Let's sling our rain slicks over February's fantastic antlers, sprouting from the foreheads of world famous necromancers. The winter's looming like a bloodthirsty bird of prey. And I guarantee by spring we'll either be world famous or dead. Guitar one fastens languid years to busty bones like dust and skin on a dull antique moon. Guitar two's touch keeps ruining lovers for other lovers like jokers concealed in trick decks in our laps. There's a train tumbling down torn paper tracks while weeds blossom from heartbeats that lack. Guitar three's dancing even though her song ended ages and ages ago. She's at an empty dance club suspended in the middle of a rambling sentence. Guitar four says, "If you still believe in the grace of man, let me introduce you to greedy, greedy, greedy hands." Let's sling our rain slicks over every single second to the rapture dripping from clocks ticking all our misadventures. The winter left town with some seventeen-year-old waitress. And spring's laying in a pile of all moments of our misadventure. Rentalboots!

Yay for Rentalboots.
Rents was created by me, and sometime after that painted with a magnificient Glowing paint brush. Rents will live here forever, just to make things clear, he is
and he never will be.
Introducing...
Rents the Glowy Bori is Conan's little brother. (See _xx_Conan_xx_)Rents is only 14 years old. He is insanely hyper, but instead of going outside and using all that energy up, he prefers to drool up at the TV screen all day playing video games. Rents is weird and often says things that make absolutely no sense. Rents is also extremely clumsy. He has a good history of destroying houses. But apart from it all, Rents is an adorable little Glowy Kid. Rentalboots loves Pokemon. Awwww. He loves to play in the mud and then trample into Sellouts's house and break things. Or throw all the ''moldy'' apple jacks on the floor at Bakentok's house. n.n;
Rentalboot's Design.
Rents is an ordinary everyday kid. He usually will be seen wearing a hot pink and black striped hoodie almost every day. He has brownish black hair that sticks out everywhere, but comes down to the edge of his face. He has bright sparkly pink eyes and wears dark black-brown pants and shoes.
Hooray for Roleplay!
If you want to roleplay with Rents I suggest you neomail me on my main account, God_Puppet, since this is a side I am usually only over here for a few minutes each day, so if I get the neoamail on my main I will definately receive it faster. Furry Anthro is the only kind of roleplay Rents does. Quad wouldn't work and I hate quad roleplays. Other rules before roleplaying is you must be literate. That means you must use periods, capitals, and quotation marks when roleplaying. And you must write in clear sentences. I'm not gonna try and guess what your trying to say. I have roleplayed with a completely dreadful roleplayer before and it was more of a chore than it was fun so we stopped long before the end. x.x I like long roleplays so please don't try to end the roleplay on the tenth reply. When a roleplay is wrapping up, I can tell. If Rents is already roleplaying with someone you can still neomail me to set up a roleplay. I can do multiple roleplays at the same time. Number of times roleplayed as of October 17th: Two Last roleplayed:About a month ago.
THE STATS
Full name: Rentalboots Nickname: Rents Occupation/Class: Being a kid/middle class Age: 14 How old he appears to be: 12, 13, 14 Eye Colour: Black Glasses or contacts: None Hair Colour: Black Style: Messy Weight: Around 100 Height: Regular height for 14 year old. Type of bodybuild: Normal. Skin tone: Dark Green. Distinguishing Marks: Glowy around the edges. ;3 Freckles: Nope. Moles: None. Scars: None. Healthy?: Eats a lot of junk food. Favourite Colour: Green. Why?: Cause it's Pretty. XB Least Favourite Colour: Orange. Why: It's pretty ugly. Favourite Food: Candy, French fries, and soda. Literature: None. Expressions: Confused, happy-go-lucky, Excited Transportation: Foot, bike Music: Rock Daredevil or Caitious: Depends on the situation. Same when alone?: Uh, yeah. Habits: Biting bottom lip. Drinks?: Soda! When and how much?: More than anyone ever should. Hobbies: Video games. How does he spend a rainy day?: Playing video games, of course. Hometown: Small neighborhood town. Type of Childhood: Parentless. Education: Up to 9th grade. Finances: Nothing to worry about. Priorities: Finish his newest game! Mother: Is nowhere to be found. Siblings: Big brother, Conan. Most at ease when: Standing next to Conan. Ill at ease when: Around strangers. How he feels about herself: Wonderful. Past failure that embarasses him: Not much. If granted one wish what would it be: Lots and lots of soda. Greatest strength: Adorable, quick-thinking, Greatest weakness: Not very smart. Optimist or Pessimist: Optimist Why?: Because that's the way he is. Extremely skilled at: Video games, durh. Extremely unskilled at: Sports, school. Good characteristics: Entertaining, Fun to be around, cute, Character flaws: Trouble-maker, annoying, destructive Biggest regret: Eh, none. Darkest secret: Doesn't have one. Pets: None! Movies: Pokemon the movie! XB Rich or poor So-so Job: Nothing.
Thanks for the Ride
I drive, drive into Hellview and he comes to me and says, ''You look bad, but the jewel is in your hand.'' Situations are hopeless and I got to find a way. Finding my way back into the heart. The living legend that occupied my dreams. Now I'm taking them back and tuning them to gold... I'm a lucky guy, don't befriend a man my size. You look bad, but I can't be alive. Take me back to your planet, and show me how you live your life. as I soar through empty space when grabbing on don't cut yourself. Lies let out in the open. won't gratify their hides. Ain't that sad? As spoiled as it seems, nothing is there when the underguy confides and you look sad. I can't be alive. Yaddayadda, I've had enough of empty space, goodbye thank you for the ride. With my perceptions in a mix, down 20 miles through the sticks. To the clouded town of Hellview: Population 96. Excessive vacancy, well maybe, in the shadow of an eye. All the strangers pass right through it, where the rules just don't apply. At the fork turn left, a store, but on the right stay free from sight. 'Cause 96 Quite Bitter Beings like to stack the bodies high. The only way to ever leave is overflooded by the storm. And entanglement in Hellview brings you fear in 50 forms. They've deleted all the tourists at the bottom of the lake... And not one supports the cause to leave the blood stay in the veins. Here three miles back is where we are. All we ever wanted was an answer. The civilized are close yet way too far. All we ever wanted was an answer. Footprints giving clue to where we are. All we ever wanted was an answer. The civilized are close yet way too far. All we ever wanted.... The fire dies on it's own, leaving us to ourselves but not exactly alone. I think that something is out there waiting. Anticipation has grown. The air as black as can be. Can't even see that my hand is in front of me. I'm overhearing a whisper "they won't escape until the blood is set free." So turn back, the silence is deafening. Turn back, don't let them see you again. They make the rounds at the midnight hour and on the clock it's just a minute away. So we're hours awake and our only mistake is we bleed. And the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease... Now I'm finding my friends hanging from trees, made a bed of a barbed wire fence. I'm on the loose with my neck in the noose but hey... I enjoy the intense. So turn back the silence is deafening. Turn back don't let them see you again. They make the rounds at the midnight hour and on the clock it's just a minute away. So we're hours awake and our only mistake is we bleed. And the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease. No experience could ever match the sight of when a person is through. If it's the last thing I will do I'll be the one that will escape from Hellview...and I will. So turn back the silence is deafening. Turn back don't let them see you again. They make the rounds at the midnight hour and on the clock it's just a minute away. So turn back the silence is deafening. Turn back don't let them see you again. They make the rounds at the midnight hour and on the clock it's just a minute away. So we're hours awake and our only mistake is we bleed. And the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease. No experience could ever match the sight of when a person is through. If it's the last thing I will do I'll be the one that will escape from Hellview...and I will.
Rents has a few friends.
Here is a current list of friends rentalboots has met in his travels.
Sellouts
Rentalboots met Sellouts through his big brother, Conan. Sellouts is Conan's best friend. Rents and Conan went over to Sellouts house for fun one day, and Rents made a mess of Sellouts house, breaking vases, and spilling food, and all in all just being annoying. Rents: ''Uhhhhh. I'm sorry Sellouts. :3 I didn't mean to break your house. I won't do it again. Can I come over Friday? *Puppy dog eyes*''
Bakentok
Rents met Bakentok through Razor, another of Conan's friends. Razor took Rents to the park with him to skateboard and swing at the playground when they met Bakentok! Since it was freezing outside, Bakentok invited Razor and Rents over to watch TV. Rents managed to spill a bowl of milk all over the carpeted floor, sprinkle an entire box of apple jacks all over the kitchen, and break out of the house and fall out of a tree. Rents: ''They were moldy...''
Rent's famous? Not quite.
Here is a list of all the directories that Rents appears in. If you own a bori or Glowy pet you can click the link to these great directories and register your pet.

Adoptables & Makables!!
Here are some nice little adopted adoptables and makables of Rentalboots. Awwww.

A PICTURE!
Just a little sketch I did in my notebook. Coloured with crayons, outlined with caligraphy pen. Happy Halloween! Rents is a mummeh.






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