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She certainly didn't look like a loony plant mare. Well, okay, maybe just a little, what with the dirt speckling her coat, but she was too pretty to be crazy. But the idea that someone would want to stay in their room the whole time while taking an all-expenses paid trip to Las Haygus was ridiculous! Who in Equestria would want to do that? "Aw, c'mon," He said. "You gotta have at least a little bit of fun. I'd go nuts if I had to stay in one room the whole trip." He took a sip of his hayshake and was surprised at the sweet, clean flavor. That easy grin flickered across his features again. "If y'don't mind me asking, why'd you enter the contest if you didn't want to come? I mean, I didn't think I'd win, but Las Haygus is supposed to be one of the best vacation spots in the world." Cliff couldn't resist adding, "And my uncle used to work at the Wynny. He said it's one of the most romantic hotels in Equestria." -- {{OOC: Cliff did introduce himself when he first came over. I had to check too. xD}]

7/10. Negative three because Blueblood is a jerk. xD

@@Glaceon There, now she was relaxing! At first, she seemed ready to bolt at the slightest provocation, but after a moment or two she seemed to find some inner well of strength. Good for her. She even gave him a bit of a smile and it enhanced her looks tremendously. “Eve it is,” He said cheerfully. “A garden, huh? That explains the roses. Funny, I’ve lived in Cloudsdale my whole life and I’ve never seen you before.” As the hayshakes arrived, Cliff wondered at her. She seemed dainty, almost refined, and yet the ponies in Ponyville tended to be larger-than-life characters. Well, exceptions to every rule. “You won the sweepstakes too, huh? What are your plans for the rest of the trip? I was hoping to meet up with a couple of friends, maybe see the Hoofer Dam, stuff like that.” He laughed a little. “It’s not often I get to play the tourist.”

@@Glaceon @ Progress, Cliff thought to himself. He opened his mouth to say something, when a mare hurried past him, spilling two books out of her bag. “Whoa there, sweetheart,” He laughed, calling after her as she scampered off to the elevator. “Take it easy!” She was a cute little filly, maybe something worth pursuing if they bumped into each other again. Las Haygus seemed to be full of nice looking mares. This day was getting better and better. Something caught his attention. There was a smaller pony in the corner, curled in a ball and near tears, while a young colt talked to her soothingly. The urge to go over and see if he could help struck him, but it would be rude to leave the filly. He turned his attention back to the unicorn, and gestured towards the lounge. “C’mon. Hayshakes and small talk.” Cliff noticed that she had difficulty making eye contact. Ah well, they had just met, after all. Besides, she was making him interested by...not showing she was interested. He didn’t want to think about that too much. Once the glass doors of the lounge was closed, the noise dimmed considerably. The lights were lower as well, with a backlit bar and a small screened spa area. The front of the lounge had a glass front, so the sights of the magnificent Wynny lobby were still visible, but it was quieter and more discreet here. Cliff picked a spot near the middle of the room – not at the bar, under everypony’s scrutiny, and not in some dark secluded corner either. A waiter with a fantastically pointed moustache came over. “May I take your order?” He drawled. “Two hayshakes,” Cliff said easily. “Extra whipped cream on mine.” When the waiter departed, Cliff leaned back in his chair. “So, where do you come from? Someplace with plenty of gardens, I hope. Oh, and I never caught your name...what was it again?”

@@Glaceon - Cliff raised his eyebrows. Either this mare was being deliberately unhelpful, or she was just shy. Either way, Cliff was determined to make her like him. He shrugged. “All right then, we can just hang,” He said. “So what are you doing in Las Haygus? No offense or anything, but you don’t really look like the kind of filly who enjoys the city-scene, am I right?” She smelled like a fresh garden. It was nice, since most of the mares he hung around with were always scented with mist from the clouds, which usually stripped them of any actual aroma. Still, the conversation here was loud, and there were ponies everywhere. “Look, even if you haven’t eaten, can I at least buy you a hayshake?” He gestured to the lounge. “I promise I won’t bite. Just trying to be friendly, honest.” His smile was quick, and it crinkled the corners of his amber eyes.

No love for country music? All right. Lonesome Corner Avenue, next stop. All jesting aside, I do have a soft spot for "Dynamite" by Taio Cruz, and "Die Young" by Ke$ha. I discover songs about two to three years after they come out, so I'm really liking songs that everybody's sick of for some bizarre reason. I also sort of like Call Me Maybe...

Oh, isn’t that just the cutest thing, Cliff couldn’t help but think as the mare in front of him flushed a deep shade of scarlet at the attention. It wasn’t often, but occasionally instead of flirting back, the filly in question would just stammer and stutter and blush, horrified and delighted at the attention. His sister’s friend Flitter had been like that, until years of hanging around him had sharpened her edges a bit. “That’s all right,” He said cheerfully, “It’s a bit early, anyway. What do you say we have a bite to eat? I heard the restaurant here’s supposed to be excellent.” The other pony standing next to her seemed as though she was barely suppressing a bounce. “You’re welcome to come with, Miss Excited,” Cliff grinned. “To be honest, I’m pretty psyched about this myself. I won a free vay-kay for this, and I am so looking forward to a break from everything.” -- {{OOC: @@Glaceon, @

I have this thing about swearing. I always feel as though I'm pretending to be something I'm not when I swear casually. It's as though the words feel awkward in my mouth. I don't mind other people who swear, mostly because I'm around it 24/7, but it's not something I can imitate. Although I make no promises when I hit my thumb with a hammer.

It really wasn’t any fun drinking alone. Cliff cast his gaze about quickly and lit upon two mares chatting near the front desk. His shoulders straightened as he tossed his mane out of his eyes and went over to them, half-smiling already. Talking to fillies was something he was extremely talented at, and besides, this was Las Haygus! Ponies were supposed to kick back, relax, and let loose with other ponies. What happened in Las Haygus stayed in Las Haygus, right? “Hey,” Cliff said cheerfully, winking at the tall unicorn mare with a striking green mane. She appeared to be covered in...dirt? There was a streak of mud on her cheek and more mud flecked into her coat. Surprisingly, the smog of Las Haygus hadn’t worn away the faint scent of clear rainwater and roses which hung about her, and the deep, richer scent of earth. Next to her was another tall mare, with a soft pink coat and too many accessories to take in. “Name’s Cliff Chaser, can I interest you two fillies in a drink? I just got here myself, and figured I should kick back for a bit.” He flicked his tail idly, and winked at the earth-covered pony. “I like that scent you’ve got on, sweetie. What’s that, roses? Very nice.” -- ((OOC: @@Glaceon, @, forgot to add.))

This. This just made my life. Everything in this post is exactly what annoys me the most about people who use incorrect grammar on the internet. However, I often don't correct people on it, since frankly I don't like to waste my time on such things.

Cliff Chaser flicked a sheaf of his mane out of his eyes and trotted into the sprawling lobby of the Wynny. A smartly dressed bellpony jumped forward to take his suitcase, and the burly pegasus acquiesced with a smile. Neon lights flickered and danced over his blue coat, and his dark hooves barely made a noise on the plush crimson carpets. All around him, he heard the dings and ringing bells that came with the winning slot machines. Not far away from him, he saw the casino arena where ponies held their cards close to their chest and collected heaps of bits and small chips. Still others were ejected from the arena, penniless and with tears in their eyes, although Cliff didn’t notice these much. A rich aroma of cooking food wafted across his nose, and he sniffed the air appreciatively as he stretched his wings a little. A fountain in the middle of the lobby added a nice cacophony of white noise to offset the sporadic rings of the casino, and there were thousands of glittering bits at the bottom of the pool. The handsome pony circled the lobby and blinked, grinning to himself. His sister, Cloud Chaser, had been the one who suggested he enter this contest, and boy was he glad he did! There were sweet looking fillies all around, most of them wearing glitzy, frilly outfits, and already he felt at home. First, he needed to get something to drink. The long flight here had tired him, but a little bit of liquid courage never hurt anypony. And then, he would see about his room. "Well, well, well. Time to have some fun." He chuckled to himself.

@ I'd love one of my OC! I'm trying to go around and get a bunch of him so I can really make a good OC profile for him. This is Cliff Hiker: In case you can't tell, his cutie mark is a snowy mountain. And I'd prefer shaded, if you have the time.

@@Bronyette That looks perfect! Thanks so much. ^^ He is pretty slick, as far as I have him developed in my head. Very flirtatious. xD