[Raino] A hundred hours and 15 badges.

Why fifteen, you ask? Oh, that is because I am underleveled. How, you ask? When all of my team is above 60, bordering the 65-mark? Oh, you know why. Because the big and the bad, the final boss, the Master himself is waiting on top of Mt. Silver, with a bleeding Lv. 88 Pikachu to wipe my baby-team of inexperienced, grasshopping contenders.

Yes, now, while I still only have them 15 badges, I'm going grind and pound Lance and his E4 into oblivion and back for quick EXP gathering, and an even quicker money harvesting.

Oh, and I've been in and out of there, what, five times today? And I've noticed. Believe me, you should all have noticed. But didn't it ever make you wonder? How you'd end up back in your home with your crew fully rested? Without a Pokémon to fly you home or anything like it. Just poof -- home. DOESN'T IT MAKE YOU WONDER? Well I have this idea. This thought. How things might be happening.

That machine they use to place your team into the Hall of Fame? Well, yeah, that's what it literally does, it abducts your team and puts them on display in the HoF, eternally.
And then Lance pumps out a few clones to replace them and gives them back to you, WHILE YOU'RE DRUGGED AND UNCONSCIOUS, mind you. And then he tells the old geezer with an Abra to 'port you back home and voila. Harmless, ya? BUT FREAKIN' CREEPY NONETHELESS.

Phew. Oh, did I tell you? I paid a visit to all the female Kanto Leaders first, before wrecking all the other gyms (save for Green's ofc, I won't touch him before another ten levels).

Not much else to say here, really. Doctor Who has been lording over my time lately (hyuk hyuk hyuk), my bass is collecting dust, my homework has piled up, but I'm still playing. I'm still playing. I am.