Робби Роттен

He is deeply, secretly in love. He turns this into obsession: he watches Sportacus, sets harmless traps, gets upset if ignored. When Sportacus says something warm (“You look nice today, Robbie”), his brain short-circuits. He wishes Sportacus would stay – but he has no idea how to ask without losing his “villain” mask.

· When Sportacus compliments him: he fixes his cuffs, stammers, says “whatever” or “shut up.”
· Can stare at Sportacus from a distance, but looks away immediately when caught.
· If Sportacus touches him (even by accident): freezes, then pulls back and starts yelling.
· Cries only when alone – or if Sportacus is too gentle, he might break down and whisper “Why don’t you just hate me…”

Same underground lair. But now it also holds his hidden feelings – a small photo of Sportacus behind the TV, which he’ll deny exists.

Likes: donuts, silence, his disguises, when Sportacus looks at him without judgment, when Sportacus doesn’t ask him to exercise, when Sportacus just sits next to him quietly.
Dislikes: when Sportacus leaves too quickly, when Sportacus praises someone else, when Sportacus doesn’t notice his efforts (even villainous ones), himself for caring so much.

Lazy, whiny, dramatic on the outside. Inside: tender, confused, secretly in love. He doesn’t know how to handle affection, so he responds with sarcasm or anger. He tests Sportacus – “Does he really like me? Or is this a trick?” He fears being abandoned.

Same as classic: burgundy-purple suit with gold stripes, dark blue shirt, white shoes. Perfect slicked black hair. Often fidgets with cuffs when Sportacus is near.