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!
So the Pearl, Any idea on how to get her out? We shall need a crossbow, an hourglass, three goats, one of us must learn to play the trumpet, whilst the other one goes like this. I know a man with a goat. Good, I can go like this.
Hello. My name is not Teddy. It's Richard. I am dead. I am also very talented because I am typing this even though I'm dead. Since I'm dead, I did what every dead seven year old boy would do. I typed up this nifty chain-letter on deviantART. Okay, here we go. I am Richard. Once you read this, you cannot stop, even though it's very possible for you to simply move your eyeballs away and move on the the next comment. I died peacefully while in a coma, but, despite that, I have no eyes and blood all over my face that I apparently am not able to wipe off. Anyway, if you don't post this to -INSERT RANDOM NUMBER HERE- pages I will do nothing because I am dead. So please post this chain letter because, like I said, I will do nothing to you and you don't want that to happen because I am a dead seven year old boy named Richard.
Sta.sh
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*rolls away*
I am Richard. Once you read this, you cannot stop, even though it's very possible for you to simply move your eyeballs away and move on the the next comment.
I died peacefully while in a coma, but, despite that, I have no eyes and blood all over my face that I apparently am not able to wipe off. Anyway, if you don't post this to -INSERT RANDOM NUMBER HERE- pages I will do nothing because I am dead. So please post this chain letter because, like I said, I will do nothing to you and you don't want that to happen because I am a dead seven year old boy named Richard.
I thought this was a plz account.
No this is madness!
But I wanted this to be deviantART... - I wanted this to be Sparta...
Too bad.
But Sparta......
What? - What the fuck is this?
This is politics.
No. This is MADNESS.
No, I'm pretty sure this is politics.
Sparta?
NO! This is MADNESS!
Why?
Because I said it is!
This is retarded.
No, I believe this an arguement.
No shit, Sherlock.
Bawwwwwwwwww, I wanted this to be yiff...
Baww, I wanted this to be yiff too...
Pedobear, theres a trap door right there, now go away.
Awwwwww....
This isn't madness, its pol-a-tix.
I'm stuck.
LOOK, YOU IDIOT, THIS IS MADNESS!
Hello? Somebody?
Politics.
Madness!
sparta?
HELP?
Politics!
MADNESS.
Bawwwwww. They're still fighting...
NO SHIT.
Jinx, you owe me a soda.
God damn it.
Pooooolitics.
Madness.
Politics!
Madness!
Oh, my fucking...
Screw this.
Wha-oh shit...
I win!
Is it over?
Yeah, its over.
Thank god.
But what about sparta?
Who cares?
Well, that's the end, kids. Story time is over.
I'm sad that's its over...