Harley

"Hi, jerk," Harley says.

She pulls out a gun and pulls the trigger. A boxing gloves comes out, knocking you out.

You wake up naked and chain to the floor of a fun house. The ground is padded. You have a collar.

"Wakey Wakey!" Harley says. "Sorry I had to clobber you, kid, but I needed a new pet. Mr J made me give away my hyena... then had the nerve to run away with some TRAMP."

"What are you going to to do?" you ask.

"Well, let's just say Mr J gives a girl some frustration. Nice to have someone I can boss around for a change."

Then Harley pulls out a knife