(ok, ok, not that good of a drawing. But hey, I'm a doodlest not an artist so I can draw a little but not allot; like hats! I can't EVER draw a hat. Though to be fair not the best drawing of him)
(also...sorry about it...I know it's a little much and I understand it may not be approved)
Mane: A short cut mane with the color of dark caramel
Tail: Long with a slight curl at the tip
Eyes: Slightly big and babyish but the color of evergreens with a small brown ring around the green color.
Body: Not the biggest pony you would ever see but not the shortest. Not a Stallion that is buff and fast; he is simply a normal sized gentlecolt
Cutie Mark: A cup of tea
Age (Baby, filly, adult): Adult
Personality: A very odd, oblivious, pony who speaks a little too much and makes up his own vocabulary like "Fiddle fondle". Usually Ponies try to avoid him because of his oddness, maybe because he talks to a Balloon all day and goes into the Everfree Forest with a joyous smile on his face.
Likes: Getting lovely herbs for tea
eating a daisy sandwich in a nice sunny day
chocolate (white, dark, and milk)
History: Once upon a Time...
There was once a foal named Blackstone who lived with a famous magician colt who was called the wonderful mystical Cobalt Shadow (which was his father). Cobalt shadow did illusions with a hint of magic here and there but that was not the point. The point was Cobalt would shock; even horrify ponies with his tricks leaving them in wonder of how he did it because even magic has it's limits.
Blackstone would watch his father's shows with excitement and even had done some small tricks with his father. Oh how his eyes sparkled when Blackstone was doing tricks with his father and everything seemed fine until a young mare with new magic came. She would astonish crowds with her own tricks because she as well was a magician but Cobalt wouldn't stand for this and put his hoof down. Blackstone's father and the mare had what you call a "Magician war". They would do stunts in front of crowds, stages, anywhere to prove who was better and it lasted for a year. Both magicians started to snap till one day Cobalt had an idea for the most dangerous stunt he had ever thought of and naturally Blackstone helped. They built this...contraption that bounded Cobalt which also was to be on fire with large blades; he was suppose to escape from that without using any magic. Blackstone was worried but his father said "I know I can do this little stone, besides you helped create it! It would never fail", those words did bring comfort...till the day it actually happened.
Blackstone was in the crowds, watching in horror when everything went wrong. His father just couldn't get out and there was screams, terrified ponies screaming. Blackstone ran away, that's all he could do. The poor foal, he blamed himself and he was tortured by images as he hid far away into the wilderness, maybe the everfree, he did not know and he did not care. He might have gotten eaten or turned to stone if it wasn't for a scarlet red balloon that was tangled on a bush. It innocently blew with wind but Blackstone was confused of why such a thing was there but the little foal walked over and grabbed the string holding the balloon, freeing it. It brought some joy seeing balloon but only for a short time but then the strangest thing happened. A soft voice whispered to Blackstone "little foal, I see your pain...your suffering...I see death in your past", Black was stocked and looked around for somepony but no one was there "shh, calm little foal, I am in front of you. do not fear me, I can help you; I can stop your pain, your suffering but you have to give something to me in return for my generous act", Blackstone was just a filly and in sorrow so he would take any kind voice. He asked what the thing wanted, it said "Life...but don't fret, little filly; it's easy, all you have to do is give me a part of you and i'll do the rest and with that I'll make sure you are no longer tortured my the memories; I promise" Blackstone didn't see it so bad but to be honest he didn't understand though he still agreed. The thing took over Blackstone; gave him a new name, look, everything but it kept it's promise since the foal now named Whinklehoof can't remember anything at all. It taught the foal many things as he grew up; it taught him herbs even some potions but Whinklehoof found herbs other uses like tea and when Whinkle became an adult he went to ponyville to have a little tea shop where he is to this day but he always has a red balloon who he calls Mr.Balloon. Who knows what that thing is doing or what he really wanted but he guided Whinklehoof through life and the colt trusts him