This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing modules.
You can drag and and drop to rearrange.
You can edit modules to customize them.
The left side has modules you can add!
Some modules you can only access when you get a subscription.
Some modules have options that are only available when you get a subscription.
We've split the page into zones!
Certain modules 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!
Hi^^
one question.. what do you use for coloring your great Arts?
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Betrayer... In truth, it was I who was betrayed. Still, I am hunted. Still, I am hated. Now, my blind eyes can see what others cannot. That sometimes the hand of fate must be forced! - Illidan Stormrage
-- Tired and lonely. Sitting and staring Weak and filthy. No longer caring Wasting to nothing. The rubble of you Hoping for something. Poison where love grew
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"My most powerful tool, is my imagination"
[dev Gallery 2006]
one question.. what do you use for coloring your great Arts?
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Betrayer... In truth, it was I who was betrayed. Still, I am hunted. Still, I am hated. Now, my blind eyes can see what others cannot. That sometimes the hand of fate must be forced! - Illidan Stormrage
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"My most powerful tool, is my imagination"
[dev Gallery 2006]
very original and full of magic
you're here for a short time and you already made a career here on DA
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when you get to hell, tell them I sent you
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gallery: [link]
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If you don`t belive me, you have to trust me.
Okay - just recovered from seeing your KICK ASS gallery - So amazing. Just had to fav sum of it!!!
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*Dark-Arts-Asylum's Archangel, Room 676
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Tired and lonely. Sitting and staring
Weak and filthy. No longer caring
Wasting to nothing. The rubble of you
Hoping for something. Poison where love grew
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