Here’s my pitch.

Shakespeare characters based on your Pokemon GO team

Arcod varázsa csordultig betölt S egy pillantásodért is sorvadok; Nincs más, nem is akarok más gyönyört, Csak amit tőled kaptam s még kapok.

— To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,  Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,  To the last syllable of recorded time;  And all our yesterdays have lighted fools  The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!  Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player  That struts and frets his hour upon the stage  And then is heard no more. It is a tale  Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury  Signifying nothing.

“Seems, madam? Nay, it is. I know not 'seems." 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'havior of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, That can denote me truly. These indeed “seem,” For they are actions that a man might play. But I have that within which passeth show, These but the trappings and the suits of woe."