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BRP Inotech is collaborating with LAVA in our mission to drive innovation and sustainability through our IPR Services. This partnership underscores our commitment to responsible e-waste management, ensuring a cleaner and greener future for all. Together, we believe we can make a significant impact on the environment while fostering technological advancements.

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Empowering Innovation: How Intellectual Property Rights Services Drive Business Success

In today's competitive business landscape, innovation is key to driving growth and staying ahead of the curve. Intellectual property (IP) plays a crucial role in protecting and monetizing innovative ideas, products, and processes. Intellectual Property Rights (IPR) services are instrumental in safeguarding these assets and ensuring that businesses can reap the full benefits of their innovations. This article explores how IPR services empower innovation and drive business success.

What is Intellectual Property Rights

Intellectual Property Rights (IPR) refer to legal rights that protect creations of the mind, such as inventions, literary and artistic works, designs, symbols, names, and images used in commerce. These rights enable creators and innovators to control the use of their creations and reap financial rewards from their investment in innovation.

The Role of IPR Services in Business Success

1. Protection of Innovations

IPR services help businesses protect their innovations through patents, trademarks, copyrights, and trade secrets. By securing these rights, businesses can prevent competitors from copying or using their ideas without permission, thereby safeguarding their competitive advantage.

2. Monetization of Intellectual Property

IPR services assist businesses in monetizing their intellectual property by licensing or selling their rights to third parties. This can be a significant source of revenue for businesses, allowing them to capitalize on their innovations and expand their market reach.

3. Risk Management

IPR services help businesses manage the risks associated with intellectual property infringement. By conducting thorough IP audits and clearance searches, businesses can identify and mitigate potential risks before they escalate into costly legal disputes.

4. Enhancing Market Value

IPR services enhance the market value of businesses by establishing a strong intellectual property portfolio. A robust IP portfolio not only attracts investors and partners but also increases the valuation of the business in the eyes of potential buyers.

5. Fostering Innovation Culture

IPR services play a crucial role in fostering a culture of innovation within organizations. By rewarding employees for their innovative ideas and providing them with the necessary legal protection, businesses can encourage creativity and drive continuous improvement.

Case Studies: How IPR Services Drive Business Success

1. Pharmaceutical Industry

In the pharmaceutical industry, patents are essential for protecting new drugs and treatments. Pharmaceutical companies invest heavily in research and development (R&D) to bring new drugs to market. IPR services help these companies secure patents for their innovations, allowing them to recoup their R&D costs and generate profits.

2. Technology Sector

In the technology sector, patents are crucial for protecting new technologies and inventions. Companies like Apple, Google, and Microsoft rely on patents to protect their innovative products and services. IPR services help these companies navigate the complex patent landscape and defend their intellectual property against infringement.

3. Entertainment Industry

In the entertainment industry, copyrights are essential for protecting artistic works such as music, films, and books. Copyright infringement is a significant concern for artists and creators, and IPR services play a vital role in protecting their rights and ensuring fair compensation for their work.

Conclusion Intellectual Property Rights (IPR) services are instrumental in empowering innovation and driving business success. By protecting and monetizing intellectual property, IPR services enable businesses to leverage their innovations for competitive advantage and financial gain. As businesses continue to innovate and expand into new markets, the role of IPR services will only become more critical. Embracing IPR services as a strategic business tool is essential for businesses seeking to thrive in today's innovation-driven economy. Contact Us for more Information.

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Avoid Costly Mistakes: Tips for Selecting the Right IPR Lawyer in India

In today's fast-paced world, protecting your intellectual property rights (IPR) is crucial. Whether you're an individual creator or a business owner, safeguarding your inventions, designs, and creative works is essential for long-term success. However, navigating the complexities of intellectual property law can be daunting, and making mistakes in the process can be costly. That's why selecting the Best IPR Lawyers in India is paramount. In this comprehensive guide, we'll explore valuable tips to help you make an informed decision and avoid expensive pitfalls along the way.

Understanding Intellectual Property Rights

Before delving into the process of selecting an IPR lawyer, it's essential to have a basic understanding of what intellectual property rights entail. Intellectual property encompasses patents, trademarks, copyrights, and trade secrets, all of which grant exclusive rights to creators and inventors over their creations.

Importance of Legal Expertise

Navigating the intricacies of intellectual property law requires specialized legal expertise. An experienced IPR lawyer can provide invaluable guidance on protecting your intellectual assets, enforcing your rights, and defending against infringement.

Researching Potential Lawyers

Start your search by compiling a list of potential IPR lawyers. Utilize online resources, legal directories, and referrals from colleagues to identify reputable attorneys with expertise in intellectual property law.

Evaluating Experience and Specialization

When assessing potential lawyers, prioritise those with a proven track record in handling cases similar to yours. Look for specialisation in relevant areas such as patent law, trademark registration, or copyright protection.

Assessing Communication and Compatibility

Effective communication is paramount in any legal partnership. Choose an IPR lawyer who listens attentively to your concerns, explains complex legal concepts clearly, and demonstrates genuine interest in your case.

Discussing Fees and Payment Structure

Before committing to legal representation, discuss fees and payment structures upfront. Transparency regarding billing practices and cost estimates will help avoid misunderstandings down the line.

Meeting in Person for Consultation

Schedule initial consultations with potential lawyers to gauge their expertise and assess your comfort level with them. Meeting in person allows for a more personalized interaction and facilitates better decision-making.

Negotiating Terms and Contracts

Once you've identified a suitable candidate, negotiate the terms of engagement and review the legal contract carefully. Ensure that all terms, including scope of work, timelines, and fees, are clearly outlined and agreed upon.

Finalizing Your Decision

After thorough consideration and deliberation, make an informed decision based on the factors that matter most to you. Trust your instincts and choose the IPR lawyer who instills confidence and aligns with your goals.

Conclusion

Selecting the right IPR lawyer is an important step toward protecting your intellectual property rights and avoiding potentially costly mistakes. The complex area of intellectual property law requires attention to detail and skilled advice, making the selection of an IPR lawyer important. By following the advice in this article and doing extensive research, you'll have the resources you need to make an informed decision, laying the foundation for protecting and maximizing the value of your creative endeavors. With the right legal advice by your side, you not only minimize the risks associated with intellectual property conflicts, but also pave the way for you to profit from the full potential of your ideas.

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Now at IPR: Lichcraft

A breakout success in the the UK.

Nominated for Polygon's top Indie RPGs of 2020, and many more.

Back in print and as relevant as ever, this breakout game by designer Laurie O'Connel is set in a fantasy United Kingdom. Here, you play transgender necomrancers, seeking immortality in order to get to the end of a 300 year long NHS (National Health Service) waiting list.

This is a game about spite, necromancy, and being queer. Although the game itself deals with serious themes, it is set up to be tongue-in-cheek, satirical, and intimate.

"The Year is 2069. The setting is Great Britain. The Tories have been in power since 2010.

Due to National Health Service cuts, trans healthcare has become increasingly hard to access. The waiting list for a first appointment at a gender identity clinic is now 300 years. They don’t want to outright refuse you; that would imply that the health service is over capacity or underfunded. Instead they will simply add you to the end of the list and wait for you to die.

But they are fools. For you have learned the secrets of immortality. And you will get to the end of that waiting list, even if it means waiting another millennium…"

https://www.indiepressrevolution.com/xcart/Lichcraft-Print-PDF.html

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Cool, Calm, and Collegiate ch 1

It's @blupjeansweek!! Lup's returning to IPRE summer school for the first time since she attended it as a kid. Some of her colleagues are pretty awful, but one of them... Well... He's very interesting.

Find here or on ao3

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Lup [14:45]

Made it safe, don’t burn the plants down and remember to water the kitchen.

Taako [14:45]

Instructions unclear. Filling bath with mayonnaise.

Lup [14:46]

You’re the worst <3

Taako [14:47]

Stop texting me and go teach kids space magic or whatever.

Lup [14:48]

You need to know I’m flipping you off right now.

Taako [14:48]

Never doubted you for a second, now go do your thing. Be safe, don’t talk to dogs, pet a lot of strangers.

Lup [14:48]

<3

Taako [14:48]

<3

Lup double checks the instructions, then stows her phone in her pocket, adjusts her rucksack, and definitely doesn’t give herself a pep talk, she doesn’t need to, she’s Lup fuckin’ Taako. They’re lucky to have her. These kids are gonna know so many things about space and magic and no one’s gonna act like she doesn’t belong.

“Eward! It’ll mess up my hair!” A tall elf looks perturbed as Edward, (her twin? Judging by the fact they look like mirror images they have to be, plus, twin recognises twin) holds out a satchel bag.

“It’s your bag, Lydia, dear.” Edward, clearly an optimist, continues to hold it out.

“Can’t Harry get it?”

“Oh yes. I’m sure he can come and sort this out.” Edward makes a sweeping gesture to the ever growing pile of bags and cases the poor taxi driver is piling on the pavement.

“I’ll call him.” Lydia snaps open her clutch.

Lup’s transfixed by her acid green nails and the wildly impractical heels. Not to mention Edward’s wearing a short sleeved suit jacket with embroidered shorts that Taako would kill for… how rude is it to photograph strangers?

“Harry… yes… sure, whatever… uh huh… well you’ll be glad to know that we’re here… yes… so can you come be a darling and get our bags?... I’m not sure that Daddy would like to hear that you’re being so unfriendly on our very first day… Thank you so much darling, we’ll see you soon.” Lydia grimaces and slides the phone back into her bag and shakes her head at Edward. “Such poor service here.”

It takes everything in Lup not to say something. Sure, their fashion sense is glorious, but they’re a caricature of awful if this is how they treat people. Lup’s ready to swing on poor Harold’s behalf. Not to mention the taxi driver they definitely didn’t tip, just waved her off once she’d finished hauling their ridiculous bags out of the minivan.

“Oh there you are, Harry, we’re just over here. Don’t worry about not being out front to meet us.” Edward smiles broadly, as if he’s not aware of precisely how much of a dick he’s being.

Lup’s willing to wager he knows exactly what he’s doing.

Harry though, assuming that’s the guy in the blue jeans who just walked reluctantly out of the front of the building, doesn’t look so confident. “Uh. Hi Lydia, Edward.” He tugs at the sleeves of his white shirt, clearly uncomfortable.

“So good to see you again.” Lydia says without looking at him.

“This is everything.” Edward points, as if there were a chance Harry might have missed the small mountain of wealth piled at the side of the road.

“And you need me to, uh, get some luggage trolleys?” Harry, poor sweet Harry, asks.

“If that’s what you need to move them to our rooms.” Edward shrugs, already scrolling on his phone.

“Did you check us in?” Lydia asks.

“Er… the accommodation office is…” Harry starts.

“Oh darling, these heels aren’t made for walking, are you sure you can’t just bring us the keys and let us know where we’re going?” Lydia titters and flutters her eyelashes at him.

Lup sends a beam of strength to Harry. Don’t fall for it, my dude, make them do their own life admin. You’ve go this.

“The accommodation office is over there.” Harry points.

Yes! Go, Harry, get ‘em!

“But darling, how will you know where to take our bags if you don’t check us in?” Edward asks, not looking up from his phone.

Lup watches the fight drain out of him. He fought a good fight…

“I’ll go to the accommodation office, which is over there.” Harry bites out.

At least he’s not trying to pretend he’s not pissed off any more. This is most definitely and absolutely not his job, for sure. Lup was under no illusions when she took this role. Science educator at a Summer education programme was never going to pay well, but coming here set her on the path she’s on now, and the least she can do is give back (and be legally allowed to make explosions for educational purposes.)

“Hey, Harold, mind if I walk with you? I haven’t been to the accommodation office before.” Lup catches up to him quickly, closing the distance in a few long strides.

When he turns to look at her his face is sour. “Please, uh, just, there’s no need to keep doing it.”

“Doing what?” Lup tilts her head, but doesn’t break her step. “Cha’girl needs to find the accommodation office, and you look like you know what’s up. It’s Lup, by the way.” She stops abruptly and offers a hand.

Harry stops too, looks at her for a moment, sizing her up. Then he smiles. “Barry.” He says, shaking it.

“Oh hell no.” Lup can feel the flush of heat spreading across her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, I just heard them say it and…”

“Yeah, well, they’re not always right.”

“Not often right, from what I’ve seen.” Lup mutters.

Barry laughs, once, sharp, perfect. “C’mon, I’ll show you the office.”

“Thanks Barry!”

His smile is glorious.

–

“I’ll help.”

“It’s fine.” Barry huffs as he tries to work out whether it’s better to wheel two suitcases at once in front or behind. “You’ve got your own stuff and you need to get settled.”

“Cha’girl has a single hiking bag because she’s not a complete maniac.” Lup rolls her eyes. “Plus, they’ll just complain if you leave anything on the side while you drop the first lot to their room.” She grimaces so Barry knows how wrong she thinks they are.

“You, uh, well, can’t argue with that.” Barry shrugs. Then adds, softly. “Thank you.”

Lup bumps his shoulder with hers. “Lup’s got you.”

She ends up with her rucksack, three bags on each arm, and the hair-mussing satchel (hair completely intact because she’s capable of operating a strap, thank you very much.) Barry wields two cases with his meat hands, and one with his mage hand. Lup copied him to get the last of the cases.

“How do people even have this much stuff?” Barry asks while they wait for the lift.

“Dedication? Perseverance?” Lup nudges him with her elbow, hands blessedly free as she’s laid the bags down to wait for the world’s slowest lift. “How much did you pack?”

“I didn’t have to, I live just off campus, uh, the street behind the student accommodation.”

“Oooh, happy accident that the job came up and you lived nearby?”

“Well, I… you know… work here. It’s new. But I said I’d help with the, er, the programme.” Barry looks embarrassed about this fact.

Lup raises her eyebrow. “I thought you said you were Barry?”

“I am.”

“They didn’t mention a Barry on any of the forms.” Lup knows for sure because she googled the fuck out of everyone and everything about the programme when she found out she got an interview.

“I’m not sure they put me on the letters or the websites or, well, uh, that stuff… plus, it’d by a different name.” He pauses. “It’s a long story.”

Lup points at the cheerful lift floor light which is currently still stuck on 19. “We’ve got time, my guy.” She’s going to go rogue and hack into the computers to fix it if this school is deadnaming him or something.

“Okay, it’s not really a long story, but I’m not on the forms because I help unofficially, and Barry isn’t my government name.”

“Okay?”

“I prefer Barry.”

“Barry Bluejeans.” Lup points at his denim-clad legs.

“Why not?”

“Do you not want them to use your other name?”

“No no, it’s fine, it’s just for, you know, business. It’s what’s on my office door, it’s Sildar.”

“I never thought I’d know two! Sildar! Elf King of the Forest, Thirteenth of his Line…” Lup swishes her imaginary cloak and laughs gently. “Destroyer of…”

She stops, Barry looks stunned. Shit. Maybe he was more sensitive about his name than he made it sound. She’d fallen into a comfortable pattern. Lup closes the distance between them. “Oh, my dude, sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you, that’s an…”

“...In joke.” Barry finishes for her. Then draws himself up to a majestic height and swishes his own cloak. “Destroyer of Ill Informed Zombies.” He’s smiling.

“Hallwinter?”

“Tacco?”

“Barry?”

“Lup?”

“What the fuck?” Lup swears she’s buffering, she’s usually not short of words, but this? What is she supposed to do with this? Sildar, in the flesh, not just a guy in a computer. “You’re real!”

Barry laughs. Hard.

Lup pokes him in the side.

“Ow!”

“Just checking.” She smiles her biggest smile.

He laughs again and it sets Lup off too. They’re still gasping for breath when the door the lift light finally blinks another floor down.

“Did the last email help?” Barry asks, pressing the lift button again, as if that’ll help.

“Yeah! The way you explained it made a lot more sense than the textbook.”

“Cyrus.” Barry says like it’s a particularly awful curse word, and shrugs dismissively.

“So you have roughly three thousand degrees?” Lup asks.

“No!” Barry protests quickly.

“Uh huh. Have you forgotten how many you have?”

“It’s only four PhDs. It’s fine. Erm… Look! The lift’s moving.” Barry points enthusiastically at the blinking light which shows a whole floor’s worth of progress.

“You can’t distract me from the fact I’m with academic royalty right now.”

“I’m not academic royalty!” Barry looks offended at the very thought.

Lup just wiggles her eyebrows. “Oh Sildar, can’t I please have your autograph?”

“Lup!” Barry looks genuinely distressed enough that she decides it’s time to stop bullying him.

“So what’s the best meal on the canteen rotation? I figure you’ve been here a little bit? You said you were moving in your email last month, right?”

Barry’s discomfort fades immediately. “So they make this mac and cheese with asparagus in it and the summer school kids hate it because it’s got green bits so they always give you extra. I figure it’ll be different once the students are back, but uh, I guess you’ll be gone then?”

Lup shrugs. “Gotta wait on the post docs to get back to me, but my cheese yen thanks you for the baller tip! What else you got for cha’girl? I’m gonna plumb your depths.”

There’s a long moment. Lup dares Barry to double her entendre. He thinks about it, she can tell, but he doesn’t. She’s not disappointed exactly… but.

By the time the lift finally arrives Lup knows where the quiet libraries are, has a few routes for her morning runs, and, most importantly, knows where to get the good coffee (The Davey Lamp Cafe or Barry’s office. She’s inclined to try the latter first, because Barry has good taste, obviously, no other reason.)

“Okay, tetris time!” Lup zoops the mage hand suitcase into the lift, Barry shoves his in close behind.

“Do you think we can do this?”

“Cha’girl has better things to do than wait another 84 years for the lift, Barold, prepare to get cosy.”

Lup shoos him in with the suitcases next.

“Okay, if I put the bags on top of the cases, and then…” Lup scooches into the, admittedly small, gap next to Barry. “Is this okay?”

“Uh, yeah, fine… er.. Good… I mean… Yeah.”

“Do you want me to get the next one?”

“No! No. I mean, this is okay.” Barry’s swaying very slightly, Lup’s pressed against his side, so sways with him.

“They’re floor 26, right?” Lup asks.

“Oh, fuck, hang on.” Barry lunges towards the buttons. “Yeah, there we go.”

The lift grinds slowly upwards.

“So why IPRE? I imagine everyone was clamouring to get their hands on you?” Lup wiggles her eyebrows and Barry flushes bright pink.

“Well, uh, you know… I really liked their er… ethos?” Barry starts tentatively.

“Funding?”

Barry laughs, relieved. “Yeah, that. They have plenty of funding available. Plus, they seemed interested in letting me, you know, work on some of my own stuff.”

“Bonds?” Lup hisses quietly, as if anyone could hear over the slow grinding noise of The World’s Shittest Lift.

Barry nods and his face lights up. “You remembered?”

“Hard to forget when someone’s so passionate about something, Barold.”

“It’s also closer to Mum.”

“Of course. How is Marlena?”

“Still raving about the cookies you sent. She said they were as baller as you promised, and that you’d promised you would only send them to her so I had to come visit if I wanted to try them.”

“Who am I, but a girl who is willing to engage in cookie crime to help a Mum out.”

“I visit her!”

“I know.” Lup nods, he’s talked a lot about wishing he was closer, especially as she gets older.

“Now I can go more.” Barry adds.

“You sure can, I’d better look at the recipe book.” Lup winks at him.

–

“Leave them here.” Lup shrugs. “You’ve done your bit.”

Barry dithers, and knocks again. “I don’t know why they went ahead of me to get the key when they specifically asked me to check them in.”

“Weird power play.”

“Really?”

“Definitely, I’ve met their sort before. Just leave their stuff here, don’t hang around waiting. You’re the guy, they’re nothing in the scheme of research. This is absolutely not your problem.”

“Yeah. Yeah…” Barry keeps his hands on the cases.

“Barold?” Lup takes his arm gently to pull him away.

Barry twitches slightly, like he’s about to pull his arm back, there’s a moment where Lup worries that she’s gone too far. Sure they’ve sent some emails, they joked in the lift, but this is Sildar Halwinter, Magic Science guy. He wrote the textbooks, or should have, he’s got the cutting edge papers… He’s not just a cute nerd for Lup to boss about. Thankfully though, he relaxes, lets himself be tugged away towards the lift.

“Yeah. You’re right. I’ve given them enough of my time.”

“Yes! That’s the spirit.” Lup punches the air. “Let’s get out of here.”

“Which floor are you?”

“3.” Lup says. “I don’t have fancy parental connections to get the good view.

“Well, at least you’re in luck if the lift goes out.” Barry says wrly.

“You truly are a genius, Dr Hallwinter.” Lup nods cheekily.

Barry throws her a sideways glance, and smiles. There’s no blush this time, maybe he’s easing into it.

This time, they stand slightly further apart in the lift.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” Barry asks. He sounds like he means it.

Lup wants to say yes immediately. There’s absolutely nothing she can think of that Barry can do for her right now, but she likes hanging out with him. He’s fun to talk to online, and more fun in person, if just for the immediacy… also she gets to look at his face. Er… she means… shit.

“I’m not sure I need a hand with my bag, but you’re welcome to come check out the digs if you want?” She realises too late that it sounds like she’s propositioning him. ‘Come look at my room’, she may as well ask the guy in for coffee.

“I’ve actually already surveyed the rooms, so I’ll let you get settled, but if you decide you want coffee before the staff briefing this evening then stop by my flat, I’m heading home for a few hours.” Barry smiles warmly.

Uh… did Barold just uno reverse her? Bam! Proposition me will you? Here’s one right back! No, no way, he probably just means coffee. Would she go if she thought he didn’t just mean coffee?... Nope, stop! Bad line of thinking. He’s being kind, it’s generous. They’re friends! She’ll see.

“Cool, I’ll get settled, write a postcard, then maybe head over when I go to post it?”

The lift dings to announce its arrival at the third floor. “No pressure, I’ll see you later, Lup.”

–

Hey Ko’

I know you’re gonna roll your eyes, but you’re getting postcards, just like we wrote to Tia back in the day. Today was fine. Those twins I messaged about are fucking awful (that’s right, I can swear in these now, when you’re the teachers no one checks!) they kept calling this guy Harry, turns out his name’s Barry. Barry Bluejeans (well, not officially the last bit, but he was wearing them, so sue me.) They made him carry their bags, so obviously I helped, and we got talking and I was all “he’s really cool. No idea why they’re so mean to him”. Anyway, anyway, turns out his Government name isn’t Barry. It’s Sildar fucking Halwinter! That one, yeah. So I guess my pen pal is my person pal for the next 8 weeks… I’m gonna make the most of it, I just need to figure out which questions to ask.

Anyway, I’m running out of postcard space, but it’s all pretty similar to how it was, the room’s slightly nicer, only one bed and a private bathroom (thank every god going, I’ll never forgive Greg Grimaldis his bathroom crimes), but it’s still student digs.

Love you always,

Lup xxxxx

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Thank you for reading! Find chapter 2 here.

[found-family-tournament]

Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 17 Group 84

Propaganda and further pictures under the cut

Seven Birds: Taako, Magnus, Merle, Lup, Lucretia, Davenport, Barry

Boys from the Dwarf: Arnold Rimmer, David Lister, Kryten and The Cat

Submissions are still open!

Seven Birds:

they literally spent a hundred years becoming a family and lucretia tried her best to protect the but they could only save the world after all of them had been reunited and they LOVE each other they deserve to win this whole thing

Boys from the Dwarf:

Listen. These guys actually canonically have nobody else, the entire rest of the crew of this spaceship died in a nuclear incident which TECHNICALLY was Rimmer's fault. Forced family. Lister is the last human alive, Rimmer is technically a ghost kept alive by technology, Kryten is a robot and Cat is a cat. They live on this massive spaceship yet still choose to spend all their time together, it has been like 30 years at this point. I cannot stress to you how they had the option to leave and go elsewhere in this ship the size of a city at any given time yet chose to stick together after 30 years. Every opportunity any of them has had to get off this godforsaken ship, they have turned down. They would do anything for eachother but also would leave eachother on a random planet without hesitation (and actually have done). They are best buddies, they even have a handsign/handshake.

They’re an unlikely crew but ultimately they’re all each other has. Dave wakes up from stasis as the last human alive and to keep him sane the ship’s computer brought his dead bunk mate back as a hologram. They don’t usually get along but after being all each other has they ultimately need each other and do care about each other. They’re just hard assess about it. Also on board is a humanoid being called The Cat, who is from a species that evolved from a cat that was smuggled on board the ship before the accident that killed the crew. He’s usually self-centred but even after finding his own species again he ultimately decides his home is with the boys from the dwarf. And then there’s Kryten, a service mechanoid with an over-active guilt chip that they rescued from a crashed ship along the way. They’re dysfunctional and complete opposites to each other in many ways, but they are always together in every parallel universe they come across. And even when they do separate to try to do their own thing, ultimately they always come back to each other. They’ll act like they all dislike each other at times, but ultimately if trouble threatens one of them then the rest will band together. Also their dynamic together is just extremely funny.

[stonehenge-asexual]

me at @the-ipre upon starting tsv s2: oh ofc you got excited about hayward, he has to work in food service

[une-sanz-pluis]

The Will of Eleanor de Bohun, Duchess of Gloucester*

In the name of God, amen. I, Eleanor, Duchess of Gloucester, Countess of Essex, &c., being of good and sane memory, in my castle of Plessy, the ninth day of August, the year of our Lord one thousand three hundred and ninety-nine according to the course of the Church of England, regarding and considering the evils and uncertainties of this variable and transitory world, appoint and intend ['devise'] my last will and testament as follows.

First, I commend my soul entirely to the great and innumerable mercies of our all powerful and very merciful Lord Jesus Christ, asking for the aid of his holy mother, the very humble Virgin, our very sweet Lady Saint Mary, of my Lord John the Baptist, and of all the company of heaven.

Item, I will for my burial that my body be buried in the Church of Westminster Abbey, in the Chapel of Saint Edmund the King and of Saint Thomas of Canterbury, near the body of my lord and husband Thomas, Duke of Gloucester, and seventh son of King Edward the Third, and should it happen that the body of my said lord and husband in time to come should be removed I wish that my body repose and remain in the aforesaid chapel and place. And I will and appoint that on the day of my burial my executors provide that my body be covered with a piece of black tapestry with a white cross and escutcheon of my arms in the midst of the said cross, and four round wax tapers and seven plain lamps standing at the four corners. And let there be fifteen men specially chosen for their loyalty to and fear of God, of whatever age or utter poverty, according to the discretion of my executors, each of the said poor men holding a torch, that is to say, five at the head and five at each side, and let each of the said poor men be dressed in a gown, a hood, and a pair of breeches of good strong blue cloth of deep color, and let the said gowns and hoods be lined with white; also let there be given to each of them a pair of shoes and a pair of linen shirts and twenty pence silver ['esterlinges'] to pray for my soul and for the soul of my lord and husband aforesaid, and for all the living and dead in particular to whom I am bound, and for all Christians.

Item, touching the aforesaid tapers [and] lamps, let there be no torches nor any other manner of lights around my dead body except only at the time of divine service, and, that done, the rest of the tapers, lamps, and torches be given to the service of the said chapel in which I am buried.

Item, I bequeath to the Convent of Monks of the said Abbey of Westminster on the day of my burial £10 of money for their pittance.

Item, I bequeath to be distributed among the poor, according to the judgment of my executors, on the same day 100 shillings.

Item, I bequeath to the Abbess and Convent of Sister Minoresses near London, without the gate of Aldgate, on the same day, for their pittance £6, I3sh. 4d. and a small tun of good wine.

Item, I bequeath to the Prior and Convent of Lanthony near Gloucester £3, 8sh. 6d. And to Sir William Sheldon, canon of the said place, 100 shillings.

Item, I bequeath to the Church and Abbey of Walden, where my lord and father, Humphrey de Bohun, last Earl of Hereford, Essex, and Northampton, Constable of England, is buried a vestment, with field of balderkin blue, diapered with other colors, [figured] with harts on cloth of gold of Ipres work, that is to say, two table furnishings, a frontel, a chasuble, two tunics, a cope, three albs, three amices, together with the paraphernalia pertaining to them, and the gold fringes of the said vestment, the whole being of fine gold of Ipres, the field red.

Item, I appoint and will that my executors celebrate, within as short time after my death as they can, a thousand masses for my soul; twenty of the Assumption of our Lady, one hundred and fifty of the Requiem, fifty of my Lord Saint John the Baptist, fifty of Saint John the Evangelist, fifty of Saint Leonard, thirty of All Saints, fifty for the soul of Thomas sometime Duke of Gloucester, twenty of the Nativity of our Lord, twenty of the Resurrection, twenty of the Ascension, fifty of Saint Michael Archangel, twenty ⸻ [1] ; and as to all these said masses, before the priest begins 'Et ne nos,' the said priest shall say aloud, turning towards the people, 'For the souls of Thomas sometime Duke of Gloucester and Eleanor his wife and all Christian souls for charity, pater noster,' and [then] shall he turn towards the altar and say in secret a pater noster and begin the mass; and in all the said masses shall be said the prayer of 'Deus qui es summa nostrae redemptionis, spes, qui in terra promissionis,' &c., with the 'secretum' and 'post communionem' and the names of my said lord and myself, the said Thomas and Eleanor.

Item, I bequeath to madam, my mother, the Countess of Hereford, a pair of coral paternosters having fifty large beads, five of them of gold, in the form of ' longets swages,' and stamped, asking each day some blessing entirely for my poor soul. And in case my said lady die before me, then I bequeath the said paternosters to the Abbess of the Church of Sister Minoresses aforesaid, to remain there in the said abbey from that time forth for a memorial of me.

Item, I bequeath to my son Humphrey a bed of black cloth damask. Item, a bed of silk balderkin. the field blue. with white fabrics and canopy entire testerns, coverlets, curtains, and tapestry belonging to it.

Item, two pairs of Rennes linen sheets, the one pair having [figured] trefoils, the other quatrefoils.

Item, three pairs of sheets of other linen cloth of best quality.

Item, a pair of fustians, two pairs of blankets, two mattresses of best quality with all belongings and stuff, which were delivered to his servants on his departure from London for Ireland.*

Item, a cup of beryl engraved, having a long handle, and set upon a gold foot, with a wide border above, and a cover all of gold, with one large sapphire upon the handle of the said cover.

Item, a Chronicle of France in French, with two silver clasps, enamelled with the arms of the Duke of Burgoyne.

Item, one book of Giles De Regimine Principum.

Item, a book of Vices and Virtues, and another poem of the story of Chivaler a Cigne, all in French.

Item, a psalter well and richly illuminated, with gold clasps enamelled with white swans, and the arms of my lord and father enamelled on the clasps, and other bars of gold with work in form of mullets, which psalter was given to me to remain to my heirs, and so 'from heir to heir aforesaid'.

Item, a coat of mail having a cross of brass marked on the spot opposite the heart, which belonged to my lord his [my son's] father.

Item, a cross of gold hanging by a chain, having a figure of the crucifix and four pearls around it, with my blessing, as a thing of mine which I most love.

Item, I bequeath to my daughter Anne a pinner ['espiner,' apron] of linen cloth, bordered on the sides with red 'Accuby' and embroidered, and surrounded with a band not embroidered.

Item, a beautiful book and well illuminated in gilt lettering, in French.

Item, the best palfrey I have.

Item, a pair of gold paternosters containing [beads for] thirty Aves, and four jet ornaments, which belonged to my lord and husband, her father, with my blessing.

Item, I bequeath to my daughter Joan a bed of silk of black balderkin, the best.

Item, a bed of cloth of gold of Ipres having [figures of] swans and the letter Y, with canopy entire.

Item, a little bed of white tartary worked with lions and swans, with canopy entire for a small room ['closet'] and of these said beds which want curtains with tapestry, I wish that such be bought suitable for them according to the advice of my executors.

Item, two pairs of Rennes linen sheets, the one pair [figured] with trefoils, the other with quatrefoils.

Item, four pairs of sheets of other linen cloth of the best.

Item, two mattresses, one pair of fustians, three pairs of blankets, besides all the jewels together with their belongings to be to her own use.[2]

Item, twelve dishes and twelve saucers of silver, marked with my arms.

Item, a silver gilt hanap having a cover, and stamped with mottoes of April, and standing upon a foot.

Item, a flat basin and a ewer of silver having my arms enamelled on the rim of the said basin and the 'swages' gilt.

Item, six pieces of new silver [plate] and two silver quart pots and twelve silver spoons.

Item, a book having the psalter, primer, and other devotions, with two gold clasps enamelled with my arms, which book I have much used, with my blessing.

Item, I bequeath to my daughter Isabella, sister of the aforesaid Minoresses, a bed of cloth of gold of Ipres, striped black and red, with canopy entire, testern, coverlet, curtains, and tapestry.

Item, a French Bible in two volumes, having two gold clasps enamelled with the arms of France.

Item, a book of Decretals in French. Item, a book of Mystery Stories.

Item, a book 'De Vitis Patrum,' and the Pastorals of Saint Gregory. Item, an old psalter as far as the nocturn of 'Exultate,' glossed, another new book of the psalter glossed from the prayer 'Domine exaudi' as far as 'Omnis spiritus laudet dominum.' The said books are in French.

Item, £40 in money.

Item, a girdle of black leather having a buckle and pendant and twelve round and plain bars of gold, which belonged to my lord and husband, her father, the which he used much in life and afterwards had in his last sickness [3], with my blessing.

Item, I appoint and will that my debts be well and legally paid and my will performed, that all the rest of my goods movable and non-movable shall remain in the hands of my executors and executrix for each to dispose of among my poor servants, and to do and appoint for the soul of my said lord and husband and my own, and for all the living and dead to whom we have been bound, according to the discretion and disposition of my executors and executrix, with the assent of my overseers.

Item, I prohibit all my children and each of them, as far as I can, from disturbing my executors in any way in distributing any manner of my said goods according to my desire and will and their discretion. I appoint and will that if it should happen that any of my said children should die before me [4], or before they are of age a year after my death, all the goods which I have bequeathed to them remain at the disposal of my executors like my other proper goods, to do for themselves and for me according to their good advice and discretion, except the £40 and the girdle which I have bequeathed to my daughter Isabella [which] I wish to go to the Abbess and Church of Sister Minoresses aforesaid, according as happens to my said daughter Isabella.

To this my last will, appointment, and testament, I appoint, make, and establish these my executors and executrix, Sir ['Monsire '] Jerard Braybrook Jr., Sibilla Beauchamp, John de Boys, steward of my house, Sir Nicholas Miles, parson of Debden, Sir Hugh Painter, chaplain of my free chapel in the castle of Plessy, Sir William Underwood, parson of Dedham, William Newbole, and my overseers, Sir Robert Exeter, Prior of Christ Church in London, my very dear cousin Sir ['Monsire'] Thomas Percy, Earl of Worcester, my wortlhy friend Sir Thomas de Stanley, clerk of Rolles.***

In testimony of which my last will, appointment, bequest, and testament, I have myself written these presents and put my seal [thereto] the year, day, and place above stated.

[1] No designation of these, or of the remaining; only 510 are here mentioned, including the twenty unnamed.

[2] Here follow the words 'devant lescriv . . . [sic] de cestis,' containing some incompletely expressed idea. Perhaps the testatrix meant to say, 'before the writing of this will delivered to her.'

[3] He was put to death by smothering; but his widow must needs veil the fact.

[4] The death of her son Humphrey came within this provision.

Source: Melville M. Bigelow, "The Bohun Wills, II", The American Historical Review, Vol. 1, No. 4 (July, 1896).

* In Bigelow's article, the will is presented as one continuous paragraph but I have broken it up into paragraphs for each item and where else seems appropriate for ease of reading. I have only included a selection of Bigelow's footnotes too.

** Eleanor's son, Humphrey, went with Richard II to Ireland in 1399 but he and his cousin, Henry of Monmouth (later Henry V) remained in Ireland upon Richard's return to face the invading Henry of Lancaster (later Henry IV), according to Adam of Usk, they were "imprisoned" in Trim Castle. Humphrey died sometime after Eleanor wrote her will. There is no agreement as to where he died - various chroniclers give the location of his death as Anglesey, Chester or Coventry, while some historians suggest he may have died in Ireland. Adam of Usk claimed he had been poisoned by Thomas Despenser but this is unlikely to be true - no one else mentions this rumour. Historians generally ascribe Humphrey's death to an unidentified illness.

*** I find it interesting that Eleanor does not name Henry of Lancaster (Henry IV) or Edmund of Langley, Duke of York as executors or overseers in her will, who had closer kinship ties with her (Henry was the widow of her sister, Mary, and York was her husband's only surviving brother) than those named. While it's possible that York's advanced age or their roles in the Revenge Parliament of 1397 were reason for their exclusion, when Eleanor's will was written is more interesting. By 9 August 1399, Henry had invaded England and Richard had returned from Ireland but they had yet to confront each other and the future of Richard's reign was far from certain. By excluding reference to Henry and York (who had aided Henry), Eleanor may have been acting prudently, since she did not and could not know that Henry would be victorious - if Henry failed, not only would he not able to execute or oversee her will but Eleanor and descendents may have faced disapproval from the restored Richard II. The fact that Eleanor appointed Thomas Percy, Earl of Worcester as an overseer may seem to negate this argument, given the Percys' strong support for Henry. However, it has been noted that Worcester's loyalties in 1399 are more ambiguous than that of his brother and nephew.

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Part two of my rough outline for a Justice League animated/DnD AU, previous part here, original post explaining what the hell I think I'm doing here, I still don't know anything about DnD, lets a-go!

Chapter Two

Several people scream as they witness Clark seemingly murder a man for no reason, and again after the monster's hideous true form is revealed when it's illusion spell fades upon death. Clark regains his senses and stares in dawning horror at the creature he just killed as its silvery-white blood drips from his sword and armor. The tentacles on the creature's face continue to frantically wriggle and writhe, almost like the decapitated head is about to get up and crawl away on its own. A few incredibly tense seconds pass as the tentacles slowly cease their squirming and finally go still with one last, feeble twitch.

The tavern-owner's trigger finger slips and he accidentally fires his crossbow at Clark, but Bruce catches the bolt in midair. He levels a glare at the owner, who meekly retreats to the backroom.

As a member of the city guard, Wally presents his badge and starts clearing everyone else out of the tavern--or at least, everyone who's still conscious after the fight. Shayera pushes past him, intent on returning to the bar to finish her drink. Upon seeing what happened while she was outside, she reacts with mild surprise.

John identifies the dead creature as an illithid, an extremely dangerous and intelligent humanoid species. Their powerful psionic abilities and gruesome habit of eating the brains of their victims have made them more infamously known as "Mind Flayers." After noting that he hasn't heard of one using illusion spells to sneak around the general population before, John praises Clark for seeing through its magical disguise. Behind John's back, Bruce shares a private look with Clark before kneeling beside the body to search for clues.

He finds a signet ring and other belongings which indicate that the illithid was posing as a human named Jallen Cartier, a name Clark recognizes as a former explorer who was granted a position in the king's court for his service to the realm. Shayera wonders why a nobleman (or a Mind Flayer pretending to be one) would be in a seedy tavern wearing commoners' clothing without any bodyguards around. Clark and Bruce share another look, slightly more amused than the last--Bruce is, himself, a nobleman in disguise.

Examining the fake Jallen Cartier's body further, Bruce also finds a concealed pouch under its clothes containing two pieces of paper. One is a brief note written in the Common tongue which simply reads, "I know your secret," and tells the reader to meet the anonymous writer at the tavern on that day's date. There is also a message in Qualith, the written language of the Mind Flayers, which none of them know how to read. After John casts Comprehend Languages, the message reveals that the fake Cartier was in the city to oversee something the illithids had planned at the Institute of Planar Research and Exploration.

Deciding that these Mind Flayers must be the evil that her goddess sent her to destroy, Diana almost walks out the door right then to assault the IPRE building before Bruce stops her. He points out that they don't yet know how many illithid agents are involved in this conspiracy or even what said conspiracy is attempting to accomplish, although it obviously can't be anything good. Until they have more information about the enemy, stealth and subterfuge are the team's best weapons. This frustrates Diana, who would rather face her enemy directly.

Wally is far less gung-ho about going up against Mind Flayers, even wondering in a fourth wall-breaking aside if he's "under-leveled" for this. Diana tries to encourage him with her faith that the goddess is on their side, though Shayera scoffs and claims that they'd be better off trusting their own skills and strength of arms rather than the boons of fickle gods.

Before any further argument can break out, John takes charge of the group. He directs them to split up and conduct their investigation separately to avoid drawing the attention of the illithids, then return to the tavern before dawn to share what they've learned. Wally will use his authority as a city guard to search the fake Cartier's room at the inn, bringing Diana along as an "important eye-witness." After hearing from John that illithids typically eat one brain every two weeks, Shayera decides to find out if there are other Mind Flayers hiding in the city by looking into any missing or recently-deceased people who may have been victims. As the stealthiest of the group, Bruce will infiltrate the IPRE building to find out what the illithids are doing there, and volunteers Clark to come along as backup--though in his internal narration, Clark thinks that Bruce just wants him nearby in case he starts hallucinating again. John himself will contact the other followers of his magical patron to request their assistance, along with any information they might have on recent illithid activity in space or the outer-planes.

With a plan of action in place, our heroes each head their separate ways. As the two of them walk to the stables to get their horses, Bruce finally confronts Clark about his so-called "hallucination," demanding to know if they've all been like the one he experienced in the tavern. Though they've all been just as frightening and painful, Clark has never been spurred to attack anyone before.

Bruce suspects it may have been a psionic attack by the illithid, but Clark doubts that. Why would it reveal its true form to him, after all? Rather, Clark thinks that it was actually a message from someone who was trying to warn him about the illithid's presence--and, judging from the emotions he felt, it came from someone who desperately hates Mind Flayers.

Clark points out the strange coincidence that led to so many able adventurers being in the right place at the right time, and speculates that something may have intentionally drawn them all there. Bruce warns that anyone powerful enough to manipulate them like that would have to be incredibly dangerous, and the "enemy of my enemy" isn't always a friend.

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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The director of Moildova’s National Anticorruption Centre, CNA, Iulian Rusu, has resigned, the speaker of parliament, Igor Grosu, announced on his Facebook page.

“I took note of the resignation request of the CNA director, Iulian Rusu, which arrived at my address today. We thank Mr Rusu for his efforts,” Grosu wrote.

Rusu was made CNA director in February 2022. He previously worked as an expert in justice at the Institute for European Policies and Reforms, IPRE, in Chisinau.

The speaker of parliament said a new director will be appointed shortly and added that he expects the CNA to increase the speed with which corruption is investigated, stopping illegal financial flows, ensuring the integrity of the institution by accelerating reform of the CNA and cleansing it of harmful practices and characters.

Moldova will organise local elections in less than a month amid fears that election fraud might occur.

Last week, police seized a bag containing €550,000 in cash and 1,900 bank cards originating in Dubai. The authorities said the person carrying the bag was close to the fugitive oligarch Ilan Shor.

Rusu and the head of the Anti-corruption Prosecutor’s Office, PA, Veronica Dragalin, had several conflicts this year, each accusing the other of faulty collaboration. Rusi claimed the Prosecutor’s Office did not want to start investigations based on evidence from the CNA.

Rusu came to parliament in April to complain about a lack of cooperation, while the Prosecutor’s Office claimed that Rusu’s statements were irresponsible.

More precisely, CNA officers had gathered new evidence in the case of the privatisation of a hotel but the Prosecution refused to open a case in the light of the new evidence.

However, three weeks ago, Rusu declared that the misunderstandings had been overcome.

A former deputy, Arina Spataru, who recently carried out a special undercover operation against the fugitive oligarch Shor together with state institutions, revealed that this operation had also caused misunderstandings between the CNA and the PA.

Only four people were involved in the operation – Spataru and one representative each from the CNA, the PA, and the Intelligence and Security Service, SIS.

In political terms, Rusu’s resignation comes before the European Commission reports on Moldova’s fulfillment of nine key onditions, six of which are related to justice reform and the fight against corruption.

Depending on this report, but also on the political perspective, the European Council will give a positive or negative vote in December on whether Moldova can start EU accession negotiations.

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