This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
You can edit widgets to customize them.
The left side has widgets you can add!
Some widgets you can only access when you get a premium membership.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get a premium membership.
We've split the page into zones!
Certain widgets can only be added to certain zones.
"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
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Church: "We're sending over our medic. Now what do we get?" Simmons: "You? Your surrendering. You don't get anything except humiliation and ridicule." Tucker: "We've already got that!" -Red Vs Blue
thanks for the fav. thier are some others on thier to
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So give me a reason!! to prove me wrong! to wash this memory clean! Let the floods cross. the distance in your eyes! Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the space between. let it be enough to reach the truth that lies!!
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KEEP THE PENCIL HAND STRONG
1314 OUT
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There's a big difference between hating something and not agreeing with it.
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"It's gibberishdoo!"
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"More proof that either the universe has gone insane, or I have. I vote for the universe." ~Vakama, "Time Trap"
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Nothing says "love" like a giant robotic platypus...
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They may say "Wow, That sucks!"... But at least they'll say "Wow."
"I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by." -Douglas Adams
=AnalogShots Digital cameras beware!
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Church: "We're sending over our medic. Now what do we get?"
Simmons: "You? Your surrendering. You don't get anything except humiliation and ridicule."
Tucker: "We've already got that!"
-Red Vs Blue
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So give me a reason!! to prove me wrong! to wash this memory clean! Let the floods cross. the distance in your eyes! Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the space between. let it be enough to reach the truth that lies!!
Across this New Divide
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