Oh, thou obsessive geeks. I admire you. I sit here, withered away in cynicism like an Aztec mummy, my eyes staring at the internet like desiccated plums. I do not love gaming so much anymore that I would comb a 2500 pixel Halo 3 promo pic and discover, hidden in the texture of the assault rifle, an 18x18 pixel square nursing the Marathon logo. Yet even the dead vortex of my heart feels a slight throb when I marvel upon your crazy obsessed works. Florian Eckhardt

When Artists Want to Mess With Your Head [Bungie]

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