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 bottom 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!
Current Residence: Montreal, Quebec deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium Favourite genre of music: Melodic death metal, EBM, industrial Favourite photographer: Ralph Gibson Favourite style of art: Black & White, Fetish Portrait, Horror and Macabre Operating System: Windows XP Media Center MP3 player of choice: Ipod + Itunes Favourite cartoon character: Batman as seen in The Dark Knight Returns Personal Quote: Innocence will be lost!
-- The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin) --------------------------------------------------- Personal website:Delirium
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There is two things I hate in video games: invisible walls and NPC kids!! No name, no ennemy. Welcome to the forgotten world. J'ai les mains moites, les pieds poites, la tête toite et la bite boite.
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Le regard d'un enfant n'apaise pas le canon d'un fusil. Les soldats libérateurs de leur propre ruine construite et fortuite par eux-même ne font pleurer que le reste du monde...
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Le regard d'un enfant n'apaise pas le canon d'un fusil. Les soldats libérateurs de leur propre ruine construite et fortuite par eux-même ne font pleurer que le reste du monde...
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Le regard d'un enfant n'apaise pas le canon d'un fusil. Les soldats libérateurs de leur propre ruine construite et fortuite par eux-même ne font pleurer que le reste du monde...