October 2001
Celebrating 101 Issues!	
	
Past, Future, Present  ….What will the Clone Wars bring?	
Bound by the Force is a quarterly publication sponsored by Forces of the Empire, a subsidiary of the Alternate Universes Interactive Literature Association, Inc.  All rights reserved.    2001
Photo montage by LadyViper – photos  Lucasfilms Ltd.	

	

	

General Section	Pages 2-3	
     Editorial	Page   2	
     Announcements	Page  3	
     Movie & Book Characters	Page   3   	
Alliance Commnet	Pages 4-//	
Imperial Commlink	Pages //-//	
The Press	Pages //-// 	
           The Galactic Inquirer	Pages //-//	
          The Imperial News Network	Pages //-//	
Consular Communique	Pages //-//	
Scum & Villainy	Pages //-//	

		
		
Deadlines for Issue 102	
Submit to General Section	  Dec?????August 30	
Submit Galactic Transmissions	August 30	
Submit to Division Section	August 30	
Submit Division to Editor	September 5	
Go to Press	September 15	
Mailing	  JAN?????October  1	
These dates may change at the discretion of the new newsletter editor!	
	
Cartoons, artwork, jokes, top ten lists, etc., all contributions gratefully accepted.  Email is preferred except for artwork.  Snail mail originals – they will be mailed back intact.  Thanks!  ( Penstar360@aol.com )	

	
Sept/Oct, 2001	
Howdy!  

      Well September wasn’t the best month for many, in my personal life and in the USA. I had a lost in my family and I’m sure others may have as well. But we are all strong and can move on. SO I won’t say much more on this. AS for this newsletter…Bound by the Force. Its been the biggest pain to do. My word program croaked, with Windows joining in. BUT I prevailed. As you can tell its done. ITS not the best, but HEY I tried with all the RL things that happened I just have to say thank Terri for all her help on the layout and for faking this … er I mean…. well you all know what I mean. I’m letting Rachel say afew words now that I’ve gave my demented spiel. May the Force be with you, Always,  LadyViper

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Leia Organa
Lynda Chiarella
35C Thornall St.
Edison, NJ  08837
Lynda_Chiarella@timeinc.
com	
Darth Vader
Allen Falkowski
6265 Maple Island Rd.
Nuncia, MI   49448
Lnlvader@netonecom.net	
Jaina Solo
Mandi Hall
8 Hospital Rd
Whangarei, New Zealand
Xambra@yahoo.com	

Han Solo
Ken Kiesel
92 Crestview Ave.
Columbus, OH  43202
HanSolo@Columbus.rr.com	
Luke Skywalker
Angela Varesano
9500 60th St., SE
Alto, MI 49302
Ajseshet@netonecom.net	
The Emperor
Debbie Casselbury
3023-E Ingleside Dr.
High Point, NC  27265
SenPalptn@northstate.net	

Leia Organa-Solo
Bernadette Crumb
398 Scouten Rd.
Mansfield, PA  16933
Kerelsen@ptd.net	
Mon Mothma
Christine Bonder
616 Syracuse Ave.
Dayton, OH   45405
2maples@dnaco.net
	
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Dan Bentrup
5325 Brown Gap Rd.
Knoxville, TN  37918
Bentrup@
utcux.utcc.utk.edu	
Winter
Rachel Schmutter
1001 Spring Street #327
Silver Spring, MD  20910
Racheljo@aol.com

Boba Fett
Armand Banooni
687 Glenbrooke Rd. Apt. 8213
Waterford, MI  48327
FOEJARJAR@aol.com 
	Mara Jade
Dora Furlong
121 E Remington Terrace
Raymore, MO 64083
Sparrowh@deathstar.org

Aurra Sing
Vickie (Viper) Swanson
5742 Dennison Rd
Toledo, OH   43615
Penstar360@aol.com	Qui Gon Jinn
Debbie Silverberg
5835 64th Street
Sacramento, CA   95824
(not online)

	

	

	
ANNOUNCEMENTs

     Hello to everyone. I hope all is well within the Division. The Jedi Council has begun to take shape and we are now working on forming the Alliance High Council for our Civilian side. 
     If anyone is interested in playing a character on the High Council contact Ginna Wilcoxen snail mail to: PO Box 352814, Toledo, OH 43635-2814 or e-mail to: Legacydark@aol.com. 
     The Alliance high council is a civilian branch of the Alliance, and our position is more 
legislative than executive. All representatives of the Alliance Council are elected from their homeworlds and or districts. We will have representatives from the Jedi Council, as well as military. The Alliance Council needs representatives of a wide variety; example Foreign 
relations, as well as other divisions.  
     The Council will handle such role-play as the droid rebellion, New
Worlds seeking to join the Alliance,  Galactic Relief RP, Refugee RP,
Trade agreements, etc...

Current members of the High  Council: 

Position	Character	Player	
President	Lee Beckett	Ginna Wilcoxen	
Adega Representative	Grand Duke Toras Einem	Debbie Casselbury	
Manteco Representative	Jezze Helms	James Casselbury                                                                           	

Jedi Council
     The Jedi Council serves an in character and out of character function
within the Alliance Division. 
     In Character the council sends representatives to both the Alliance
Military and Civilian Councils and facilitates requests for assistance
from the Jedi. They also coordinate the training of of Jedi, this effort is led by Luke Skywalker with the Academy. 
     Out of character the council members act as mentors for new members to
the division playing Knights or Apprentices. The Jedi Knight Rep acts as a representative for people playing Jedi Knights, if members have an OOC concern they can voice it to the Jedi Knight Rep and it can be resolved.
     The Jedi Apprentice Rep acts in the same capacity for those playing Jedi Apprentices as teh Jedi Knight Representative Acts.

Current Members of the Jedi Council:

Character	Species	Position	Player	
Luke Skywalker	Human	Master	Season & Angela V.	
Nicolai Rionni	Human	Master	Dora Furlong	
Kalamytha Du'Sau	Human	Master	Ginna Wilcoxen	
Serris Surragar	Valassian	Master: Telepathy	Pat Betz	
Prism Nighthawk	Human	Master: TK	Leslie Dannenberger	
Sa'asarth of clan Kha'atari	Noghri	Master	Rachel S.	
Tory McNeil	Human	Master: Healer	Dora Furlong	
Kirienne Nigheansidhe	Master	Ghost: Advisor	Geri Kittrell	
Qui-Gonn Jinn	Master	Ghost: Advisor	Debbie Silverberg	
Ricia Targen	Human	Jedi Knight Rep	Pat Grant	
Medenna LaRose	Human	Jedi Appr. Rep                                                    	Amanda Wilcoxen	
Lena Galassdow	Ngoma	Jedi Appr. Rep	Phaedra Whitlock	

CHARACTER BIO

Player: Debbie Silverberg

Character Name: Olnah Derrineen Rendar
Homeworld: Tatooine, Southern Sector       	
Age: Around 50 (She hasn't kept track of it) 
Physical Description: Light blonde hair, blue eyes, average height and weight, totally 
     blind since birth. 
Profession: Jedi, Nearly ready for knighthood
Marital Status: Single 		Children: None
Mother: Olnah Rendar, Deceased 		Father: Derell Rendar, Deceased
Education: Local Schools on Tatooine 		IQ: Slightly Above Average
Strengths:  All senses, except eye sight, are finely tuned. She is outspoken about what she believes in. Olnah is very compassionate and comforting to those in need. 
Weaknesses: Strong craving for chocolate when she is facing adverse situations. Sometimes impulsive, tends to 'fly off teh handle'. She has some physical limitations and health concerns: blindness, asthma, occasional muscle and tendon problems. 
Fears: Unfamiliar sounds and textures, bugs and 'creepy crawlies'. 
Likes: Chocolate, Working with her hands/crafts, being with her friends, singing,  waterfights. 
Dislikes: Seeing others unjustly picked on, prissy protocol droids, smartalec males who make passes at her. 
Pet Peeves: People making fun of her and trying to embarrass her because of her southern accent and sayings, and her cultural customs. 
Personality/Temperament: Easy going, most of the time, long fuse: slow to burn temper (When her temper flares, it really flares for a brief time.), loyal, truthful, playful, determined, compassionate. 
Goals in Life:  To be a fully trained Jedi Knight, teacher of others, and to help those in  need. She looks forward to serving as a Jedi Knight wherever she is needed. 
Favotires:        Food: Chocolate             Drink: Tea/Hot Chocolate	
Hobbies: Handicrafts, Singing and Dancing	
Military History: None	
Personal History: Olnah, along with her brother, was raised by her grandmother. Since both of her parents died when she and her brother were small chidlren, she has lived on Tatooine all of her life. She has small traces Corellian ancestry. She was taught the 'old  ways' by her grandmother. Her brother, Jarred Derrell, worked for the Trade Federation; he was based on Alderaan. She was starting her Jedi training as the New Republic was being formed.  Dash Rendar is a relative of hers from a distant branch of the family. Olnah had a very brief encounter with the Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn, before his death, and a young Anakin Skywalker. 
Favorite Posessions: A guide droid, BC1, (It looks a lot like R2D2 but is green instead of blue and has female qualities.) The droid was given to her by her brother on one of his visits home from Alderaan. BC1 has many special enhancements: Chips for recording voice prints, BC1 can impersonate any voice after recording the voice prints. BC1 is also a personal assistant to Olnah. 
Special Note: Olnah goes along with tradition as long as it does not interfere with things getting done in a crisis or if there is a quicker, simpler way to do something. 
**NOTE** Olnah has been given a specially modified ship which is maintained and piloted by BC1. The ship is her sanctuary not to be touched by others wihtout her consent. She uses the cargo storage areas to store craft supplies and a stash of chocolate.

The Perfect Gift
By Bernadette Crumb

     "I'm going to Mallworld, "Leia announced over the unusually quiet breakfast table the morning that Jaina had left on her mission.   She spooned cereal into Bail's open mouth, and applied a napkin to his chin when he spluttered it back out at her.
     "Hmmm?"  Han looked up from his barely touched plate.
     "I'm taking Bail and going to Mallworld to get the twins' birthday gifts.  As long as I'm right here, there's going to be people pestering me, despite my announcement that I'm taking a sabbatical from diplomatic missions while this little one is a baby.  And, if you have no objections, I want to continue on to Yavin and open up the house there."  She eyed her husband as he stared across the table at her.  "I know you want to see Bail and me away from the fleet during this impending battle.  And Luke has been bugging me about getting back to my Jedi training so I'll be prepared the next time I encounter a Sith."
     "Sounds good to me.  But leave Winter here so she can shuttle messages back and forth, okay?"  Han pushed his plate away and stood up.
     He still looked so good to her, Leia suddenly thought.  Yes, he was grayer  and the character lines on his face were deeper as he'd aged, but  underneath it all, beneath the responsible Alliance Fleet Admiral and  battle leader, was the brash young Corellian who had stolen her heart on  the plasteel decks of the Death Star, even if she hadn't realized it 
then.  She handed Bail his spoon to bang on the tray of his high chair and  went around the table to wrap her arms around her husband.  "Be careful,"  she told him softly, pulling his mouth down to her for a deep kiss.
     Han's arms went tightly around her and she melted into the kiss, wishing  that duty wasn't pulling him away from her in a few minutes.  When he put  her away from him, both of them breathing heavily, she told him, "I love you."
     Han blinked a moment then grinned down at her. "I know."  He kissed her  lightly on the mouth once more and left the apartment for the Admiralty  offices.
     Bail's squeal behind her dragged Leia back to the present, but the  unexpected chill his words left with her remained as her memories of the  lurid, hell-like carbon freeze chamber on Bespin flared up behind her eyes.  She pulled the bowl of cereal away from the baby's grabbing fingers  and wondered why she'd felt a presentiment of tragedy in their exchange of  words.
* * * * *
     Leia sighed as she left her ship on Mallworld, carrying Bail in a sling  across her chest.  Threepio followed a step behind and to her right, while  her security detail managed to blend into the crowd of shoppers, giving her  the illusion of privacy.
     She'd spent most of the trip planning the "coming of age" dinner that the 
family was going to host for Jaina and Jacen at the beginning of the  following month.  I can hardly believe they are going to be eighteen years  old!
     The problem was what to get them for gifts.  Clothing was not an option as  both teens had their own ideas of what they liked that didn't necessarily match what Leia's taste was.  She wanted to give them something that would  be a good remembrance of this very important day; something they could look at or use and have good memories arise.
     The assumed incognito of the place was relaxing.  Even though she knew that  the shop assistants knew who she was, they were careful not to show  it.  Being addressed as "Madame" instead of "your highness" was appealing  and Leia found amusement at the way the manager at the place she found  Jacen's gift called her Mrs. Solo when she handed him her credit voucher.
     She hoped that Jacen would like the sculpture of the Corellian wild  cat.  It seemed just yesterday that he was getting in trouble for one of  his collected creatures getting loose and into the household wiring.  But  finding an appropriate gift for Jaina proved to be much more difficult.
     Leia bought things for Han and collected a variety of new clothing for Bail  who was rapidly outgrowing everything she had at home for him.  Threepio was quickly becoming burdened down with shopping bags as the morning went  on, but the right gift for Jaina remained elusive.  Finally, as Bail began  to get fussy, she decided to go to J'Adore's for lunch.  Perhaps she'd have better luck once she'd eaten.
     A large crowd of brightly garbed tourists from a package tour thronging the center of the corridor forced her to the side when she was almost to the tea shop.  She actually bumped against the front window of a jewelry store trying to avoid being run down.  One of the members of her security detailcaught her by the elbow to steady her, and as Leia turned to thank the young man, she got a glimpse of something silver and blue in the shop window.
     A flash of memory of the year she had come of age, shortly before she'd left on that ill-fated mission to transfer the Death Star plans, caught her.  Her father, Bail Organa, had presented her with an old tooled leather box at the breakfast table on the morning of her birthday.  When she'd  opened it, she'd fallen immediately in love with the Alderaani lapis 
pendant that lay nestled on white silk.  The silver chain it depended from was decorated with tiny carved flowers, also in lapis.  The last time she'd seen it was on her dressing table in her palace bedroom the morning that she'd left Alderaan for what would be the last time.  It had belonged to her mother--foster mother, she amended--and had come down through five generations of Alderaani nobilty through coming-of-age-days.  If anything of the necklace remained, it was now atoms in orbit around Alderaan's star.
     Rather than continue to J'Adore's, Leia ducked into the jewelry store, waving for Threepio and the detail to remain outside.
     The proprietor bowed to her and in a smooth, ultra-cultured voice, asked if he could assist her.
     "The Alderaani Lapis necklace in the window."  Leia seated herself at one of the silver filigree tables while the urbane man fetched the item to her.
     The box was old, she saw, similar to the tooled leather that had held her own lost necklace.  But the jewelry itself was quite different.  It was even older in style, by at least five generations, she recognized from her long ago childhood art history lessons.  A disk of rich blue lapis had been cut into seven nesting circles, each uniquely carved, separated by three tiny silver beads between each loop, and an ornately twisted silver wire connected the pendant to a choker-length chain which was really seven strands of fine silver chain with smooth blue lapis beads scattered throughout the plait.  The ends connected to two drilled bars of lapis which slid together like a puzzle piece.
     She lifted the treasure from its nest of antique off-white silk, and closed  her eyes, extending her senses into the necklace.  It wasn't always possible to pick up a sense of an item's previous owners with a reading like this, but the necklace turned out to be a font of emotional stores, all pleasant and happy.  There was a strong sense of elderly hands fastening the necklace around the throat of a young woman.  An image of  smooth young fingers touching the elderly ones made Leia smile and even before she opened her eyes, she said, "I'll take it."
* * * * *
     Leia didn't give the small bag with the necklace to Threepio to carry, but tucked it into Bail's sling as she continued down the passageway to J'Adore's Tea Shop.  The hostess was kind enough to seat her in a relatively secluded booth, but one where she could have a full view of the restaurant and her security detail could keep an eye on her and still give 
her the illusion of privacy.  She splurged on a tall, tapered mug of gourmet hot chocolate and a large plate of a variety of cream cakes.   She discreetly nursed Bail while enjoying her own lunch, feeling triumphant at the finding of the antique necklace.
     Then, the door to the tea shop opened and she saw a familiar looking woman enter with a little girl in tow.  They headed right toward her table.

To Be Continued

Filk Song: Bold Corellia
By Geri Kittrell 
Tune: Maritime trad.

On Bold Corellia I was born
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
Bold Correllia, The smuglers home
Bound for Bold Corellia

As I walked out one mornin fair
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
Twas when I saw a ship so fair
Bound for bold Corellia

Chorus:
Haul away you rovin kings
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
Haul away you're bound to sing
Bound for bold Corellia

If there's one thing that grieves my mind
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
It's leacing my fair lass (lad) behind
Bound for bold Corellia

And when I sailed the starry sea
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
Why she (he) said she'd (he'd) be true to me
Bound for bold Corellia

Haul away you rovin kings
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
Haul away you're bound to sing
Bound for bold Corellia

We snuggle all night, we smuggle all day
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
We'll smuggle our young lives away
Haul away you're bound to sing
Bound for bold Corellia

And if we're caught some awful morn
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
I'm sure we'll wish we never born
Bound for bold Corellia

Haul away you rovin kings
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
Haul away you're bound to sing
Bound for bold Corellia

I wish I was on Corellia's land
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
A glass of brandy in my hand
Bound for bold Corellia

Haul away you rovin kings
We'll heave away, we'll haul away
Haul away you're bound to sing
Bound for bold Corellia
Bound for bold Corellia
Bound for bold Corellia

Note: Add in some quiet, well scattered, lusty, pirate noises, aarrghh!!!! , aarrghh!!!

    	
	
DELETE after new	
	
ArquillaLabs Acquires Acme

By Perry Wyte

     In a stunning move that more than doubles its portfolio, ArquillaLabs Ltd., has succeeded in a hostile takeover of Acme, Inc.  ArquillaLabs, one of the Empire’s premiere suppliers of  agricultural supplies, pharmaceuticals, _ruids, and anti-terrorist technologies, is now poised to dominate the market throughout the galaxy, rather than being limited to the central core of the Empire.
     The shareholders of Acme, Inc., were in a secret meeting, discussing defection to the Rebel Alliance when Col. Michael Logan of the Imperial Guard arrived with a squadron of troopers to escort the treasonous trio to their well-deserved fate.  Logan  turned the meeting over to Kevin Dylanta, the CEO of ArquillaLabs.  Nonmajority shareholders were paid a generous sum for their holdings.
      Now, ArquillaLabs can add rocket-powered roller skates, nuclear catapults, earthquake pills and guided anvils to their line of technologic expertise.  “I am sure that the addition of the Acme Laboratories will be a symbol of positive growth in a new direction for ArquillaLabs,” said Mr. Dylanti.	Tax Increase Expected

By Thomas Loyola

     Imperial citizens are being asked to voluntarily increase their tax payments by up to ten percent for this fiscal tax year.  The request comes from the Imperial Treasury, whose Minister,  Adam Hathoti,  notes, “It’s just been a bad year for expenses.  There is the redecoration of the Palace, but there were also many humanitarian projects that the Empire had to fund.”  
     Disaster relief, for planets devastated by the fighting, and medical research and care to fight the several plagues released by the Rebels during their retreats, as well as the Imperial standing budget, have all conspired to drain the Imperial treasury.  Loyal citizens are asked to tighten their belts and give as much as they can.  Any donations can be made to the specially assigned stormtroopers, who will be assigned to stand on street corners, ringing little bells to indicate they are official donation sites.  
     “The situation is not desperate, yet,” Minister Hathoti says. “We would like to keep it from becoming a dire situation.”  The minister also noted that those who do not donate voluntarily will be taxed at a 20 percent rate to make up the shortfall.	
	
Rebel Sympathizer Poisons
Sith Sisters with newest illegal street drug!
By Sondra Locke

     A Rebel sympathizer, who infiltrated the Imperial Academy of Engineers, slipped a near-fatal dose of XTC Spice into the drinks of all five of the Commandant’s daughters.  Ladies May, Missie, Kay, Dee and Cordia Kahn were rushed to the Academy Medical Center where the finest physicians in the Empire labored desperately to save all their lives.
     Commandant Lord Oscar Kahn, a retired Captain in the Imperial Ground Forces, launched an investigation immediately, while his wife, the Lady Jessica Kahn, hovered anxiously at her daughters’ bedsides.  The young ladies did manage to pull through, but at a terrible physical cost.  Due to the ravages of the drug, and the measures necessary to save their lives, the Kahn sisters will likely be out of social circulation for several months.
     Lord Kahn’s investigation revealed that cadet Nikolas Byerly was the guilty party.  Byerly was the cadet commander of the Third Vacuum Engineers squadron, and would have graduated in three months.  It was also found that the majority of that squadron were also not only Rebel sympathizers, but users of XTC Spice, the newest dangerous street drug that is refined from Kessel spice.  
     These revelations have promoted Lord Kahn to initiate newer, stricter security protocols at the Academy of Engineers, and he vowed to find the dealers of the XTC Spice, wherever they might be.  He is cooperating fully with the Imperial Drug Enforcement.	Medical Personnel Organize-
Reform Galactic Relief?

By Matthew Brady

     Medical professionals throughout the galaxy are attempting to organize, mainly so that they might deal with the vast numbers of sick and wounded, as a result of the continual assaults by Rebel Forces.  This humanitarian effort, which is fully supported by the Empire, involves nearly all the medical agencies in the galaxy.  Vast amounts are being donated by Imperial corporations for this effort.
     It is ironic to note that while the law-abiding citizens of the Empire are quite forthcoming in their generosity, and will to alleviate some of the suffering of the people at the various fronts, no similar effort has been made by the Alliance.  The Rebels’ only answer to this widespread problem is to evacuate entire populations to different worlds.  While this does, indeed, remove people from harm, it also necessitates leaving behind most material assets, as well as farm animals and families’ beloved pets. It also leaves said assets unattended and unguarded, leaving ripe pickings for thieves and smugglers.
     The Imperial Medical Society has forcefully condemned the Rebels  for their lack of concern about the innocent victims.  “For all their professed humanitarian interests, the Rebels show little concern for those made helpless by their activities.” Said Dr. Hickem Young, Head of the IMS.

		

	
FoE  Chief of Operations
Seth Bonder
616 Syracuse Ave
Dayton, OH   45405
bonderfly@aol.com	FoE Deputy Chief of Operations
Debbie Casselbury
3023-E Ingleside Dr.
High Point, NC 27265
SenPalptn@aol.com
	FoE Division Secretary

Rachel Schmutter
1001 Spring St. #327
Sliver Spring, MD  20910
Racheljo@aol.com	
FoE Division Treasurer
Suzanne Anders
AUILA/FOE 
c/o ZENA CARSON 
P. O. Box 131071 
Dayton, Ohio 45413-1071 
starfire@dnaco.net	FoE Division Public Relations
Joe Dorrfner
Foephoenix@aol.com	FoE Division Persona Coordinator
Dora Furlong
121 E. Remington Terrace
Raymore, MO 64083
Sparrowh@deathstar.org
	
FoE Internet Coordinator
&  BBRPC 
Patrick Furlong
121 E Remington Terrace
Raymore, MO 64083
pfurlong@deathstar.org	FoE Alliance Division Leader
Dora Furlong
121 E. Remington Terrace 
Raymore, MO 64083
Sparrowh@deathstar.org	FoE Diplomatic Division Leader
  Janice Mergenhagen
  157 Brinkman
  Buffalo NY  14211
  Phantomjam@aol.com
	
FoE Imperial Division Leader
James Casselbury
3023-E Ingleside Dr.
High Point, NC  27265
GovCasselb@aol.com	FoE Mercenary
Division Leader
Leslie Danneberger
7205 Leesburg Pike
Falls Church VA 22043
Minorchaos@aol.com	FoE Galactic Inquirer

Terri Ruwe
4090 Klepinger Rd
Dayton OH  45416
sandman@dnaco.net	
FoE Imperial News Network
Mike Arquilla
4090 Klepinger Rd
Dayton OH  45416
sandman@dnaco.net
	FoE  BBTF Newsletter
Editors: Rachel Smutter
Racheljo@aol.com
&
Vickie (Viper) Swanson
Penstar360@aol.com

	Tales of the Cantina

Ginna Wilcoxin
P.O. Box 352814
Toledo, OH     43635
LegacyDark@aol.com

	
	
The Empire
James Casselbury
3023_E Ingleside
High Point NC 27265	

	Diplomatic Embassy
Janice Mergenhagen
157 Brinkman St
Buffalo NY  14211	

Free Spacers
Mercenary Guild
Leslie Danneberger
7205 Leesburg Pike
Falls Church VA 
                        22043		
The Rebel Alliance
Dora Furlong
121 E Remington Terrace
Raymore, MO 64083

Network News Divisions	
INN
Mike Arquilla
4090 Klepinger Rd
Dayton OH  45416	Galactic Inquirer
Terri Ruwe
4090 Klepinger Rd
Dayton OH  45416	TKIN
Terri Ruwe
4090 Klepinger Rd
Dayton OH  45416	
	
Club Services	
Tales From the Cantina
Ginna Wilcoxin
P.O. Box 352814
Toledo, OH     43635	FoE Internet
Patrick Furlong
121 E Remington Terrace
Raymore, MO 64083	Persona Coordinator
Dora Furlong
121 E. Remington
Raymore, MO 64083

MediaWest*Con BBRPC
See Internet	
Newsletter BBTF
Viper Swanson
5742 Dennison Rd. 
Toledo, OH 43615
Penstar360@aol.com
	
PR/Club Flyers
Joe Dorrfner
Foephoenix@aol.com	
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