Oilman/Petrolman

( gemini lifted his head, eyeing the asker, obvious disinterest and boredom radiating from his form. he yawned rather obnoxiously, exaggerating it to show just how much he didn’t care about whatever they were telling him. )

( he rolled his eyes, crossing his arms and glared at the general direction of whoever’s voice that belonged to came from. )

tch. monster? what monster? don’t waste my time here, hun. i’d rather be counting up all my stupid topazes and fling them at everyone i meet, instead of listening to you. seriously, how stupid do you think i am-

( the bot’s attention suddenly snapped to his left, making out what appeared to be a silhouette after a couple blinks and eye rubs. )

( who was that-? someone just passing by? most likely. vermilion being annoying again? maybe. though he wasn’t exactly sure what the copy would be doing so far away. )

( a shadow loomed over his figure. )

( turning around slowly, a girly shriek escaped from gemini’s voice box as he scrambled onto his feet, frantically rushing behind the asker and pointing at the ‘smiling’ creature with a shaking hand. )

what- what th-the hell is that thing?!

( gemini sputtered, his pupils constricting )

and why does… it look- like me…?

( oh no. )

( the thing doesn’t speak, but you can hear its words clear as day. )

me. hungy.

Oh, hello! Hardman says it’s nice to meet you.

I’m Petrolman! ...did I say that already? Forgive me, I’m very slow with processing. (Gosh, he’s big...) Please don’t crush me, I’m not bad!