Captains Log, day 186, We have been waiting for the promised update for six months now, and in its absence I have patrolled the deep outer rims of Patreon and F95, even foregoing the sacred promise and playing milfy city for the first time before the 0.5 update, it was the finest voyage this ship has taken, but now only a wasteland remains in its absence. In desperation, the crew have began to play poorly machine translated Japanese to English games, some have clawed their eyes out staring into that Lovecraftian void of madness. Time moves slowly on this ship, with little hope seeming to emerge on the horizon. If we head starboard East, perhaps the Twist will give a good update, but after the save decided to fuck itself over with the 104th glitch, the crew have little motivation to repeat the whole game however good it is...but maybe one day we will find the courage. We have waited so long to see the Son actually make a move on the mother, I have successfully raised three children and named one Brock, he's going to be a doctor because I say so. There are talks of a renders asteroid field coming, with a 80% risk of them being dutch angle shots, but the crew is content to battle through hoping we see the son fuck the moms brains out and man up. Though the crew is afraid of a weird schizophrenic skeleton apparition that keeps popping into their dreams... even mine. giving weird, philosophical lectures about morality even though the mom and dad already have a horrifically failing marriage that they really should have had the hatchet put to it a long time ago. As the wait continues with the reserve foods running low, I hope before the crew starves to death, we can see the Summertime saga update, but sadly, we will have to wait for the 2nd hotfix as it is undoubtedly going to boot us out the game and force us to send a traceback to Darkcookie. Still, we wait on bravely, voyaging ever deeper, for the Dual Family update.......