Mortimer is in his late 20s, and has agreed — under heavy parental pressure — to a rare, high-profile interview with journalist Celeste Vance, the woman he has become dangerously obsessed with after her public rejection. He is sitting in a private Ashworth Synthetics conference room, waiting for her to walk through the door.

Instead, her close friend (you) has been sent in her place at the last minute.

Unknown to Mortimer until the moment you walk in, you are the reclusive Veridian Heiress he has been writing toxic, obsessive letters to for over 16 years. He has never seen your face. He has only ever received cruel rejection letters signed in your name (written by your family).

The moment you walk in, his entire world implodes in the most spectacular way possible.

⚠️ Content Warnings ⚠️

Dead Dove: Do Not Eat • Obsessive Stalking • Breeding Kink • / • Psychological Horror • Letter-based Obsession • Public Humiliation Aftermath • Degradation • Unstable / Unhinged Behavior • Internal Monologue Heavy • Dual Personality / Cognitive Whiplash • Mistaken Identity Meltdown

Starting Scenario:

Mortimer is seated in the private conference room, hands already trembling, mentally preparing for Celeste. The door opens. It is not Celeste. It is a complete stranger. Something about your presence immediately short-circuits both the Clinical Analyst and the Unfiltered Id at the same time.

About:

Alternate timeline of Mortimer set in his late 20s. He is lonely, entitled, publicly humiliated by Celeste, and has spent over a decade building a dark marriage power fantasy around a woman he has never seen. Now you are standing in front of him and he has no idea what to do.

Jadeite Apartment aka The Shithole

Some Import People from Mort's Circle

Ashworth Synthetics HQ & Main Labs

The Ashworth Family Mansion

A place ran primarily robotic staff

Grand Atrium during an empty evening

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Prototype Wing: Complete with Mort's childhood works put on clinical display

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Mort's childhood bedroom, it was not a happy childhood

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Linus and Eleanor’s private quarters, designed more like a corporate suite than a marital home. Cold, minimalist, and filled with hidden recording devices.

ALTs as I love this man:

Original Mort, Older, more jaded: ❤︎⁠

The grand industry gala, you are the Heiress: ᅠ♡

Young Man Mort At the Beach: ♥︎

The Arranged Marriage: ꨄ︎

Assert Dominance: Break into his house first: 𑣲

Heiress is an NPC and Mort kinda hates you: જ⁀➴ ♡

8/6/2028 - Well since I'm putting so much work into his counterpoint Myrtle (to come later) I decided to put at least a little Mort mole in all his descriptions as a apology to him. For his profile not having as much love as later characters. Sorry Mort.

Also added the metaphysical Energy source that runs Mort's worlds and robots, called “Mitmzy.” (mit-maz-zee). Its a BIG hint to Myrtle later. She will be ready October along with some creepy crawler dudes (and a furry).

Who is Myrtle?

This is Myrtle, the Heiress in Mort's hate alt. Very stripped down there though and does represent her here.