Myopia Oncler

By Strong Copper

• February 2, 2014
, No, Not Cast Stallion

One of the proud few ponies that has taken to wearing clothing, Myopia Oncler has a grey coat with a black mane and tail. He has green eyes, but for the most part they are hidden behind a pair of dark sunglasses.

 

On public occasions, Myopia is often seen wearing a black top hat with a green strip near the base, a green and white stripped over-jacket with a white shirt underneath with a green and black tie with what appears to be a small pink fluffy flower in threaded through right over his heart.

male Unicorn Myopia's cutie mark appears as a small pile of dirty looking golden coins. https://buffy.mlpforums.com/de9f02461d08b7ff80feca7d8e20765c.jpg

A child of Manehatten's slums, Myopia knows full well the value of a bit and thus he safeguards the things he has earned with the vigor and fury of a dragon.

 

That isn't to say he isn't generous with his wealth. He puts him money back into the community and runs a couple of programs aimed for those in the same situation as he had been growing up.

 

While he appears as a well to do gentlecolt, those who spend time around Myopia will start to notice small but rather important signs of his upbringing, such as small nails sticking out of the bottoms of his horseshoes or a razor sharp piece of metal in the brim of his top hat. Myopia started off and grew up in a world in which a piece of lead pipe was a standard negotiation tool and he is proud of his accomplishments, telling the tale whenever he gets the chance.

Likes: His Father, self absorbed nobles, those who try to steal from him.

Born in the poorer area of Manehatten, Myopia had a rather poor upbringing. What little money that came into the Oncler homestead was either spent on paying for his mother's medication or on his father's alcoholism. Even as a young colt, Myopia learned that if he wanted to have three solid meals a day that he couldn't count on his parents. Taking to the streets by day, he found he had a knack for finding ways of making money.

 

He became a mudlark with almost supernatural vision, combing the streets of Manehatten for lost coins, bits of metal, useful lumps of coal, anything that had some value somewhere. As he grew bigger and older, Myopia was employing other kids with control of large amounts of Manehatten's streets. Other gangs either avoided them or got taken over. Myopia wasn't a bad fighter and he could employ those who were better.

 

Where other colts and fillies would have been starting school, Myopia's clean up company was officially founded in Manehatten under the name 'Thneed Co' (If with a puppet CEO thanks to his mother) As soon as he was legally old enough to be in charge of a business, Thneed Co won the contract to be in charge of keeping Manehatten clean and Myopia officially took over the company. Thneed Co's growth skyrocketed as it offered it's services to other cities. It also expanded into plumbing and waste disposal, Cloudsdale and other cloud cities paying fortunes to take away the more... pony related waste without having to hear complaints from their ground bound kin.

 

While the money taking stuff away was large, the fact that most of the items removed were sold to one industry or another that made use of it only added to the profits. Myopia has been quoted saying that 'It often feels like I'm the only coal miner in the camp who knows what gold looks like'.

 

Now a young stallion, Myopia has decided to branch Thneed Co out into mining and lumber with plans to also move into construction in the future.

It's an interesting fact about Myopia that, until recently, he never learned to read or write. He was too busy making money and focused on his growing business to go and get a school education. While this has never stopped him from outsmarting and sometimes burying ponies who could, recently he has taken steps to remove what he sees as a personal weakness. He is a much better reader then he is a writer, but he is getting there.

 

In the meantime, if he needs something read or written down, he employes clerks for a reason.

 

Myopia's relationship with his father is almost non existent. Those who talk to him about it will get the hint that there is a lot of pain and anger connected to the subject around the same time they discover that he doesn't like to talk about it. Those few that have been with him since the beginning will know the reasons why; Myopia and his father have conflicting personalities and personal philosophy's on life. Myopia's father started off with every advantage he could have but due to his self entitlement and his laziness gave up after the first real setback and spent his days drinking and complaining about receiving his dues.

 

The last time that Myopia and his father spoke to each other was when his father had the nerve to come into Myopia's office and demand a share of the money he had no input in earning, simply because he conceived his son. While no one heard exactly what was said between them, the two yelled at each other for a good half an hour before there was the sound of something breaking and Myopia's father fleeing the office holding a bloody nose. They have not seen, spoken with or contacted each other since.

 

A few years after being born, Myopia's mother was diagnosed with an illness that had only been discovered a couple of years prior. Thanks to treatments and medication she was able to enjoy a relatively normal life for a number of years, despite the illness slowly but surely wearing her down as time went on. A few years ago, the illness that plagued her grew to much for her and she passed away peacefully in her sleep.