Max Was On Almost No Votes And Then Suddenly Jumped Ahead, So Robert Might Point The Finger At Him.

[rionaleonhart]

This post will consist of various silly Goes Wrong Show-related things I've posted to Tumblr recently!

I posted a poll to Tumblr, asking people for their favourite member of the Cornley Drama Society. The poll closed at 149 votes with Trevor firmly in first place (27.5%), followed by Chris (21.5%), Max (13.4%), Vanessa (10.7%), Annie and Dennis (8.7%), Jonathan (3.4%), Robert and Sandra (2.7%), and Lucy (0.7%).

(I don't think Lucy is an official member of the drama society, but I created this poll to see how things had changed in the three years since personinthepalace asked the same question, so I thought I'd better make sure I had exactly the same options.)

I'm surprised and a little wounded by my beloved Robert's unpopularity! I'm just going to have to love him hard enough for everyone. (This will not satisfy him.)

Anyway, I wrote a little snippet of the characters reacting to the results:



"This is absolutely outrageous," Robert announces. "Last place? Last place? This poll is clearly rigged."

"I mean, you two aren't actually last, are you?" Annie asks, rubbing Sandra's back as she cries. "There's Lucy."

"Lucy does not count," Robert says. "Lucy shouldn't even be on this poll; she is not an official member of the drama society. She is unnecessarily splitting the Grove vote." He frowns at the results. "And, given that she is here, she should have more than one vote, for God's sake. I personally coached the girl."

"It's fine," Lucy says, quiet but genuine. "I'm happy with one vote. I wasn't expecting to get any."

"Don't even get me started on Trevor," Robert says. "The man's not even an actor; how the hell did he get a full quarter of the 'favourite actor' votes? Nonsense."

"It doesn't say favourite actor, does it?" Trevor asks. "It says favourite member."

"And is that any less strange?" Robert asks. "Who the hell are these people who are watching our productions for the stage manager?" He shakes his head. "Four people. Four people appreciate my art."

"Doesn't mean the others don't like you, does it?" Annie asks. "Maybe you're their second favourite; they just like Chris more."

"God, even worse."

"Something's definitely wrong with the results, I think," Dennis says. "I got votes."

"While we're discussing suspect votes," Robert says, "how about the man who hardly makes it onstage at all?"

They all look over at Jonathan. He's on his knees on the floor, crying with happiness.

"Five," he whispers. "Five people! Five people like me!"



Another poll I've contemplated recently was this one from questions-about-blorbos: Would you let your blorbo tie you up and do whatever they wanted with you?

My immediate reaction to this was 'oh, GOD.' Awful!! I think the only one of my blorbos who I actually find sexually attractive is Robert Grove of The Goes Wrong Show, but any sexual encounter with him is guaranteed to be regrettable, and involving bondage would be catastrophic. He ties me up and then gets distracted by an argument with Chris and then rehearses without rest for several days straight, and I am left tied to his bed for seventy-two hours.

Whilst I currently answer blorbo-related polls with Robert in mind, on account of being actively insane about him, the character I usually call on for these polls is Light Yagami of Death Note. Also a terrible idea to let him tie you up! I'm not sexually interested in him, he's not going to be sexually interested in me, and, perhaps most crucially: if he does want to tie me up, it's going to be because he wants to either kill me or frame me for murder. All things considered, I'd rather he didn't.


Finally: for Valentine's Day, I posted a Valentine's message from Robert Grove.


Please accept this as an extremely belated token of my affection for all of you.

Comments

[newbie1990]

The problem is that whatever Robert might want with you (or literally anyone) is almost certainly going to involve: convincing Chris to give him the lead, endlessly rehearsing with him, or endlessly delivering praise about his acting ability and possibly sending it in review form to local newspapers. Which tbf is probably better than 72 hours without food or water.

[rionaleonhart]

Extremely true! It would be my pleasure to deliver endless praise to Robert for his acting. Less thrilled about rehearsing with him; it would of course be a privilege, but he would constantly criticise my performance (this would also be an issue if we actually had sex). I'm not sure I'd be able to convince Chris.