Articulus "Wheels" Abrams

Articulus "Wheels" Abrams
Gender: Stallion
Species: Earth Pony
Mane: A dark-light green
Tail: Same as mane
Eyes: A faint white-purple
Body: Crippled, back legs useless from an incident later on in his life. Otherwise, he's a rather cute pony, not too buff, but not too skinny either. Medium height, sits on a "wheel-chair" to move around, chair mechanical so he can control it with a hoof.
Cutie Mark: Dove with an olive branch in it's beak
Age (Baby,adult): Adult
Personality: Kind, caring, probably one of the most sweetest ponies to come out of Ponyville, strives for world peace
Likes: Helping other ponies, and basically, everything good in the world.
Dislikes: Violence, simple as that.
History: Born a rather tiny pony, Articulus grew as a sort of runt. When he was starting to become a young Stallion, he had a horrible accident. A tree fell onto his lower back, crushing the back of his spine. After realizing that he would never walk again, he managed to accept the fact, and, after his parents discovered that he wouldn't walk again, he was given an automatic wheel-chair, that he could control with a hoof, so that he didn't have to roll the wheels, because the accident left his front legs weak, but not un-usable. After leaving home to meet new ponies, he saw how cruel the world could really be, when he saw a handi-capped pony like himself made fun of. He was horrified at what he saw, and, made it his life goal to bring world peace to everypony, even if he ended up passing away in the process. After helping many handi-capped ponies such as himself, he earned his Cutie Mark, a symbol of his kindness, and strive to bring peace to the world. He is slowly getting better at using his wheel-chair. On rare occasions, he would visit his parents, but, he hasn't been able to visit them anymore, for, while he was journeying one day, he recieved word that his parents had passed away in their sleep one night. He was sad, and mourned them for a long time. As the years passed, he got over their passing, and goes to their graves every year on their death-date.