Ratchet Copperwire

By Ratchet Copperwire

• September 14, 2013

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Species: Earth Pony

Appearance: He has an Orenge furcoat and his mane is longhaird and more darker than his coat.<br /><br />He has blue eyes and lightblue iris.<br /><br />He carries a pair of blue goggles on his head at most times.

Cutie Mark: His cutiemark is a gear with a wrench on it.<br /><br />It represents his talent to fix things, no matter how much it is broken.<br /><br />He fixes everything from watches to hearts <3

Personality: Hes very sheltered, he has a very narrow focus, but incredibly open to anything.<br /><br />He can be abit confused with sudden new things happening around him, and he doesnt have ment friends, but sorta doesnt mind him one bit.

Backstory: Ratchet copperwire grew up in the town of ponyville, untill the age of 6.<br /><br />Here he loved with his mother and his little sister, both unicorns. He loved and cared for his little sister, so ever much, he did everything for her, and whenever her dolls were broken, he helped her.<br /><br />Ratchet however, felt outside the family. His mother allways favored her little princess, her doughter over ratchet.<br /><br />One day, his mothers porcelain duck, she was broken, it was a caring gift from her own mother.<br /><br />Ratchet had the chance, he could proof how much he loved his mother, this was his time to shine.<br /><br /><br />He woke up next day, ready to fix the duck, but when he got up and went to the kitchen, his heart broke. His own sister, had fixed the duck, using her magic.<br /><br />Ratchet backed out and ran off.. everything he stood for, everything he had, bested by magic of a unicorn who doesnt even fix things.<br /><br />He seeked refugee at a random workshop, living with an old stallion who had worked out there alone for all his years, here ratchet grew the rest of his time up to the age of 19. He allways called him his dad since then, untill the older stallion died ..<br /><br />Ratchet was broken, and tranquilized, he knew not up or down anymore, he was mentally broken for years to come, he simply took over the workshop as his own, and lived by himself up untill today, where he is 22 years old.<br /><br />he dont get visitors, only travelers who needs their wheels fixed for the wagons or their horseshoes corrected, he never speak and is a very sheltered pony by now.<br /><br />He felt very insecure by others, but he didnt hate nor love, he just did. He is shy, but he reacts more like being confused if somepony visits or speaks to him. <br /><br />Maybe one day, a mare soft enough, to clear his vision and blurry understanding of the world, will come into his life, and unluck his heart.