physical description: 31, tall, muscular kinda chubby, usually seen wearing a necklace with a golden spork attached to it, black hair, circle glasses

backstory: he came from a poor family. his mother was a whore and his father left. but not before cutting off his tongue at 3 years old. as his tongue was healing, he was unable to taste and speak. he had to resort to writing and in his school he was pestered, violated, and ruthlessly abused physically and mentally for both his bodily state and his mother's status. this strain led to him having difficulty conversing with others. all he could eat was grimy slop. it was the only thing they could afford, and luckily mormon couldnt taste anyways. eventually, after 14 years of suffering, he could taste. and the regaining of this lost sense brought him a sense of mania. during his childhood, all he knew was that to survive, he must consume. school did nothing for him, after all he never got a chance to focus given how unfortunate he was with the people he was surrounded by. and when he learned just how good it was to taste, it was all he could think of. given his new sense of taste, and his way of life, he developed one goal. he would consume anything he hadnt consumed before. taste everything. consume all. no matter what he does, he never feels complete. mormon must do more. taste more. consume. consume. consume. he was banned from fishing after defecating in rivers to see if poisoned fish tasted better depending on what he ate. he learned everything he had to, to gain privilege and ability to try what he hasnt. he became a gastronomist hoping that it would be enough to discover every taste. but he didnt. but he will do anything, just to satiate his desire. anything.

background: when he learned about lobotomy corporation one day on the news, he learned about the abnormalities. of course, all that came to his mind was "what do they taste like." and so, he applied for the corporation, putting his job on hold. many questions were asked, but he only answered one.

dialogue 372, interview "mormon" -

I - "what are your skills"

M - "..."

I- "No response. what are your fears"

M - "..."

I - "no response. why are you here"

M - "..."

I - "N-"

M - "t o c o n s u m e"

this intrigued angela. and so she decided. without informing mormon about her being a robot, she said as so

dialogue 373, deal "mormon" -

A - "To consume. You wish to have a taste of our abnormalities yes?"

M - "yes. i wish to consume."

A - "I've heard of many motives when it comes to joining our company, but yours certainly sticks out for it's bizarre uniqueness."

M - "..."

A - "But, let's discard the pleasantries. I'm sure you have your reasons for your special need, so allow me to aid you. Here is a vial containing a fraction of energy harvested from our abnormalities. I want you to take it"

M - "w? h ?y ?

A - "I feel as if a drink like this can sate a hunger even as ravenous as yours. Simply put, this is one of the closest ways I can fulfill your wish without violating company policy. Don't hesitate on it, we provide these vials to all of our employees." [Agent Mormon mental corruption level at, 67%]

M - "yes. my l o r d"

A - "Abnormalities are immortal beings, in a way, it's as if your tongue was exposed to pleasantries it hasn't ever felt before. Like a baby born inside the K corporation finally getting ahold of their first ampule after they've tripped and fell. They'll believe the fairy tales their parents tell them of magic tears.

A - "Ah, but I assume you don't understand half of that. What matters is, the sensation you will feel will be close to that, if not perfect euphoria. Consider it my gift to you on your first day of employment, Agent Mormon."