Operation QnA

Pressure OC Ask Blog! Main Account: Dughck/Dughckit RULES: Keep questions decent! No NSFW! (Treating this as the game itself is rated) Please be kind and respectful! I'm reserving the right to not answer any questions I am uncomfortable with! Thank you!

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Another New Chapter!!! WOW!!! The House Party event is still ongoing!! I will update this post when it isn't <3 ANYWAYS Welcome to Operation QnA! A Pressure OC Ask blog with a vague amount of lore! This blog is primarily for my ( @dughckit 's ) OCs Astor, Mischa, Suit, an Query! This blog works often in collaboration with: @pressure-operationrnr (ran by @/haunted-art-gallery) Who you should also check out! Here are some links for you to click! ============== PLEASE READ (As of 7/24/2025) Rules & Guidelines (Updated as of 11/9/2025) Here's a Schedule I try to follow lol Askable Characters! (Updated as of 1/7/2026) Here's Chapter 1's intro post And Here's Chapter 2's intro post! I plan to have proper character refs/bios up soonish... (for the main cast, that is <3) Thank you so much for visiting! Have a great day!

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Moving Forward

I've made a separate post detailing my feelings about the recent exposure of Zeal's crimes/disgusting behavior toward Ren/NoLongerNull {Should be below this one on the blog} And I'm saving this post to discuss the future of this blog/my personal feelings toward the Pressure Dev Team/The Pressure Game. I have never not once liked the Pressure Dev Team. There have been countless controversies, dramas, and wrongdoings revolving around the staff of the game, and a long long time ago I made the choice to interact with the game as little as possible for this reason. My place has been firmly planted within the fandom, alongside all my fellow fans and OC creators. And I've seen some people already making posts with takes stating "Let's remake Pressure together" and "Let's let our characters remain in Spite, and take Pressure for ourselves" And while I agree with these takes to an extent, and will be doing something to this tune in the future myself-- For now, being 100 percent blunt: I'm fed up. I'm tired. I remember nothing but positive experiences within this fandom/community and I want to honor these people. The Mutuals and Friends and memories I have made, All the characters interwoven and stories told- But I am so fucking tired. I don't know when I will come back to these blogs ( This and @the-last-rig-askblog ) But it will not be for a while- If not for my own feelings over current and past events involving the dev team As for now, my plans in the future are to repurpose my OCs and maybe continue these plotlines ( Thanks to my time in a prior fandom also centered around containing supernatural experiments and entities-- I've already gone through the labor of making up a Supernatural/Scientific Research foundation-- so we're half way there ) The Last Rig will be easier for sure, given it has barely anything to do with the original pressure canon But QnA is going to be trickier-- though I'm still committed to finding a future for this side of the project I've been contemplating turning these blogs into a proper web comic for a while and I may just go ahead with this. We will see. For now Thank you all so much for following along and interacting with the narratives with these blogs It has been wonderful, getting to meet new people, draw new characters, and learn about/collaborate on new stories! Goodbye, And Good luck out there!

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Stepping Down for a Little While!

Hello everyone! This post is in reference to the recent drop of the document "What Zeal did to Ren/NoLongerNull" Due to what was revealed in said document about Pressure's creator (SA, Abuse, and Abuse Tactics) This blog, and it's sister blog @the-last-rig-askblog Will be on an indefinite hiatus! This and a few other wrong doings and incidents* of Zeal and other Pressure Team Members has slowly turned me off of the game over the past few months. I'll have a separate post prepared later on for plans for the blogs (if I have any) but I would like to save them- to keep this post relegated to currents issues and matters. I'll keep my words short on this, but- Support Ren/NoLongerNull during this time, and respect her desires and wishes detailed in her Google Doc. The focus should be on her healing and getting her voice out there. Thank you all for reading.

* Incidents used in the term of "Criminal/Wrongful Incidents". Not to mean "Accidents"

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PART ONE to a VERY LONG COMIC <3 KEEP READING!! vvvv

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PART TWO!!!

??? - "Feels good... finally able to have a conversation with you... local station... shock collar free." ASTOR - "Wh-- who are... what are--" ??? - "Don't turn around-- just-- keep looking out the window... I'm pretty sure I'd crack your skull open if you tried comprehending me in this form." ASTOR - "Who are you?" ??? - "You know that already, Astor.... we've... shaken hands before, shared space in that little run off tunnel..." ASTOR - "The mass of corpses-- that was--" ??? - "Well-- corpse. Singular. But yes. That was me." ASTOR - "I-I-- What do you want?" ??? - "Something simple-- call it an errand on your way out..." ASTOR - "Why should--" ??? - "What's his name? Archie Acosta? He seems like a lovely man... I'm sure he's just /heartbroken/ over what happened..." ASTOR - "How do you know all this?" ??? - "Jeez- quick as a whip but dumb as a brick-- If I was in the /pondscum/ you ingested... that also means...." ASTOR - "You're in my brain-- my head-- You're in my head--" ??? - "Was... Was in your head. A part of me, at least-- it's all very exposition rich and very convoluted-- and surely a conversation we can save for when father time isn't swinging at my fences." ASTOR - "Why? Why are you here? What did-- th-the man at the bar. He said-- he implied he knew what--" ??? - "The man at the bar doesn't know his ass from his elbow. Poor thing's older than sliced bread, leave him be. Now. Us time, we're talking... you and me, doll." ASTOR - "Don't. Please." ??? - "Sure. Carrying on. My errand. I'm sure as sad as it's been for you down here, Astor-- you've enjoyed the freedom from me. The reunion you've had with your own autonomy... of not having to fear your organs shutting down... your spine constricting upon itself... or falling to the ground limp and in agonizing pain for hours on end while your body reconstructs itself from nerves to dermal tissue." ASTOR - "...." ??? - "Well? Have you?" "You can be honest, I'm a very fair woman of business." ASTOR - "Yes." ??? - "So... you would want others to have that autonomy, that freedom, right?" ASTOR - "Yes...." ??? - "Right. So... whenever, however, wherever you get out of here.... There's an old gateway-- I don't know where the other end goes-- but I do know who's coming through it. And I need you to ensure the destruction of that gateway before you run back home to little boy blue." ASTOR - "I--" ??? - "Trust me here, Tori... you don't want anything to do with whatever's rocking out of the other side of that thing. Just... use the connections you've made stuck down here, whatever you need... and bring down that gate. Simple as that." ASTOR - "And when I-- when I wake back up?" ??? - "In that rotten sack you call a body? Well... I mean... I've been keeping you alive all this time but... I don't want to intrude any more then I already have...." ASTOR - "......" ??? - "Tell you what, Lavender... I will leave the part of me with you-- but... I will untether it from my being entirely. IF. And only if you break that gate. That meaning: You still get to be 'immortal' just uhm... on your terms." ASTOR - ".....And if I.... I don't?" ??? - "Well... neither of us will be around to know." ASTOR - "What does that--" ??? - " quick as a whip but dumb as a brick, Crawley... my goodness." "This conversation's dragging... we're both busy people..." "Up and at 'em, hm?"

"Wh-what--- th-the fuck."

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PART ONE to a VERY LONG COMIC <3 KEEP READING!! vvvv

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"Okay.... Terrence. Why are you at my door?" "OH! Right-- I need a physical." "I'm under company order to /not/ provide you physicals, you go to Specialist Care for tha--" "I need this one done under the table." "...." "WOW That sounds bad, huh?-- I mean to say uhm-- I need this off record. I need you to do it, because you're not my usual doctor-- so..." "Why?" "Well-- I'm about to take up some uhm-- extra curricular work." "Extra curricular work?" "Mhm! I'm uhm.... I'm going to the banlands to look for uhm... Astor." "Astor?" "Mhm!" "Astor James Crawley?" "Yup, that's his name!" "The intern you relentlessly bullied for years--" "We get the picture, Hector." "We?" "Old habits-- sorry, Physical, yes?" "....//sigh//" "What?" "Terrence-- You're lucky I'm letting you so much as step FOOT in the medical bay, let alone my OFFICE." "...." "Come in. Close the door." "Sure." "....I spent years, running tests on them, poking and prodding them, listening to them break down, to them weep, to how this illness you and the board denied treatment for-- shattered him." "......" "His own mother and father-- they didn't want to hold him. I had too. I had to while he cried, while he grew sicker, while he decayed-- all until you ripped him away from m--" "Till you decided he was of use again...." "....." "You are so fucking lucky I let you in here, Terrence. If not for my own curiosity-- as to HOW he ended up there, and just WHAT you want with him-- that you need him back here so badly?" "....Because he was happy, and I was.... I was wrong. I... I woke up. From a long and horrible dream and-- and I realized I was wrong. And-- and it was just-- just a little too late. But- but I want to set things right. I want to make things right. He deserves what he found down there. Family, friends, love... and-- and I took that from him." "And you're going to give it back to him?" "No." "What then? If you aren't playing fucking savior." "I-I'm-- I'm going down there-- and I'm going to help him. However he needs." "What makes you think he'd want help from the man who started him on this path in the first place." "Because-- Because I know him. I've seen what he's done-- I know what he believes in-- I know he'd--" "Be willing to give you a second chance? GOD You are still so full of yourself! You're not going down there for him at all, are you?" "I am." "You're going down there to save yourself. Be honest with me, Howe." "I'm going down there for him--"

" ¿Por qué tienes un agujero en el pecho? " "Uhh- I don't know where to sta--" " En español, por favor. La oficina de Evans está pegada a esta. Baja la voz también." " Esto no es lo más fácil de explicar. Pero, por darle una oportunidad, supongo… " " He sido la marioneta de un.... pulpo gigante durante la última década, más o menos, y hace apenas dos días... uhm... simplemente me abandonó en el suelo de la sala de comunicaciones. " "....." " ¿Lo dije bien? ¿Tuvo sentido? " "....." "Click?" "Yes-- I--" "Sit down. I'll-- let me see if there's an EKG available." " Fucking Hell... "

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A Letter From Astor-----

It has felt like a year if not more since I've last seen you, my darling. Gods does that hurt. To think it's been a year since I've seen you, felt your warm embrace, sat with you in our dumb little storage closet. I'm not a praying man, but I pray that all is well. That your bed is comfortable, that your meals are warm, that your days are filled with solace and companions.

You do not deserve to be alone during a time like this. Let alone ever. You are so bright, so lovely. You rend me from my shell when we first met. I was so ready to right you off, ready to keep sulking in my own despairs, to consign myself to rot alone. But you opened a door for me. I didn't need to be alone. And now more then ever I don't want to be. I miss you so much. I miss everyone. Even Terrence. God UNREST his soul, wherever he fucking is. Please. Please keep going-- even if it feels like you are walking on splinters. I will be back to you if when I can. Patience is just the game for now, I suppose. But I would wait centuries if it meant I so much as got to hold you one more time. I don't know how I'm to leave yet, but I'm speaking with- Well I'm speaking with my mother and her girlfriend daily on plans on how to leave. That and their friend Othello? Who should be delivering you this parcel. Don't mind him if it says anything, he's a loose lipped twat. (Mom's words, not mine-- though I would also describe him as such) But- with that mentioned I am safe. I am not in horrible danger-- no more then we were in The Black Site. My mother's Girlfriend-- Munroe- She's an very resourceful and a good teacher, She's done well to teach me about this place. My mom is.... She's different then I expected. I don't know. Her experiences have shaped her, and I worry for her in that regard. She has this horrid one sided beef with one of Othello's patrons- Alma? I think her name is? Othello owns a bar, by the way. Or well-- his SISTER owns a bar, he's just running it for her while she takes a leave. But- Because of a certain charming blue somebody- I've been more open down here, more ready to meet new people, to hold conversation outside of work/task completion. And it's paying off well. I hope nothing but the same for you. I can hear a certain pink chicken's wing beats upon the roof-- I should wrap this up. I love you Archie Acosta. With all my heart, Astor Reese Crawley PS Trying something new PSS There should be a package with this letter-- I've put some of my things- mostly clothes- in it- a few photos of people and places... do forgive the lack of pictures of me. I'm not happy with the man I've returned to being.

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"One last dive, Doc... what d'ya say?" "I don't have much choice, now do I?" "Atta boy."

RAAAAH Okay hi Uhm IDK if i'm coming back just yet BUUUUT I've been thinking about this blog alot (UPDATE: I can't type q on my keyboard-- so get ready for me to come up with creative ways to refer to this project! Yay!)

BUT anyways I've been brain rotting about some concepts for it recently and IDK the want to like do earlier storylines/soft re-launch this blog is strong BECAUSE I KNOW WHAT I WANNA DO WITH ALL THE PLOT THREADS NOW BUT I FEAR I'VE WRITTEN MYSELF INTO A CORNER Idk we'll see, we'll see uhm Enjoy this dumb lil doodle for now!

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Redraw of the Chapter 1 intro as we get back into the swing of things!

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it's midnight so i can post these <3 happy valentine's day

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Was listening to These Two Songs (x) (x)

And I remembered having thoughts of like- When Archie ( @pressure-operationrnr ) and Astor are first getting to know each other And Astor has to inform him "OH! My ex is repeatedly killing me bc I got kidnapped by my job- thus ghosting him!"

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uh hii,, third ask here waow..

anywayyy uhm hands you this gal 👍 they live in the raveyard :) in the lower crypts area (iykyk the wiki has a page on it)

Not pictured because I FORGOT but they do have a walkie talkiee ok that’s it yay :)) runs off into the ocean

"Everything Alright?.... Wh-who's... who's there?"

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"I got soul- but I'm not a soldier."

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Continuation of THIS post

"What did Dove want with the Ferryman's token?" "The-The coin? Is that what it's called? I genuinely don't know. I can tell you who had it before /Dove/ did-" "Who then?" "Some- some rich fuck, named.... Cecil Howe. Heir to some fortune wrapped up in the occult trading networks in Louisville and Manhattan-" "Why kill him? Why not just steal the coin?" "I- Dove said that-- that he wasn't the kind of man you let live. He did things to people. Used his ties with the arcane underworld." "What could he do?" "No idea. I-I didn't want to know that part. I just got told what I needed too, and I did the job, same as always." "Mm... and you don't know where the coin is?" "No- Why are you so obsessed with it?--" "I'm asking questions here, Mischa, please." "..." "Thank you-- now, you had interactions with multiple Howes it seems.... Cecil and a.... Terrence? Did Terrence have anything to do with the coin?" "Dove had separate reasons for that hit." "Oh?" "Well- kinda sorta-- Terrence is a Howe, so Dove felt... threatened by that-- but, the more direct reason was-- was that Terrence was doing some... odd shit for Urbanshade. H-he was 'Holdin' something for em'. That's how Dove put it." "Holding something? Did you ever learn what?" "No. No-- just... whatever it was... it had Dove shaken. bad. I think... maybe that's half the reason the hit went sour. We were both nervous." "Again- I hate to keep playing the morality police-- especially with a body count of my own-- but-- why kill him? Why not just... detain him? rend this 'thing he was holding' from him and scare his blonde little head into submission?" "Dove.... I trust them with my life. I owe them my life... I was kicked out, starving on the streets before they found me. They'd shown me their love... in so many ways up until that day. A-and I felt like-- all I'd done was fall short. So when Dove said 'trust me, this thing is better dead then walking' I just.... I trusted him. A-and I went in-- takin' charge of that hit, wanting to make them proud, wanting to make them feel as safe and as heard and as loved as they made me feel. But--" "Terrence and his friend were two steps ahead of you..." "Well... friend-SUH... he had security all over the joint by the time we--" "Again-- I wasn't referring to what you think I was, Mr.Lovett." ".... What?" "What if.... what if I told you I think I know /why/ Dove wanted not only the Howes dead-- but Terrence himself?" "I'd call you a liar." "But would you mean that? Given what I'm holding? Given what I've been paraphrasing to you for the past forty minutes?" "...N-no." "Exactly." "So... so why? Why did Dove want them all dead?" "For any good reason a woman running from death would... they were ensuring all off death's spawn wouldn't be able to find them. And I suppose... by extension... you."

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"You may call me Malachoir. Malachoir Fallow."

(Terrence Howe belongs to @pressure-operationqna )

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"Fuck off. Fuck you. Why the FUCK are you here?"

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"I can get rid of your little pest.... should you wish it."

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"Unless we're working on Monkey's Paw rules... I'd happily swap places for him."

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"You tell me what it is you want.. and I'll give you my offer."

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"I-I don't know if this is gonna kill me-- it hasn't yet-- but-- I'd rather not die before I can save Crawley, y'know?"

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"You look like you've been through enough for the day... The emergency hotline is 911, yes?"

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"And I certainly don't have 'wait around in an emergency room' PTO... not with so much shit on my plate right now, at least."

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More thoughts while I wait on my Table Pen <3

Continuing my silly little thoughts of "What if Op-QnA had intros like a tv show" I've been thinking and like Chapter 1 would be Be Your Man - Demob Happy

Chapter 2 would be Mad IQ - IDKhow

Chapter 3 would be Hazardous Occupation - Tub Ring

I will yammer in the notes accordingly but like <333 Idk the images are vivid in my head <3

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ASKABLE CHARACTERS {SECONDARY CAST} Redoing the format for character intros!! Making a secondary post for supporting cast bc they all can't fit on the one post <3

Shea Quest Dr.Query {It/They/Xe/She} *Former engineer for Urbanshade Aliases: Shea (Null exclusive) Dead (Archie probably)

Munroe {They/She} *Former NOST Agent Aliases: Teddy, Wife, Sweets, Bebe (Ainett exclusives) Pet (Bossman exclusive (Munroe hates this obviously lol)) Ma'am, Boss, Man (Astor exclusives) My best friend! (Othello exclusive)

Ainett Reese-Crawley {She/Her} *Former independent reporter/Urbanshade field reporter Aliases: Sugar, Hun, Tissuepaper (Munroe exclusives) Mum, Miss (Astor exclusives) Bitch, Scandal, Mistake (James Crawley exclusives, fuck that guy)

S'KVALA Cayse {It/He} *Being of corruption and death Aliases: Bastard, Cunt, Wretch, Coward (universal <3)