Sunday, November 28, 2010

Gaming In line for a Concert.

Went to a concert with Raz. We met another two friends (a couple) who got us the tickets. It was an accident that we got tickets (long story), but I told Raz we should see what kind of 'talent' there could be.

Walking to the show, we're passing the front of the line. I see a 2set, two 8's, walking in front of us. I say to Raz, "You got your game on?"

We get in line right behind them. I immediately start talking to them. No fancy openers, situational opener does well here.
ME: "How long do you think we have to wait here?"
HER: blah blah

ME: "You look warm, I'm in three layers of thermals and I'm still freezing."
HER: "I always dress like this."
ME: "You look like a street person. Are we interrupting your nap?"

ME: "Your converse are cool, but ya can't wear them when it rains."
HER: blah blah

She threw out some unsophisticated shit tests and a little sarcasm. I told her that sarcasm is unattractive. A bit later she says, "I don't know why you're talking to me if you think me smoking is unattractive?"
ME: "No, it's the sarcasm that makes you unattractive."
I ask her friend how she rolls with her. (credit Mystery)
I mention that she's only 3 apples high. (smurf reference 'cuz she's shorter)

First IOI, from HB 3apples:
HER: "What do you do?"
ME: "Real job or fake job?"
HER: "Real job."
ME: "Bangladeshi Otter Trainer."
HER: gibberish, acting like she can't hear.
ME: "I said, Underwater Sneaker Repair."
HER: "Oh, that sounds interesting. Did you go to school for that?"
ME: "Online for three weekends and a 5 minute quiz."

ME: "What do you do?"
HER: blah blah
ME: "Oh, that's awesome." Give her back IOI's. (qualify)

I ask her friend, HB Naive, what she does and she tells me exactly what she does, which evidently is really boring. I just look at her for a second, then go, "Ok, anyway" and turn back to the interesting girl. Get laughs. Turn back to boring girl and said, "Next time say you're a Bible Hermeneuticist." They ask what that is. More banter.

-- Most of the convo was with HB 3apples because her friend was an introvert.
-- Very odd, because she was pretty. After hanging with her later, I find out
-- she's really immature and naive. And she also had no real sense of humor
-- that I could find. We were saying some funny ass shit and got little
-- response from her.

Right behind us in line was a 50year old couple that I KNOW were confused as fuck. I'm sure they were thinking, "Why are they being so mean to those girls, and why are the girls still talking to them? What's happening?"

The line starts moving and we go in. We ditch them without saying anything. Yes, on purpose. Push/Pull. Leave them wanting more.

We go upstairs to the bar area. There's a balcony with seating over the standing room only lower level. Raz and I are being loud, but not obnoxious. Sitting down are a lot of older people, so it's quiet. All eyes are on us, just the way I like it. Apparently even people on the lower level can hear us laughing and having fun, because I caught HB 3apples out of the corner of my eye. She was downstairs and when she heard us she turned to us and waved. I waved back.

Tons of MILFs and cougars here. It's so obvious who's available. Just make eye contact and the married women turn away fast. We met up with our friends who were hanging out all the way to the front and right of the balcony. To get there you have to make a bunch of people move out of the way. We're being loud again and I glance toward the seated crowd. Several women are checking us out. We have a lady next to us take our picture (all four of us) and a drink got spilled on the lady's boyfriend's ugly shoes. Raz negs him, "Watch it. Don't spill beer on my man's mockasins." Picture taking lady laughs at him.

We ditch our friends to sarge. On the way up the stairs a group of ladies are eyeballin' us. We get some drinks at the cash bar, flirt with the cute bartender and roll to the other bar.

I saw an out of place guy wearing a NOFX t-shirt. One of my favorite bands. I talk to him about music and chat up his lady. She's into the convo, but I sense something. She goes to the bathroom and I ask the dude how they know each other.
"We're roommates..." (Good to go?) "and fiances." (Nope)
They're actually really cool, so we hang with them for a drink. Raz and I grab the dude and go outside for a cigarette.

Outside it's a small area to smoke, so it's easy to talk to the six people there. One is a cute HB7. Raz and I are loud and talking with everyone. I'm chatting with an older guy and his girl and inserting DHVs that the HB7 couldn't NOT hear. Raz chats with the group and I sidle up next to the HB7 and start a sidebar convo, pulling her away from the group. It works beautifully and she's giving me IOIs. Cigarette's are done and she lights another, obviously wanting to talk. The rest of the group leaves and Raz is talking with us. I thought for sure he was gonna roll so I could isolate, but he hangs a little too long and she went back in.

I told Raz what happened and he said I should have said something to him, but I feel like it shouldn't have to be said. Either way, we need to work on our code. I could have easily opened her again, but when we went back in, I decided to find HB 3apples, which ended up being a smart move.

I walk to the front of the standing room only area and spot HB Naive, but not HB 3apples. I turn around to walk away and see her sitting on a step smiling at me. I sit next to her and chat. Then I say, "come with me to smoke." We went outside. In the smoking area is a girl I talked to upstairs and I banter with her for a second, primarily to boost my social proof. I isolate HB 3apples further away and lock in against a wall, talking to her over my shoulder. We chat about art and writing. I didn't need my routines here, she was pretty much eating out of my hand. Very easy to tell at this point because I told her I'd love to see her art and her eyes lit up.

Her eyes are hanging on me a little longer at this point, kind of eager for a kiss. I denied her the kiss and said, "Let's go check out the band." We get inside and she's following me like a puppy. We get to the edge of the standing room only area and I turn back to her, grab her hand, and lead her through the crowd, closer to the stage. While I'm leading her, I loosen my grip, she tightens hers, and I know she's mine.

The band was chick music. Perfect for holding a woman, rocking (pseudo-dancing), and making out. Which we did. I pulled my phone out a couple times and texted Raz. He needed a wing upstairs. I seriously thought for a minute that I should leave this chick and go help him out, (I do love the chase) but of course that didn't happen. I felt later that it was a bit too easy, that I didn't get shit tested enough, and for that reason, the payoff wasn't as sweet.

This led me to another thought. Concerts are full of women that don't necessarily go to bars a lot. Since they don't get the flattery of Alpha male attention, they're much less sophisticated in their banter and shit tests. It's not just like a buffet, it's like picking your own lobster out of the tank. So if any Game practitioners are reading this, GO SEE CHICK MUSIC BANDS!

After the show Raz and I invite HB 3apples and HB Naive to get drinks. HB Naive is a huge downer and wants to go home to sleep. HB 3apples wants to party, but has to drive her friend home. It's midnight now. We part ways with the girls and go to Old City to Sarge more. Number close two more girls in Old City, then call it a night at 1:30 am. We were tired.

HB 3apples lives an hour away. That's a downside to concert game. People come from all over. What follows is my text game:

ME: It was really cool meeting you tonight. Get home safe. We'll hang out soon.
HER: Thanks, I feel the same. You have an awesome smile. I hope to see you soon. Have fun with your friend. Be safe.

HER: Did you have fun last night?

ME: Fun? Yeah. Met some friends. Woulda been better if you came out. Yxxxx is too far. You need to move south.
HER: OK. I'll get right on that. Were you partying last night too?
(I didn't respond for a day. Next text she seems disappointed.)
HER: It's cool if we don't hang out again. I know we live too far apart, but thanks You made that night great. You're a sweetheart.

ME: Is Philly too far for you? (short text on purpose. don't acknowledge her frame)
HER: I don't think so. Do you?

ME: I'm in Philly all the time.
HER: Then let me know when you're up so we can catch up.

ME: You got it. I don't know about 'catching up'. I'm probably just gonna make out with you the whole time. (sexual relationship frame)
HER: That's fine too.

5 days later:
ME: Have you ever met Sylvester Stalone?
HER: No. Why? Do you know him?

ME: No. I totally had a dream that you were makin out with Rocky. Weird. Maybe it was the UFC thing.
HER: That's a little weird. I thought you were going to tell me you work with him. Besides, he's not my type.
HER: So you're dreaming about me. That's a good sign. Did it turn you on to see me with Rocky?

Friday, November 26, 2010

Why I use Speed Seduction

It's not a silver bullet, but it is a powerful tool.

I went outside to get a smoke with Raz. Before I light it, I see an HB8 by herself sitting on the steps of one of my favorite bars. There's a guy a foot away from her and a step lower. I figure they're not together... I'm right.

Walk up.
Me: "You seem cool, are you friendly?"
Her: "No."
Me: "Geez, I just wanted a light. Are you like this with everyone?"
Her: "Haha, no, I'm sorry. Here." Hands me a light.
I sit down next to her and ask her if she's not having a good time, why'd she come out? She's 'babysitting' her friends.
I'm completely plowing now, from one thread to the next. While laughing, she says, "Do you ever stop talking?"
Me: "I'm just getting started. Anyway, that reminds me of when I was in Mexico and went snorkeling in the Cenotes."
Halfway through the routine, I see something click in her eyes, and she leans in and kisses me.

Would this have happened without the routine? Maybe. BIG maybe.
You MUST have the basics down first, and then sprinkle it in.

Raz said he was laughing his ass off because the guy that was sitting next to her was trying to game her. He was actually talking to her before I rolled up and was waiting for me to leave, but it didn't happen. I was so into her that I didn't see him stand up, look dejected and then walk back into the bar with his head low.

New Wing Broke Rules.

So we went out. Razael, me, and New Wing. New wing tells us 10minutes in that he invited a friend to come hang out with us. He said his friend would be a good guy to roll with because he's a 'natural'. Bull-Fucking-Shit. The guy blew. First off, when he rolled in he starts AMOGing New Wing in front of us. Totally negging him. He had horrible body language and came off as an asshole. I've hung out with him before, but never in this capacity. He had no idea what game was and his negative attitude was impenatrable.

Razael and I left New Wing and his friend and gamed a couple sets. Got opened and stayed in set a while. We met up with New Wing later and he was just miserable. Turns out that after he opened a set, his friend came in and negged him in front of the set. Blew him out. All four of us went outside, Raz and I got smokes, and we talked. New Wing opened on the way out and got a kiss close. His friend immediately starts talking shit on him to us.
Earlier, Razael told him, "We don't talk bad about our friends when we're out."
New Wing told him, "We don't talk bad about our friends around women."
New Wing's friend and I were talking and I told him, "We don't talk shit on our friends when we're out."

5 fucking minutes later... I see New Wing crossing the street by himself. I catch up to him and ask him what's going on. He says his friend blew him out by making fun of him in front of a set again.
He said, "I only brought him out because I thought he was my friend and he seemed to do really well with girls."
I told him that we have friends for different things. New Wing is my friend when we sarge. I wasn't even friends with him before that. On top of that, when you introduce the Game to anyone, it has to be in small increments. Give them just a little bit so they want to know more. If you tell anyone all about the Game and what we do, at best, they're not going to understand, and at worst, they'll mock you. He found out the hard way by breaking the rules.

How often do I open?

I'll average 3 openers a night. This is from 9pm to 2am. I really don't understand how so many aspiring PUA's can go out and open 12 sets a night with only a few number closes. When I open, I'd say I hook 90% of the time. I really enjoy talking and interacting so I stay in set a while. Sometimes I'll hang with the same people all night.

"You seem cool, are you friendly?"
My default opener blows open sets so well now, that I don't really need others. I still use the others, but just as routines. I don't let the convo die, if I need to, I've got 10 threads in my pocket ready to go.

Maybe I'm a lot better than I give myself credit for, or maybe it's just that I've been in field so much, but I just don't see the point of opening constant sets if you're not gonna hook. Am I missing something? I don't care, I'm having fun.

*UPDATE* I just realized why I only open a couple sets a night. I've been screening them before I open. I don't open what I would consider a difficult or awkward set. It may be I'm just going for the easy ones... wounded gazelles. Maybe the other guys are just opening everything without screening.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Orlando Trip: Success

I was in Orlando for work last weekend.
Friday and Saturday night I went out with co-workers...
Friday it was me, Jxxx (a guy who ended up being a great wing) and Txxxx (a female, unskilled pivot, but great social proof).
Saturday it was Jxxx and I.

Friday we went to 'City Walk' at Universal Studios theme park. It was a bunch of bars all next to each other with a club atmosphere and a bunch of tourists mixed with locals. Jxxx knew what we were going there for, but he wasn't opening. He was trying to game Txxxx (our pivot). I had previously f-closed her a couple years ago and knew that her new relationship status inhibited further sex, so I focused on other women.

Quick Digression: A few weeks ago, on Halloween night, the cutest, most scantilly clad lady was dressed as Snow White. She was a point or two higher than any other girl there that night. A guy I knew, who wasn't great at game, came over and talked to us. After a half-minute he says, "Where'd snow white go? I want to get her number." Then POOF! he's gone. I spotted him later, locked in with Snow White leaning in to him. He got her number. I've been thinking about his state of mind and I knew that whatever it was, I was going to own that state of mind.

Fast forward to Orlando/Universal at Citywalk. I fluff talk with my co-workers for about 15 minutes until I'm antsy as fuck. I spotted a 2-set earlier that I wanted to open and got off my seat and went over and talked to them. The point is, I really wanted to talk to them, I knew from their body language that my target would be receptive and I did it. No hesitation. Just action. I opened 2 more sets that night the same way. I need to access this state every night I go out.

Set 1. Inside 'Red Coconut'
I spot them as soon as I walk in the bar. A 2set. HB Blonde and HB Brunette. HBBlonde is further away and not really having fun. HB Brunette is actively looking around and smiling. It's early and I'm hanging with my friends. I notice more dudes are coming in, so I know I gotta act. I roll up in between them sitting at the bar and say, "You guys seem cool, are you friendly?" Their reply, "Yes." I'm in. The set hooks immediately.

My friends are looking for me and spot me across the bar. Jxxxx and Txxxx come in and I immediately introduce everyone. Jxxxx and Txxxx play interference with the Blonde and let me do my thing with the Brunette. I then lock in against the bar on the other side of HB Brunette so she's facing away from her friend and I can see every angle. Constantly teasing her and building attraction. Clearly I was what she was looking around the room for. "So what do you do for fun." Then into my 'snorkeling in cenotes' routine.

Her friend goes outside for a smoke and leaves us there in isolation. As I'm typing this I realize I blew a shot at a kiss close or some heavy kino. We'd been talking a while and I could have taken her to the dance floor. Her friend came back and was trying to go but my target was putting up a fight. I had my friends take a picture of us with my phone and I said, "give me your number and I'll send it to you."
She said, "oh, is that your move?" with a mischievious smile.

We made plans to meetup the next day. She was supposed to pick me up at the hotel and we'd go downtown. I texted her the next day, "Hey, It was great meeting you last night. Hope you got home safe. Still up for downtown tonight?" No response.

Set 2.
Earlier in the night I opened a 2set, a 5 and a 6, for warmup. "You got a light?" Transitioned into something. Was in set for 5 minutes and left to meet my friends.
After leaving Red Coconut, I was walking by myself to the next bar and ran into the same girls again. Bummed a light and immediately in conversation. They ask where my friends are, I said they should be right behind me. This time, however, it was the 5, 6, and a warpig. My target was clearly the 6 and I transitioned into a light sexual thread, but the warpig blew me out. My friends were supposed to be right behind me and I was waiting for them to take care of the cockblocks, but they thought I was still in the bar and were waiting for me there. Had I known they weren't coming, I wouldn't have gone sexual at all. As soon as I did, (the 6 clearly dug it) the warpig says, "I don't think you have any friends, I think they're made up." And she drags her friends away.
It's interesting, because all I said was, "You women are all the same, you only think about sex." Which was teasing about something the 6 said.
Note to self: "Don't sexualize a conversation without a wing to jump on the grenade."

Set 3. Inside 'Groove'
Found my friends, walked down to the next bar, Groove. As soon as we go inside my friends are a few paces ahead of me. I glance around and open the first person near me. HB Tally (Tallahasee, FL). Chick is decked out for clubbing. I say, you guessed it, "You seem cool, are you friendly?"
She got so excited and said, "I've been waiting for someone to ask me if I'm friendly! My girlfriend just went to make out with some guy and left me all by myself." *** JACKPOT! ***

Next Post: End of Set 3 and Day 2 Lay.