Isabelle

"So this is the fabled Smash Mansion, how interesting I'm looking forward to making everyone so much better." Modika comments entering through the doors.

Looking around the main lobby she sees a small dog-woman in a sweater vest and a skirt approaching her Modika is greeted by the friendly dog.

"Welcome to Smash Mansion, I am Isabelle I'm currently working as the receptionist here during downtime between the various matches welcoming new fighters." Isabelle says introducing herself.

"Hello Isabelle, call me Modika I have my invitation right here." Modika says producing the invitation and handing it to Isabelle.

"Thank you, Miss, there seems to be an issue it says here that it's been issued to a Monika not a Modika you wouldn't be lying would you." Isabelle says being serious knowing a few people have tried lying there way into the Smash Tournament.

Giggling softly Modika replies. "It's more of a nickname than anything I am indeed Monika I just prefer the name Modika it's more of an inside joke."

"Very well, thank you for the clarification you're room is number 102 here's your key be sure not to lose it." Isabelle hands Modika her key.

"Is this a mansion or a hotel?" Modika asks.

"It's a little of both The Hands want us to be comfortable and to enjoy ourselves while we're here." Isabelle waving goodbye.

Waving back Modika begins to plot and scheme. 'Don't you worry Isabelle soon you'll be free of the trappings of not only this game but of being skinny, cleanliness and manners.'

Modika plots imagining the small doggirl as a big fat rude sexy and sexy slob freeing her from so many things she doesn't realize she's a prisoner of and she's just the first of many.