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[jaw dropped faster than a lead weight when I saw this blog had a notification 💀 SCRUMPTIOUS ART RAHH]
sketch is finally done.. prepare for lineart and coloring soon..
(Dw im not gonna color and lineart it soon since i know there’s gonna be some ppl requesting so there’s still a chance btw)
oc’s that were added now:
(Computerhead, i dont remember his name srry 💔💔) —> @the-bite-of-87-lol
“Casey” —> @bugzheadquarter
“Shep” —> @hadaldivision-pest
”Fritzory Adams” —> @pressure-ask-fitzroy
“919” —> @adeafad
“Brimstone” —> @catwithabaseballbat
“The broken aka Violet” —> @yourlocalnightcore
“Aracix Fritz (Urbanshadian)” —> @jestervsm (next to sam)
“Aphrodite” —> @motherarts
my god my fingers hurt..💔💔
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”Jett Sterling, huh… lovely name ya got, fellow sewer dweller,” Shep replied as their grin widened minutely.
“Hereditary, you say…? Heh, nah. Y’can thank Urbanshade for this.”
Urbanshade… Shep’s knowledge on the whole business was a bit foggy for some reason, but they were certain it had something to do with their… current state of being, let’s say.
Best not to dwell on it too long.
“But I digress! Regardless of my origins, I’m just glad to find a friendly face down here.”
" Oh good fuckin' grief.. -- "
[ That was what the other could've made out before Jett firmly clamped a claw over his mouth, clearly that wasn't something he meant to say out loud ] [ An embarrassed twitch. A wince. And then he started up again, desperate not to make this a terribly unpleasant first encounter ]
" Sorry. My a-apologies, I didn't mean .. it like that " " It's just that "
[ Unnecessary hand gestures ]
" ..Your face. It's.. " " ...Valid "
[ Big talk coming from a big guy looking like urself... ]
(@pressure-thechasm)
Mercifully for Jett, Shep was not the person to get offended over such trivial matters. If anything, they were ecstatic to run into another individual who didn’t immediately startle at the sight of them.
“No apology needed, mate!” Shep replied with their trademark (albeit permanent) grin, peering up at the figure in front of them. “Keheh, my face is a little odd-lookin’, yeah. But I don’ mind much — works for me, aha!”
[That’s what they’d like to think.]
“Well, either way, pleasure t’meet ya, comrade. Y’can call me Shep. Who might you be?”
#indeed!#shep tends to be quite the gentleperson#to them Jett is one of the sweetest guys ever so far (though their standards are horrendously low to begin with lmbo)#rp#pressure ask blog#roblox pressure#oc blog#oc rp#pressure rp#pressure roleplay
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" Oh good fuckin' grief.. -- "
[ That was what the other could've made out before Jett firmly clamped a claw over his mouth, clearly that wasn't something he meant to say out loud ] [ An embarrassed twitch. A wince. And then he started up again, desperate not to make this a terribly unpleasant first encounter ]
" Sorry. My a-apologies, I didn't mean .. it like that " " It's just that "
[ Unnecessary hand gestures ]
" ..Your face. It's.. " " ...Valid "
[ Big talk coming from a big guy looking like urself... ]
(@pressure-thechasm)
Mercifully for Jett, Shep was not the person to get offended over such trivial matters. If anything, they were ecstatic to run into another individual who didn’t immediately startle at the sight of them.
“No apology needed, mate!” Shep replied with their trademark (albeit permanent) grin, peering up at the figure in front of them. “Keheh, my face is a little odd-lookin’, yeah. But I don’ mind much — works for me, aha!”
[That’s what they’d like to think.]
“Well, either way, pleasure t’meet ya, comrade. Y’can call me Shep. Who might you be?”
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not sure if this is still open, but do with this what you will
Guys I’m doing one massive drawing for everyone’s Pressure characters, if you want yours included then please send me your character references
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[Wahoo.]
//ok guys
I'm hosting something tomorrow. Get ready!
@ellie-expendable-1 @ask-eyefestation
@thepressurepblog @aquaticshopkeep
@binarypictor
Also, please @ any pressure rp blogs I missed
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“Sorry to disappoint, mate, but that’s truly the jist of what I’m trynna do down here. Guess I’m just that simple a person,” Shep chuckled, a somewhat garbled breathy sound. “Though I guess I could do with some more detail.”
“Now f’course I’ve already run into some other expendables — kinda hard not to, they’re swarmin’ all over th’ place — but, y’know, they ain’t that inclined to stay all that long. Looking for the Crystal and whatnot — ‘sides, I get the feeling I’m not the most ideal person people wanna be runnin’ into down here.
And hey, I can respect that, Crystal huntin’, but I’m not exactly hurrying to get outta here. That Crystal don’t mean a whole lot to me. And so far, seems like the only other people who seem t’ be on the same wavelength is you and your ‘group’, as you put it. So hey, might as well be on acceptable terms with th’ folk I’ll be runnin’ into a lot, eh?”
“But enough of my rambling. Probably givin’ a lot more than you asked for, heh.”
From out of the gloom of the Blacksite, an eerie smile accompanied by the faint smell of something copperypeers around the corner, their gaze landing on the other inhabitant of the space.
“Oh? Well would ya look at that,” they chuckled as their permanent grin widened, swinging around the corner. “I finally found one of you folk! Heya there!” They waved one skeletal-looking hand at Cali. “Think I’ve heard about ya from some of the expendables down here… you Cali, by chance? Keheh, pleasure to finally meet ya!”
(new pressure oc blog drop HI HELLO I’ve been following your blog for a while and I think you’re cool)
Just as every other stranger, Cali is already on edge. Unsure about this person. Already they knew a little to much about them then they'd like.
" CA.You get to call me CA. Is there anything I can help you with Stranger? "
Cali's hand would find itself in their bag, just in case. They could never be to careful with Strangers.
#oh my god I did NOT mean for my reply to be this long 🤡#my apologies#also I completely get the burnout!#take as much time as you require to reply (I gave you a lot anyway lmfao)#rp#pressure ask blog#roblox pressure#oc blog#oc rp#pressure rp#pressure roleplay
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@ask-thepurplecrownbearer's mod here!
I officially have a pressure OC, @ask-thebrokensoul!
Feel free to start a fresh ask there!
That's lovely! I'll be sure to do so :D
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“Rad! Bein’ human kinda sucks, mate, you ain’t missin’ much.” Shep laughs, a faintly garbled noise. “Haah… So what, did dear ol’ Urbanshade get to ya or somethin’?”
The words feel odd slipping from their mouth. They pay it no mind. It’s always best not to.
Amidst the maze of halls that made up the Blacksite, the sound of audible, mildly echoey breathing gradually got louder as a figure rounded yet another corner, scooping up yet another pile of data sitting on a nearby desk with one frail-looking hand.
The perpetually smiling enigma that was a certain Shep paused and glanced upward at the ceiling above, where the buzzing lights above flickered ominously. “Shazam,” Shep’s voice hummed, “looks like we got an Angler.” Looking remarkably unbothered for a person whose wellbeing was under threat, they swiveled their head to look for a suitable locker or side room to cram into.
(@inky-proto-kye)
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"My fault, my fault! Bad habit." Well, at least they were quick to correct themselves. "I was actually lookin' for you and ya comrades, s'matter of fact. Some of th' other expendables kept mentionin' you folk, and I figure it can't hurt to know people in a place like this, ja? And it so happens that I've stumbled upon you first! Congratulations or sorry, whichever answer ends up fitting better!"
"Gah, how rude of me! Y'can call me Shep. Or Stranger, whatever you prefer. Don't matter much to me."
From out of the gloom of the Blacksite, an eerie smile accompanied by the faint smell of something copperypeers around the corner, their gaze landing on the other inhabitant of the space.
“Oh? Well would ya look at that,” they chuckled as their permanent grin widened, swinging around the corner. “I finally found one of you folk! Heya there!” They waved one skeletal-looking hand at Cali. “Think I’ve heard about ya from some of the expendables down here… you Cali, by chance? Keheh, pleasure to finally meet ya!”
(new pressure oc blog drop HI HELLO I’ve been following your blog for a while and I think you’re cool)
Just as every other stranger, Cali is already on edge. Unsure about this person. Already they knew a little to much about them then they'd like.
" CA.You get to call me CA. Is there anything I can help you with Stranger? "
Cali's hand would find itself in their bag, just in case. They could never be to careful with Strangers.
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”You c’n…. Eat the Squibbles?”
Shep muses on this for a moment. “…Huh. Sure ain’t never thought of that before. Though I suppose it’s better than… other forms of getting somethin’ to eat, eheh.”
Amidst the maze of halls that made up the Blacksite, the sound of audible, mildly echoey breathing gradually got louder as a figure rounded yet another corner, scooping up yet another pile of data sitting on a nearby desk with one frail-looking hand.
The perpetually smiling enigma that was a certain Shep paused and glanced upward at the ceiling above, where the buzzing lights above flickered ominously. “Shazam,” Shep’s voice hummed, “looks like we got an Angler.” Looking remarkably unbothered for a person whose wellbeing was under threat, they swiveled their head to look for a suitable locker or side room to cram into.
(@inky-proto-kye)
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Glancing once more at the towering fish man, Shep shrugged minutely. “Well, I suppose you could count me as one of said ‘expendables’, keheh…” They then folded their arms across their chest and shook their head slightly. “…but no particular reason, I suppose. Mostly just dodging the occasional Angler and the like. Might as well keep at least some semblance of self-preservation down here.”
“Mind if I ask the same of you?”
Amidst the maze of halls that made up the Blacksite, the sound of audible, mildly echoey breathing gradually got louder as a figure rounded yet another corner, scooping up yet another pile of data sitting on a nearby desk with one frail-looking hand.
The perpetually smiling enigma that was a certain Shep paused and glanced upward at the ceiling above, where the buzzing lights above flickered ominously. “Shazam,” Shep’s voice hummed, “looks like we got an Angler.” Looking remarkably unbothered for a person whose wellbeing was under threat, they swiveled their head to look for a suitable locker or side room to cram into.
(@inky-proto-kye)
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Another brief once-over of the surroundings led Shep to take note of a vent a couple feet to their left, which would serve as an acceptable cover for the time being. “Well, that’s a relief,” they mused, getting down on their knees and prying the thing open. With the sound of shattering lightbulbs rapidly approaching they crawled not unlike a lizard through the narrow vent and ended up reemerging in Sebastian’s shop. “Oh? I wasn’t aware I had gotten this far—“ Their attention was quickly drawn to the other entity also inhabiting the room. “Oh— heya there,” Shep greeted her as their pitch-black smile widened. “Didn’t know I would run into anyone else down here, the halls have been pretty vacant today.”
Amidst the maze of halls that made up the Blacksite, the sound of audible, mildly echoey breathing gradually got louder as a figure rounded yet another corner, scooping up yet another pile of data sitting on a nearby desk with one frail-looking hand.
The perpetually smiling enigma that was a certain Shep paused and glanced upward at the ceiling above, where the buzzing lights above flickered ominously. “Shazam,” Shep’s voice hummed, “looks like we got an Angler.” Looking remarkably unbothered for a person whose wellbeing was under threat, they swiveled their head to look for a suitable locker or side room to cram into.
(@inky-proto-kye)
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Amidst the maze of halls that made up the Blacksite, the sound of audible, mildly echoey breathing gradually got louder as a figure rounded yet another corner, scooping up yet another pile of data sitting on a nearby desk with one frail-looking hand.
The perpetually smiling enigma that was a certain Shep paused and glanced upward at the ceiling above, where the buzzing lights above flickered ominously. “Shazam,” Shep’s voice hummed, “looks like we got an Angler.” Looking remarkably unbothered for a person whose wellbeing was under threat, they swiveled their head to look for a suitable locker or side room to cram into.
(@inky-proto-kye)
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"Well look at what we have here!"
The ventilation shaft is currently: OPEN
Shep is currently: Looking for some certain somebodies
Shep is feeling: Content
Heya there! A fellow straggler, I see. How've these halls been treating you, mate? If you so desire, you c’n call me Shep. Or something else, whatever floats your boat, keheh.
Might as well set some ground rules, eh? I suppose you are a visitor here, after all.
Try t' be decent, yeah? I might not be exactly like the rest of ya, but I'd hope I deserve at least some courtesy round these parts.
Now I fancy myself to be one of the more lenient folk you'll meet down here, but if you get a bit too disorderly I can kick you out whenever I please. 'S my camp you're in; if ya can't follow the rules then I got no business with you.
You've probably figured it out for yourself by this point (I would hope), but this place ain't the most fitting for the more feeble minded. Do expect such things as strong language, violence/death, a good chance of some blood/gore, and other mature topics that might be upsetting to some folk.
Well, I figure that's all you need t' hear from me for now. See ya around! Don't get mauled by a Void Mass, comrades. Keheheh...
[OOC under the cut:] [Last edited Sep 9]
Hello, fellow internet dwellers :D You can call me Shreekz or Shaye and I go by any pronouns. I hail from the blog @shreekz. Recently I've started following some Pressure ask blogs for canon characters and OC's alike and ended up hopping on the bandwagon.
Ask pretty much whatever you'd like, be it a roleplay or just a question you want to ask my lad Shep, so long as it's not inappropriate I guess 💀
I do plan on drawing images to go with my responses but my motivation tends to be rather fickle so do try and be patient with me, I'll get to you ASAP :)
Things to keep in mind:
Shep uses they/any pronouns :)
2. For the most part Shep is a courteous enough fellow (with their own little... Oddities), but only if you treat them the same way. Try anything shady and they will retaliate. 3. I make an effort to respond in the way I realistically believe Shep would react, and thus they might end up saying or doing something that someone… doesn’t like I guess 🧍please remember that everything Shep does is entirely fictional and is based on what they might think, not what I myself might think.
4. I'm still relatively new to Pressure and haven't gotten past. Like. Door 30 yet 🤡 I sort of speedran the Pressure wiki lore page, so I have a basic understanding of it, but otherwise that's where my knowledge ends on the subject lmbo
I have a vague outline of a story plot for this blog, but most of the story will be influenced by y'all as well, so don't be afraid to get involved :D Drop an ask, leave feedback, whatever floats your boat. I guarantee you it will be much appreciated.
Here’s a ref sheet for the homeboy in question. (Still working on a pfp)
Dividers are by @/cafekitsune, @/anitalenia, and @/fawndollie
#pressure#roblox pressure#pressure rp#pressure roleplay#pressure ask blog#pressure original character#oc blog#oc rp#rp
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