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BraveGun
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The2ndBoy
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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!
Thanks for watching me ^___^ *looks around wondering if you have any artworks to share*
-- She breaks a bottle, lets it slip As if the whipping wind could lash, Could drag it gently from her grip-- She smiles, and the green shards flash between her parted lips.
sorry i don't have any thing to display for the moment just wanted the ability to comment on other peoples work so i needed and account might put some written work up.
-- She breaks a bottle, lets it slip As if the whipping wind could lash, Could drag it gently from her grip-- She smiles, and the green shards flash between her parted lips.
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Unfortunatly life doesn't have a difficultly setting in the options screen
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She breaks a bottle, lets it slip
As if the whipping wind could lash,
Could drag it gently from her grip--
She smiles,
and the green shards flash
between her parted lips.
just wanted the ability to comment on other peoples work so i needed and account might put some written work up.
--
She breaks a bottle, lets it slip
As if the whipping wind could lash,
Could drag it gently from her grip--
She smiles,
and the green shards flash
between her parted lips.
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