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Sun Nov 20, 2011 6:13 pm
Blues says...



Now that WFP is back up, I was trying to use it for the first time. However, it keeps telling me to make a new pad, even though I joined back in July. I remember checking it when I was still new, and I had an account already. What happened to it?

Did it disappear because I changed my username a few days ago? (I asked Jabber to capitalise the B) Either way... how can I rename it so it's like AhmadBlues.writerfeedpad.com or writerfeedpad.com/ahmadblues?

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Sun Nov 20, 2011 6:41 pm
Rosendorn says...



You have to sign in using your old name; it seems to be case sensitive. Just type in the account you had in July and you'll be fine. :)
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Sun Nov 20, 2011 7:00 pm
Blues says...



It still didn't work, but I managed to make one that had my account name. Thanks!
  





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Sun Nov 20, 2011 9:19 pm
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Our of curiosity, how were you accessing the pads?
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Sun Nov 20, 2011 9:55 pm
Payne says...



I have a quick question, and I figured it would be silly to start a whole new topic for it.
When I'm signed into my WFP, my email address shows up. Can anyone else see it? And, if so, is there any way I can change it to one of my other addresses?
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Sun Nov 20, 2011 9:59 pm
Lumi says...



Nope! That is private, and can only be seen by you.
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Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:05 pm
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Ah, alright, that's what I figured. Thanks, Lumi!
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Mon Nov 21, 2011 9:46 am
Blues says...



Rosey Unicorn wrote:Our of curiosity, how were you accessing the pads?


Through going to the actual website and adding /AhmadBlues at the end of it.

Where would security and the other options be? :)
  





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Mon Nov 21, 2011 3:26 pm
Rosendorn says...



The wfp urls go: [username].writerfeedpad.com/[pad number]. (Or, no /[pad number] if you're just going to the home/login page) Which could've been why you were having some problems.

You can also just hover over My YWS and look at the last option: Writerfeed Pad Account. That gets you right to the sign-in window, where you'll need to use your old username.
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