They might delay the release, they might not. Either way, i am sure if they delay the game the only reason why would be because they aren't satisfied with the game yet. You must understand that making games aren't done over a couple of days or many years in some cases. At least not the good kind of games.

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Like the idea about voting, but you could have put some more effort into it.

An out of body experience

This is some deep Sh*t.

I'm not sure if it will come out on release date or not but if it doesn't I don't think it will be far behind. I know it's been promised and people are excited but it doesn't bother me to wait if it is late. I'd rather it was playable and not just rushed out to meet the release date just to please people and we have a bug riddled TS you can't do anything with.

@MrClark it seems to me that you are new to the Alpha gaming trend. The developers get all this support from the community for so many years. More than 1 Mill was raised and you got absolutely nothing but a short gameplay video. Not only that, the dev blog in the site is rarely updated. All these things indicate that the development team is not doing what they supposed to be doing. Sayings like "We are a small team" and "Our lead dev is out of country" are bullshit. The fact that the Lead Developer started doing 3d models is not an indication they work hard, but an indication that the money ran out, the management screw things up and we get promises of fake deadlines.

(a brief introduction to my character by way of his thoughts during a recent contract ) The air is thick tonight with the haze of wandering smoke crawling through an open vent shaft as if escaping down one of the towns dim lit back alleys. The alley is filled with the noise of poorly sung melodies from the gargled intoxicated mouths of some the towns so called upstanding citizens, footsteps tap across the pavement along the roadside in an almost perfect tempo, the unmistakable movements.... a beat cop walking his route like a well-trained robot. Like a quickened shadow I slip lower in the alley till eaten by the darkness, unseen, unheard, the officer looks down the alley as he passes by, feels like straight at me with that passion filled glow in his electric blue eyes, the look only lawmen have thinking they making a difference that righteous look of virtue...inherit justice (I laugh to myself). But that trained robot cannot sense a thing. I take out a metal chesterfield smoke holder from my jacket inside pocket I always felt I was born in the wrong era. I strike a match an old wax head across the wall it lights up my face for a split second as i inhale the first puff these damn things ...mother always said they would kill me one day, if won't be these things that help me meet my maker (I grin slightly) slipping a small photo from within a secret compartment under the cigarette holder. I draw another puff it lights up enough for me to take one last look at the photo I was given "what a beauty" Men would kill for you I think to myself. I check my watch closing time soon, people will roll out on the streets like sheep flocking to the nearest diner or eat-house to soak up all that top shelf poison that’s been filling them up all night. It’s 2am.Then right on time "last call" screeched from the tired overworked under paid bar maid in a mild but moody manner the sort that must make the patrons feel uneasy like it's really saying "GET THE FUCK OUT"...but it works and they clear out and fast like a flood. I call the number on the back of her picture, it rings for what feels like an age till the clumsy sound of a hastily pressed button sounds of the phone being frantically dragged through the contents of her overpriced knock off hand purse. She answers. I explain the situation I give her a name she knows all too well and tell her it's time for the exchange, her breath speeds up with excitement and anticipation of the joy to come, the joy only a junky can explain cause their next fix is just round the way, I tell her be alone, "of course" she calls me baby as she hangs up, I close my eyes like I always do and visualize. She makes her way out of the crowed street; her high heels click as she walks down the dark moist alley by now her cool calm charm from the phone call is all but gone I can sense it. She steps slowly, carefully but lower into the alley she steps right by me but can't see a thing, she whispers out the name I was given "Gino"...Gino...some low life drug dealer obviously, a hero a life saver a king among men in her jumped-up eyes but he's not here tonight. The clouds cover the moon light the alley becomes fully engulfed in a shadow of darkness, the sheep all heading out of the karaoke bar make it too hard to hear anything. She whispers again "Gino....where the fuck are you" …” Gino!”, its time I whisper back fast and hard a single click is heard then the whisper of an omega 9 silencer answers her calls with the hot fiery tongue of my Glock 19's 9mm hollow point tip…it enters her chest. She falls forward into my waiting arms, it whispers again...one more time just to make sure. I lay her down and toss a few bags of low grade Charlie next to her and tip all the junk onto the ground out her purse a quick scene set up not by cleanest but it'll do for this known junkie, I roll off the silencer and tuck my piece back into its holster. Her habit caught up with her and someone found it cheaper to have me be the reaper than wait for her to pay the bill. I slowly walk off into the night light another cigarette and merge into the locals partying along the street side fucking suckers think to myself, blending in, unnoticed, unseen. I’m one of them, but they’re not one of me, I slip the sim from my phone and crush it under my heel...time I head to my human ATM to make a full withdrawal collect my nights earnings and let him know that beauty meet the beast and this Cinderella won’t be coming back......I flip a smoke from my holder and light up the picture using it to light my cigarette I let it burn down till it disappears into ash an blows off my hand I look around it’s crowed , people everywhere (I smile as I tip my hat to a few dames passing by) they giggle an whisper to one another…. I love this town.