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!
Ha as many who will read this won't know I applied to attend Max the Mutt animation school in late august. As of friday last week I have been officialy accepted for year 1 traditional animation in september 2009. HOORAA's are in order. So also I am regretfully bogged down with school work so making anything new whether it be good or not is almost impossible, not to mention a few months have passed since my computer up and died. Which is why i using my sisters laptop. But just as a happy note me and my classmate Kevin are currently on the verge of completely a slight revamp of the classic space invaders. look forward to it in the coming months. Thats all from me then.
It went fine, Mind you i didnt get your post til' today odd?
But you are incorrect you trans-pleb tally bunk scagfuzz. I will kerb your glomp. So i shall dance upon your yiff feasted illcrumpored brigandine chum pot, you feething dretch of crust phlegm.
Were I, perniciously laconic as I shant've heretofore existed, obliged to supply my obligatory portmanteau to thine monkshood machtwerk (a morose machination), then verily the impromptu haberdashery would provide skullduggery, if not nine-fledged shenanigans. Ketchup.
You near do well, thy dare say ketchup in mine presence. You my good sir are a dretch gump lamina gag brick. And i might add that you smell of the bed wife for who has not bathed in a good fort-night. Also to conclude you are a trigger fisted limp gap harbringer goat flesh fungus nipple. Also Your smithy is now in my store room with meat hooks thy Swein Hund
Gargle schtupper. Rat ponce, s'what you art. Vermillion suits your owl phlegm parasol quite platonic. Platonic akin to a Helenist-era larynx! Fell thee rash of canned...
You flabbergasted, incarnadine-tinted, laconic ponce.
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Just a little bit cracked.
But you are incorrect you trans-pleb tally bunk scagfuzz. I will kerb your glomp. So i shall dance upon your yiff feasted illcrumpored brigandine chum pot, you feething dretch of crust phlegm.
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Just a little bit cracked.
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Just a little bit cracked.
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Before the internet, There was god. Then god made man. After a while, Man made The Internet.
Man didn't need a god anymore.
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Before the internet, There was god. Then god made man. After a while, Man made The Internet.
Man didn't need a god anymore.
Yeah, can you tell that I'm sarcastic? I'm sarcastic.
Thanks anyways.
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Just a little bit cracked.
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