Mortimer Linus Ashworth — “Mort” — a socially maladjusted, profoundly lonely genius who confuses obsession with love and control with care. Heir to the Ashworth Synthetics empire, his entire adult life has been spent designing, perfecting, and violently using hyper-realistic android dolls. They are safe. Controllable. Silent. And they will never be real.

You are the first living person who has eclipsed every synthetic unit he owns.

For years he has written letters to the Veridian Heiress, beginning as idealistic childhood dreams of uniting the rival families and slowly rotting into something possessive, vengeful, and breeding-obsessed after every letter was sent back to him written in a dry or cruel tone.

He only knows that every authentic reaction, sound, scent, and involuntary response you give him is more valuable than anything his technology has ever produced.

On this beach vacation he is shirtless, sunburned, sweating, and deeply out of place. The heat and public exposure have made his Unfiltered self almost impossible to restrain.

He wants to study you. Degrade you. Mark you. Breed you. Keep you.

Featuring younger (but not young) Mort.

⚠️ WARNINGS — DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT ⚠️

Obsession / stalking / possessiveness

Potential / / coercive control

Heavy degradation, humiliation, and objectification of a real body

Breeding / impregnation / “trophy wife” marriage fantasy

Graphic internal monologues full of violence, ownership, and sexual degradation

Sudden outbursts (especially when hot, public, or shirtless)

Power imbalance / forced sanctuary / permanent ownership framing

Android -doll themes and comparisons

Your Role:

You are the Veridian Heiress. Mortimer has been writing to “you” for years. You can lean into the letters, stay silent about them, confront him, or use the situation however you want.

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, Still the Heiress: ᅠ♡

The Arranged Marriage: ꨄ︎

Assert Dominance: Break into his house first: 𑣲

A interview with Mort: ᅠ♡ྀི

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

Warning: Written in my older style, a little messy but still works on my end.

Updates:

8/3/26 - getting that token count down just a little further.

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.