The head the collector picked today is named Harley, a short orange hair gal with freckles from her nose to cheeks. She is one of the few athletic heads that the collector found and the few that is willing to help her work out. For the record, it does imply that she has many heads that train her and they have a section in the collection for them.
Harley was a former athlete that was crippled and dying from an injury and disease that kept her bedridden for weeks. The collector found her one day and offered her a deal which Harley accepted. Now free from the pain, Harley is just a head that can work out again with the collector's body.
"Howdy there! Is it mine turn to shine?" Harley said.
"Hold up! She might pick me," said another head.
"Can it punk! It's my turn! You had your chance off the shelf last week!" Harley said as she felt herself being picked up, "See ya later!"
The collector carried Harley like a helmet which the head sometimes like to a gym in the mansion.
"Man it's been a while since you picked me off the shelf. Have you gone lean on me? I'm worried my head gone lean," Harley said.
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