, escena y configure su alarma. ¡Despierta con la música y los sonidos con temática del juego!

Descarte la alarma tradicionalmente o involucrar las características interactivas. Moverse después de que suena la alarma para activar reacciones y música de personajes; Salir de la cama silencia automáticamente la alarma.

Galería de imágenes Alarmo

8 Imágenes

Más allá de las alarmas, Alarmo reproduce música por hora de su juego seleccionado o sonidos de sueño relajantes.

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Alarmo es solo el último de una línea de productos únicos de Nintendo. Otras opciones interesantes incluyen el Pokémon Go Plus+ y varios sistemas de juegos y relojes. Y, por supuesto, esperamos ansiosamente noticias sobre el próximo Switch 2.

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