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Power Suit Promises Super-Human Strength
anthemaniac writes "LiveScience is reporting out of NextFest on a Japanese-built power suit that amplifies the strength of its wearer. The onboard computer is hooked up to sensors that monitor natural movements, then it inflates cuffs to boost lifting power. The Power Assist Suit could be used by hospital workers to move heavy patients, the researchers say."
Let the Mech Wars BEGIN!
Now all we need are little jet packs on the ankles.
The road to hell is paved with Cat 5 cable.
Moving heavy patients? Was someone having a contest to see who could come up with the most boring use of super-human strength?
One time I threw a brick at a duck.
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My question is where are the dual minigun mounts?
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If this suit gets a short while somebody is in mid-lift I hope it makes it on YouTube.
I suggest you read Slashdot
What OS is on the onboard computer ?
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Japanese + nurses + mechasuit
...will there be a grandfather clause allowing me to keep voting?
(What if the younger, semi-socialist R.A.H. had written "Starship Troopers"? He was still had that hazed-in loyalty to the military....)
This is my powered armor suit. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My suit is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
My suit, without me, is useless. Without my suit, I am useless. I must fire my tatical nuclear ordinance true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me.
I must vaporize him before he shoots me. I will...
My suit and myself know that what counts in this war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My armor suit is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its negative force feedback. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my powered armor suit clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My suit and myself are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life...
So be it, until victory is Terra's and there is no enemy, but peace!
Of course, coming from Japan, the super-powers of this suit will be voice-activated. And not just regular-voice, or sotto voce, the wearer will be required to shout-out the desired function as it is being used.
Fat-Person-Lifting Super-Strength!!!!
New-Bride-Over-Threshold Ultimate-Lift!!
Giant-Cherry-Blossom Power-Tree-Shaker!!!
When information is power, privacy is freedom.
I'm imagining a nerd putting on one of these suits and approaching the bully who's been taking his lunch money. After 29 minutes of playing with his new super strength, he finally taps the bully on the shoulder. It's about this time that his battery dies. The camera pans to the side so we can only hear the gory details: wham, wham, wham! Shoop. Then the camera pans back to show our hero sitting in a trash dumpster, checking his battery. Supervolt. Nooooooo! Tune in for part two when our hero is sure he'll get even with the bully once and for all, now that his Supervolt battery has been replaced with a Sony one. Go get him, tiger.
Orange? Or Green?
"No, no, no, don't tug on that! You never know what it might be attached to."