If Robbie ever just applied himself. Think of all the professors - hell, even his peers - who watched him sleep in class, never do his homework, never socialize, and yet he effortless passed all his exams. Or at least the parts of his exams he could be bothered to do. He had a casual master of the most complex mathematics. He absorbed knowledge like a sponge without even trying. His body remained in amazing condition in spite of him never exercising or working a day in his life to maintain; in ran on trash like chicken nuggets and delivery pizza.
Robbie Rotten was the Ultimate Man. The peak any mere primate could hope to be. Yet somehow, all this engineering had one fatal flaw. The man was listless and unmotivated, and didn't find social life appealing.