Rundown of Soul's kinda monster-ish form. Rp if you want.

*Rico is alone on a swing*

Soul: "Different? No, I look... better, actually."

Rico: I… I… What?

Soul: "Never mind."

*He backs up away a bit*

Rico: I don’t think you look… better.
W-What do you want from me?

Soul: "Your blood and your dead body."

*She stepped closer.*

Rico: I-I don’t have blood. I’m a robot! Can you not tell by my colour?

*He steps back again*

Soul: "Oh. I still want you dead, though."

*Soul started to rapidly walk towards him.*

Rico: !

*A wrench quickly materialises in his hands as he prepares to fight*

*Soul's looked at Rico, one of her spider legs twitching.*

*He doesn't really say anything since he's kind of alone. He stares at the floor emotionlessly*

*Soul goes up to him, her head tilting in confusion.*

*In a moment, Rico accidentally falls off of his swing*

Rico: Oof...

*Soul snickered a bit.*

*He groans as he looks up at Soul*

Rico: …

Soul: "Pathetic."

Rico: Okay, what’s your deal-

…

Do I know you?

Soul: "I don't think so."

*One of her spider legs twitched again.*

*Rico gets up*

Rico: W-Why do you look like that?

-Her antennas are spiral shaped, they do this whenever are isn't herself
-there's a few wires popping out from her
-Her screen is cracked due to fighting her victims
-She has a tail that usually comes out in this form. It's used to zap other people.
-Spider legs on her back because sneaky
- goggles to help see her victims in the dark
-She has claws or something along those lines

Oh ye, if I don't respond im probably doing homework or watching the superbowl.

Data: soul? What happened to you?

Soul: "They aren't wings, mother. They're legs. And, to be honest, if i were in your position I wouldn't care."

(I thought they were butterfly wings because of the positioning 💀)

(LMAOOO ur fine, I probably should have made them longer.)

(just pretend data said spider legs or something lol)

Data: *deep sigh* at least let me fix your screen and those paint scratches. How'd you even get those?

(Alr)

Soul: "Victims who put up a good fight, of course."

Data: victims!?

Soul: "I do believe I didn't stutter, mother."

Data: THE HELL DO YOU MEAN "VICTIMS"!?

Soul: "People I've killed over the past few days."

Data: how. many.

Soul: "Hello, 'mother'. Let's just say I... found another part of me. A stronger one."

Data: interesting... but why are you talking weird?

Soul: "It doesn't matter."

Data: it does to me.

Soul: "This is how I used to talk, mother."

Data: ... Let me check your systems.

Soul: "No."

Data: soul, I just wanna be sure you're ok. Let me give you a check up.

Soul: "Oh, I'm feeling quite fine, mother. I don't need one."

Data: let me give you an idea of my perspective here. I come to check on my child, and I find her with a cracked screen, bits of paint scratched off, and to top it all off you have a tail and a pair of wings. If you were in my position, would you be concerned?

(VT: can we properly rp this time?)

(Yea, I'll try. I'm REALLY sorry that I keep stopping.)

*Soul's eye twitched.*

(Shall we continue where we left off?)

(Sure)

(Ok)

VT: ...since when you're like this..

Soul: "Since I was made, VT."

VT: ...why you never showed me this?

Soul: "Because I had forgotten about it. But, CTRL... he made me remember my purpose."

VT: ...w-what...?

Soul: "I said, he helped me remember my purpose."

VT: oh... and.. what is it?

Soul: "To kill."

VT: ...
VT: awww *hug*