Hmmm.. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/poet.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":hmm" border="0" alt="poet.gif" />, let's try this,
If you're going to manipulate the textures, you need the TX converter
<a href="http://robotsdontbleed.com/suraknar/tools/txconverter.zip" target="_blank">http://robotsdontbleed.com/suraknar/tools/txconverter.zip</a>
to convert the tga.tx files to tga format, and a photoshop program of some kind to edit the tga. And then use the TX converter to convert them back.
You can use the GM viewer
<a href="http://robotsdontbleed.com/suraknar/tools/ModelView.rar" target="_blank">http://robotsdontbleed.com/suraknar/tools/ModelView.rar</a>
to both identify the GM and export them as obj files that can be altered in a 3d modeling program, converted to vrml files, which can be loaded back into POTC using TOOL
<a href="http://home.arcor.de/swigard/Downloads/TOOL/" target="_blank">http://home.arcor.de/swigard/Downloads/TOOL/</a>
All of these links worked when I tried them. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/dunno.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="

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You know that I'm always happy to assist in any impure undertaking, and I was only half-kidding about the "Quaker Exploit" because I read "screencaptures" as in game pictures, and the monkeys are difficult subjects for pictures because unless you are using the "Quaker Exploit" they keep jumping around and try to poison you! <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/monkeydance.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":mi" border="0" alt="monkeydance.gif" />
Send me a PM if this isn't helpful, and I'll try to set up whatever files you need. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/type_1.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":nk" border="0" alt="type_1.gif" />
Here's a Stephen Crane Poem to make up for the William Carlos Williams poem:
<b>In the desert, with monkeys</b>
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter -- bitter," he answered;
What I wouldn't give for a diet soda!"