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Sat Jun 04, 2011 2:06 pm
shiney1 says...



What happened to the clubs you admin if you delete your account?
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Sat Jun 04, 2011 2:10 pm
Rosendorn says...



Since you can't really delete your account, nothing! However, Nate's working on creating multiple admins and being able to replace admins, if you're worried about activity. :) But that's still a work in progress.
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Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:50 pm
Lauren2010 says...



Rosey Unicorn wrote:Since you can't really delete your account, nothing! However, Nate's working on creating multiple admins and being able to replace admins, if you're worried about activity. :) But that's still a work in progress.

A work in progress that is now a reality!

Just check out the admin tab of the club and you can designate additional admins and even officers for whatever purpose you'd like for the club.
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Fri Aug 12, 2011 1:55 am
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Mikko says...



And how about if you wish to delete a club?
when she needs to shelter from reality she takes a dip in my daydreams
  





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Fri Aug 12, 2011 1:56 am
Mikko says...



*your own club, mind you.
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