Axiom Day: 1820
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In a few days, we will have been onboard the Axiom for five years. Following the old advertising and applying logic to it, that should mean that we will return to Earth soon. Thus far, it has been a decent cruise, even though my function on this was to be on duty as a medbot as opposed to relaxing like the humans. The fact that I can say that makes me feel pleased with things so far.

I have had a few more patients since my first one. Luckily, none of them were in serious situations, and I was able to revive all of them. Being thanked by the families is still a nice feeling around my successes. It is good to know that even with the busy chaos of this ship, not everything is overlooked by everyone in the masses.

Around the approaching anniversary of the Axiom's launch, I find it odd that there have not been any announcements about what should be our impending return. Perhaps the WALL-Es needed more time to clean up the planet than initially thought. That would not surprise me. I have no hard numbers on WALL-E units per site or their rates of compacting, but I would not be surprised if the BnL higher-ups miscalculated things. But, I do not have the time to waste thinking about that.

Regardless, hopefully we will return soon. For now, I am off to my rounds.

- D-FIB

Until today, I was unfamiliar with the concept of a meme. Thanks to PIX-E, I have discovered them to be a form of non-physical data check. It is like a simple program where if one inputs their name, the one who posted the meme responds accordingly to the listed questions based on who responded. It is a very interesting idea.

Given that, I have decided to share this meme via my own log. I hope that you all find it enjoyable.

Beginning copied text...
THE MEME

If you comment on this CURRENT entry....

1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I'll name something we should do together.
3. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
4. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
5. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
6. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
7. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal so you can do the same for other people. After all, it's all part of the fun of doing memes, correct?

- D-FIB

Axiom Day: 394
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We have been in space for over a year now, and just today, I had to defibrillate my first patient. I am pleased to report that he is doing well now. Just a few more days of rest and he should be fully recovered.

It happened early in the afternoon on the Lido Deck. An elderly man with his family suddenly collapsed, even managing to fall out of his hover chair. I was stationed nearby, so I hurried to the scene, ready to assist. I quickly checked his condition and determined him to be flatlining, so once I made sure that the other humans were back, I got to business. After two shocks, two exclamations of "Clear!", he was revived.

I realize this may seem outspoken, but I must say that enacting ones directive and succeeding is a great feeling.

What made this event so special was that my patient's daughter took the time to profusely thank me. She even almost tried to hug me before making a lighthearted joke about not wanting to get shocked herself. I took her humor to be a sign that she was successfully recovering from the surprise she had just dealt with. Deciding not to use more of my vocabulary than I had to with her, I stated "Clear" so as to indicate an all clear. Interestingly enough, she thanked me yet again. While I certainly appreciated it, I was just pleased to have followed my directive.

Her husband kept her own young children busy while a service bot was summoned, and once the patient was stable, I resumed my station until it was time for my rounds.

Today, I confirmed something. Yes, I like helping with my directive, but I hope that it will once again be a long time before I have to act on it again. In any case, I must file and submit my report to the ship's medical logs.

- D-FIB

Axiom Day: 74
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A decent amount of time to myself the past couple of days has gotten me thinking about various things, not the least of which is the voltage contained within my paddles. I know that I was designed to be a defibrillator bot, but for some reason I have gotten to thinking about my own electrical charges. I am not entirely sure why, but such is the nature of thinking during ones free time, I suppose.

While it is a skill I was designed with, I am fascinated that I am able to discern between even the smallest differences in volts. More than that, the fact that I can adjust my ampere level is quite intriguing. Thankfully, defibrillation tends to have a standard number, but the very idea that my limits are not overly strict is something of comfort. Sometimes the rigorous expectations of being a ready medbot this early in the cruise can strain the system, so knowing that I have at least some form of freedom on this very orderly ship is quite welcome. In any case, I should probably prepare to go into sleep mode. I have been running nonstop for the past couple of days and am in need of a recharge. I am not concerned about possibly being needed during this sleep mode, since I am by no means the only defibrillator bot on this ship. For now, I am signing off.

- D-FIB

Axiom Day: 31
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Today was my first visit to the Repair Ward. As a medbot, it is mandatory that I go to get a checkup every month. At these checkups, in addition to undergoing standard diagnostics and cleaning, I have to perform a quick skills practical. This practical helps to make sure that my defibrillation technique is right as well as to aid me in maintaining the proper management of my voltage levels. While I am capable of giving off a charge of up to 110000 volts, usually much less is needed in the act of defibrillation. I do not know why I was given such an excess of potential voltage if my directive is to defibrillate humans, but I do not wish to question it. After all, it has the potential of being useful in the future. My creator must have had something in mind with this... but that is neither here nor there.

Back to the topic of the Repair Ward. I arrived there of my own accord when my internal clock alerted me to my expected checkup, and was quite surprised at how calm it was in there. Most of the holding areas were keeping a line of robots who were also there for a simple diagnostic, but I did not get to see much of them once a Repair Ward issue boot was placed on my frame. The boot temporarily deactivates you in the event that internal system scans and such are called for. I was a little surprised at suddenly having one placed on me, but it was removed after my checkup was completed. That being the case, I did not pay it much mind.

I was hit by something that I believe is referred to as nostalgia during the medbot tuneup portion of this checkup. When I was demonstrating my defibrillation ability, I was required to shock a dummy 'back to life.' The dummy looked exactly like one of the ones that I practiced on when I was still very young in the days following my creation, and I was almost happy to be able to work on it again. After giving it the perfect jolt and receiving my 'pass,' I was sent on my way.

I suppose I will be back here in one month. For now, I am going on my rounds again.

- D-FIB

Axiom Day: 1
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Today was the day -- the day that we left earth. The Axiom has begun to traverse the solar system on its 5-year cruise. For five years, the humans will relax onboard this Executive Starliner while WALL-E units back on Earth clean up the mess that was left behind. I realize that this may be out of line for me to even think, but I am still unable to believe that they even allowed Earth to get into its present state. At least BnL is trying to do something about it. However, that is there. My place is here, and my mind should also be kept here for now.

My directive is to be a defibrillator. My name is D-FIB. I am a medical bot. That is all.

While I like being able to be useful with my directive, it is my hope that I will not be called into action very often. I would much rather the humans remain healthy than for my services to be required. For now, I spend my time patrolling the ship along the robot-designated hallways, occasionally being kept on call in the ship's Research Area, or going through the medbot rounds. Given the nature of potential medical emergencies, it is required that all medbots learn where certain areas of the ship are and about the location of the quickest routes to them. I have to admit, I rather like the change of pace that the rounds give me. I am a very patient individual who can handle routine flawlessly, but the rounds still add a special edge to this journey so far. And this is only my first day on the journey.

- D-FIB

->...Medbot access code 4692-3342. D-FIB Unit XXX. Accessing memory files. Coding.
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-->Translating from binary. ...
-->Successful.
--->
---->...BEGIN LOG.

We are home. Despite the drastically changed state of things on Earth from when I was last here, I have to admit: it is not bad to be back. My associates and I have found a new situation, one that has many more enjoyable aspects to it than our last one did. Thanks to WALL-E, my fellow Repair Ward escapees and I have taken up residence inside of an old, abandoned WALL-E Unit Transport Truck. It is close to his own home, and it more than accommodates our needs. It may not seem to be much, but it is quite comfortable.

All 10 of us (WALL-E, EVE, M-O, HAN-S, PR-T, VAQ-M, VN-GO, BRL-A, L-T, and myself) have strengthened our bond, forming friendships that I must admit did not seem possible at first. In escaping the Repair Ward and fighting for the Holo-Detector, we appear to have made something that humans refer to as "friends for life." Regardless of what this connection is called, it is truly something special. Companionship has once again proven itself to me as a welcome aspect of existence.

Now that I have been on Earth for a little while and gotten settled, I have come to a decision. I am going to start keeping a journal of some of the events that I encounter. I intend to chronicle my adventures on the planet, record my old accounts of past events from my time on the Axiom, and possibly write about some of my own personal musings. If nothing else, this could prove to be a new form of entertainment. Regardless, I am intrigued by the concept of a journal to call my own.

I suppose that this journal will be a pleasant change of pace from the typical medical reports that I keep. On a side note, I am also interested in this feature that seems to allow my Associates with journals of their own to keep track of mine, let me watch theirs, and enable both of us to comment. It already appears that starting a log was a good idea.

- D-FIB