biped

Hairy biped, grunts a lot, leaves no trace like a model boyscout, etc.

Or Plato's man: an upright biped without feathers.

It has a lower profile when moving, and doesn't require as good a sense of balance as a biped.

I would have to see stronger evidence to rule out that an adapted giant biped cannot reach 15 feet.

True, but doesn't this mean that biped robots wouldn't be required to expend energy when walking downhill?

Very interesting, I've done work evolving neural networks for biped walking.

I know little about the subject, but I'm sure there are differences between the limits of human height and the limits of biped primate height.

This was fun, but I was surprised by:scimitar, bolshevism, biped, bottlebrush, mascarpone, progesterone and bodice

Originally his bio talked about how he'd made the first dynamically balancing biped robot.

Finding an exploit in the underlying physics engine that allows the biped to explode and travel quite far -- while indeed excelling at the function, is far from what you had in mind.

As for the former, I don't think you can get any more efficient than a wheel on a flat track - certainly biped movement is a lot less efficient since you need to work against gravity.

One nutter got so mad that for a while Trevor's bio read as if the most significant thing about him was that he'd falsely claimed to have made the first dynamically balancing biped.

You may find yourself living as a brain in a vat\n You may find yourself in another biped body\n You may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile\n You may find yourself in a beautiful house with a beautiful wife\n You may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?

Those things kept me engaged to the point of aimlessly sweeping the entire star chart coordinate by coordinate, scanning every planet, encountering probes, the risk of encountering that alien race that could almost always destroy you, finding ruins and logs left by past explorers, examining the stats of every colony of fungus and biped I could find within the fuel-range from the ship my rover had. The thrill of being able to land near a major mineral deposit without dying because the gravity was juuuust on the cusp of your lander's tolerance.