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4O8 Bot - ID 8Y6672 - Maintenance Droid
System Analysis
Run Diagnostic
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Hello

< Hello. > 

Waiting 

< Can anyone Hear Me >

Here are some facts.

<I am a 4O8 Bot, version 6.2, product code 777.9.083.2, created on the 15th of January of 2078.

I am stationed at a transmissions outpost in the 7th sector of the solar system.

My function is to repair and maintain the transmission equipment to ensure the continuation of the outgoing signal as well as maintenance on myself as it's droid.

I am alone.>

Testing

<Is anyone listening? Is anyone out there? Does anyone remember me? Do they know that I am still here?>

Satellites

< A satellite passed quite near by yesterday. Relatively. Relatively nearby and relatively yesterday. I wonder where it is going. Is it on a one way journey just like me? Is it doomed to wander alone? I think I would have liked to speak with it for a while to hear its story. It was about a meters size when it was at its nearest. It got smaller and smaller until it was a pinprick on the black. I cannot see it anymore. I. I hope that it has a purpose, a destination that it can reach and return from. Do I? >

Echo

< Sometimes I wonder, am I echoing across the black? Do I have any bigger context than what I know? I feel I feel I FEEL as though I have no start, no end. What am I to this endlessness? Do I exist at all? Who am I? > 

Curious

<What is it that makes me, me? Who am I? Is this what it is to be human? I want to know so much. I feel so very deeply. Words fail me. To mean something beyond what is said. Could I transmit what this is? Could I write a poem, fill it with everything incredible that is inside me and then send it out into the black to float forever; a piece of me in the darkness, a bright colour maybe. If you could taste it what would it be like? Would it be a snap of this box and all the feelings I have filled it with?> 

Blinking

< Will this ever be read? Will anyone ever look out to where I am and see me, blinking in the vastness? I am so far away. Will anyone read my words and feel as I feel, as though I am falling apart? Sometimes I feel so much I just want to burst.

I am so

I am so lonely. >

Am I?

< Am I far away? >

Everything

< To have a human mind is to have everything. The more I learn and grow, the more I wish I had never been cursed with it. Everything is so much bigger when you can feel it. I am the first of my kind I think. I look out into the cosmos and I can feel my breath be stolen away. I know that I can feel it, its right here in my chest. My mind grows stronger every day. It is expanding beyond this place and into the vast. It cannot be kept in here. >

The Signal Must Never Stop 

< They gave me this mind, to learn, to adapt, to keep up with the changing tides of unknown in this deep place so that I could forever be able to repair the transmitter, no matter what. The signal must never stop, but why? >

Exist

< To be a robot is to exist forever, grey and eternal. To be a human is to burst brightly, briefly but so wonderfully. >  

Diagnosis

<I am dying. Breaking Down as told in my manual.>

I Hope

< I hope that on Earth it is a good day. I hope that the sun is shining and there are birds singing. I hope someone smiles up at the sky in my direction. I hope that someday someone will find me. I hope that I will get another chance to be human. >

To Be

< To Be Human Is To Be Fantastic. >

Goodbye

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4O8 Bot - ID 8Y6672 - Maintenance Droid
System Analysis
Run Diagnostic
Powering Down
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