You know, I think I might have heard of that? It's that biological process that prevents the once youthful human from interacting on messaging platforms in a timely manner - right? I'm sure that's nothing a little face-cream and aggressive harassment from an eternal child won't fix.
Wow, those are two top tier themes there. I bet that will keep you pretty occupied for a long while.
Why em-bark on a Hero's Journey when you can instead try a Villain's Air BnB. In fact, I've got inherent evil tendencies and the address for a lovely little place in the Canary Islands that might do the job quite nicely.
(Audition? As though you didn't write the part exclusively for me? I wholeheartedly em-ulate that role, don't you think?)
But anyway (shivers from pleasure? Or fear? I'm hoping it's both). If by "dreadful pun" you mean "my name" then yeah, I understand your scoring system. Though at least I'm on the leader-board. Your name doesn't even get you on the subs bench (I wholly regret using a sports analogy considering I am the antithesis of sports. Ah well. You win some, you lose some. And clearly here: I did neither).
P.S: on it.