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Heh Ive got one... sure isnt cheap... but I cant ever get the right shot and editing them is a pain... and I dont live in NYC lol 
http://moh.kimballsoftware.com/textures
http://moh.kimballsoftware.com/textures2
http://moh.kimballsoftware.com/textures3
http://moh.kimballsoftware.com/textures
http://moh.kimballsoftware.com/textures2
http://moh.kimballsoftware.com/textures3
Texture hunting
*As our intrepid hero rounds the corner, he sees his hearts desire! The perfect wall! He dives for it, trying to catch it on his small digicam, but misses and falls headfirst into some dustbins... The texture eludes our great hunter, but he swears he will catch it next time...*
Extract from The Great Texture Hunt, volume 1.

Mj
*As our intrepid hero rounds the corner, he sees his hearts desire! The perfect wall! He dives for it, trying to catch it on his small digicam, but misses and falls headfirst into some dustbins... The texture eludes our great hunter, but he swears he will catch it next time...*
Extract from The Great Texture Hunt, volume 1.
Mj


*Our great hero, was sitting in his chair, playing MoH:AA whan suddenly there was a knock on the door. He got up, after being 0wN3d AGAIN by a blatent H4x0r *they are all hackers!* he grumbles under his breath while fumbling with the door lock. As the door swung open, a large parcel, bound with string, flew in and caught our hero a glancing blow on the head. When he had woken up, and got over his concussion, he opened the parcel. Inside was a breeze block with a post-it note attached. The message was short and simple. "Dont mess with the textures". Our hero immediatley recgnised this as a sign. A sign that the textures were striking back!*
Extract from The Great Texture Hunt, volume II - The textures strike back.
Mj
Extract from The Great Texture Hunt, volume II - The textures strike back.
Mj


*Our intrepid hunter jogged through the long grass, which whipped at his legs, and kept tripping him up. He knew what he was looking for, a backround scene, for his new map. He started puffing his way up the large hill, from on which he would take the picture, and gain the ultimate background texture. As he neared the top, the sun started going down. Our hero started sprinting, maybe it this pace he will catch the sunset! When he reached the top, he almost fell over breathless. The sunset was brathtaking! Unfortunatley our hero had athsma and had forgot to bring his inhaler. As he struggled on the top of the hill, gasping for breath, another breezeblock fell on his foot. He cried with agony. There again, was a post-it note, containing the message: "We will return uncaught!" And then as he passed out and died, he realised. Textures loved being free.*
Extract from The Great Texture Hunt, volume III - The Return of the Textures.
Mj
Extract from The Great Texture Hunt, volume III - The Return of the Textures.
Mj




