Jul. 31, 2008 5:34 PM -
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- [ post comment ] The title sounds more exciting than the articale actually is. But the article is still interesting nevertheless because it is something I haven't really heard anyone bring up
I noticed with a few girls, who I would consider to be my friends and who i have had sex with, will adopt this interesting attitude after I have sex with them for the first time. In this state begin to hit me with comments that are much more acrid than negs. It is as if they would like to tear me down from some superioir position I may be at. When I sense the acrid comment, I usually pretend I didn't hear it or just smile and move on...something to show that the comment didn't hurt because I know they are doing it on purpose. It doesn't hurt me, it makes me feel sorry for them because it sounds like the comments are coming from a desperate place in their being.
Because they are my friends, after having sex with them I'd immediately call them later in the day just to check up on them. One girl even discussed, right before sex, that it "better not get all awkward between us". And it hasn't. I still talk to these girls, I still hang out with them. I haven't had sex more than once with them. These particular girls I have only had sex with once are the only ones that have adopted the somewhat acidic attitude.
On the other hand, there is a group of girl friends that I have who, after having sex with multiple times, still talk to me a lot, hang out with me, and are nice to me. They're attitude hasn't changed. In fact, I'd say we are closer now after having sex.
But my focus is on the first group of girls. Have any of you experienced this? It seems as though the girls feel like they have lost some kind of power having sex with me and need to use acid remarks to cut my man-ego down. That could just be my ego talking though. I see what is going on, and it doesn't hurt me, but I want to know what to do about it so my gril friends can be my girl FRIENDS again.
May. 31, 2008 4:12 AM -
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- [ post comment ] Wow, stereotypical Italian
but it worked...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_aNTNdRMNLM&NR=1
Apr. 17, 2008 10:19 PM -
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- [ post comment ] http://www.shoutwire.com/viewpicture/148711/P_The_Friend_Zone
Apr. 14, 2008 11:24 PM -
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- [ post comment ] Let me preface this blog by saying once I hear of a new style or method, I'm quick to grab a hold of it. This doesn't mean I sit down and STUDY it thoroughly, rather I will read an article on it and glean that basic idea and milk it for all I can.
Before my exile I have been in the PUA stage of relying on routines. Trust me, after a while, you realize you don't need routines. Routines may seem like a magic answer to all your problems....but they are not. I've learned through experience that routines simply give you an excuse to talk to a girl, and excuse to portray your personality.
To be honest, when I used routines...it would be fun knowing I was in control of the situation and didn't need anything to talk about because it was all canned. But I will tell you now...none of my sarges that were based on routines rewarded me with a lay.
Never.
So, after a while I stopped depending on the routines and not giving a fuck. For serious, you can say ANYTHING to a girl and it will work as long as your confidence and personality come across.
ANYTHING.
A while ago I heard of a method called Apocalypse which backed me up on this claim. Apocalypse openers are openers where you blast through the bullshit and just be direct. But you must think of them as Apocalyptic. No hesitation. You are on an unstoppable course toward your destination. It is all or nothing. You get in there and you blast through until you completely destroy the set. No sorries, no apologies, nothing.
The thing with Apocalypse Method is...it is very Apocalyptic in a party scene. If you do it wrong, you can ruin all sets of the night in one approach. Or atleast, you can ruin many sets in proximity. Apocalypse can make you come off as a creep if you don't have the confidence to pull it off. I think Steve P practices apocalyptic styles, because he knows exactly what he wants. He has a destination.
Last week, the same night I heard about the method, I decided to make it my sole method for the night. I'm Dionysus, I can do anything.
Went to a party and hung out with some friends about 20 minutes into hanging out, my guyfriend's girlfriend says "Let's have an orgy."
Me: (lightbulb) Great idea. ( and since my guyfriend is extremely cool with me, he let's me make out with his girlfriend as a reward on her part for coming up with this brilliant idea.)
It started off as a joke, but as I turned on my apocalypse mode with as much energy as I could, the people around me started mirroring my energy. Remember this mirroring of the energy part...it happens for the rest of the night,
I turn to the girl next to us and without hesitation, but with extreme confidence as if it were a normal question I ask:
Me: Are you sexually adventurous?
Hbrandom: (NLP broken thought pattern moment) ...Yes...why?
Me: My close friends and I are going to have an orgy and we need some fun and sexually adventurous people. We do this about once a week (we don't) and tonight is the night.
HBSwede(guyfriend's gf): Have you been checked for STD's?
Hbrandom: haha, I'm clean.
Me: Great. Well, I like higher ratios of girls, so I'm going to go look around for more contestants. We'll get back to you in a few.
I exit the set and travel around the party the whole night with HBswede. It was great to have her around because once she started talking..the girls seemed to trust me a lot more. We found a couple of pretty hot girls, too. If I wasn;t in Super State, I would have told myself "I can't believe this is happening" but since I was in State, I just assumed that there were people out there that wanted to have an orgy...so it wasn't hard asking.
At times, I would see some Alpha males and tell them what I was doing, and they'd instantly be all for it. I got this big buff white Ultimate Alpha male to find atleast one girl. Dude, he was seriously Ultimate Natural. If I pointed to a girl, he would instantly walk over there and talk to her. He would gain rapport, but it took him a while to do it. But no girl ever turned him down.
Then I found two black naturals. Or atleast one of them was natural. I know this because I see him at a lot of parties and he seriously just walks up to a girl and within seconds he is holding her hands and talking sweet nothings to her.
The black guys could not believe what I was up to. They gave me these incredulous looks but as soon as I told them that the prerequisite was "atleast one girl each" they were ready to seal the deal. Off they went.
I started realizing this night was just an experiment and I wasn't planning on really closing. Once I get too into it, it just becomes a huge ass experiment. these are the types of nights where I don't really close, but I learn a lot.
I'm by myself now, HbSwede is somewhere else in the party. I go onto the balcony (I've been on the balcony a couple of times already) and I see a 3set (2 males 1 female) and a 1set (1f) right next to them. Without hesitating:
Me: I don't like to bullshit around. You are an extremely attractive girl.
HB7(lol): (that weird thought pattern break...people really do this when you do something unexpected) Wow, thank you. (smile)
Me: You're not gong home alone tonight. You are coming with me.
Hb7(eyes light up): ...(stuttering or something) I'm not going home tonight
Me: huh, you aren't going home tonight? hahha
Hb7: hahahah I mean, I'm not going home alone tonight...my boyfriend is right here
She points to the guy next to her and I realize it is a cool guy I met the night before at a party
Guy: "Dionysus", what's up?!
Me: Ah, you are so lucky you are cool, I would have stolen your girlfriend.
Guy: Hahah
Hb7: Thanks though, Dionysus (she kinos me and smiles)
We hold EC. It felt like forever. I'm sure it wasn't.
Night goes on for too long and some girls personally come up to either HBswede or me and say they have to drop out.
How nice of them. :)
By the way Hbswede and I flirt with eachother all night. Even with her boyfriend there, she is grabbing my crotch at points. I expect it though. hahah. I take her and her boyfriend home. I get some Del Taco. I go to sleep happy.
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Experiment 2
Different night. I meet another girl HB7, I forgot how, I was a bit Dionysian Drunk...so I don't know if this all counts.
I sarged her and her Hb8 friend (no routines, just explosive fun/ridiculous energy) so I could use them as pivots for an experiment.
Me: OMG, let's try to get a 3-4some!
HB7: YEAH!
We approach a 2 set of girls.
Me: Are you guys sexually adventurous?
HB's: (look at eachother. I should have used the best friend's test) Yea, I think so
HB7: Let's have a foursome!!
HB's (look at each other, smiling)
They actually think about it....
HB7: Dionysus, look at those guys over there.
She drags me to another 2set with a guy and a girl. One girl from the last set giggles and grazes my arm as HB7 takes me away.
Drags me away. HB7 is leading us.
HB7: You guys want to have a 4some??
AFC: (looks at his girlfriend wishfully)
HBbitchshield: (grabs bf's arm) Um, no.
AFC: (desperate look falls over)
HB7: Oh, come on it will be fun!
AFC: (eyes light up...he looks at his gf)
HBbs: No, thanks.
We walk away and AFC is trailing us with his eyes, almost as if he wants us to try harder to break through his gf's BitchShield. We peace out.
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Experiment 3
At a frat party, I am about to leave. I find myself outside waiting for friends. I spot a 2 set. Guy and girl. The guy recognizes me. DHV. I learn that the girl is bisexual.
For some reason she starts kissing the guy.
Me: Okay, my turn.
Hb9: (the damn hesitation)
I grab her neck and she makes out with me. Cool
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Old Experiment
I have posted this story before. It was done before I actually tested Apocalypse. But here it goes, a shortened version.
I bust into a party and immediately some people who know me DHV me by cheering my name. I walk over to a keg. A girl who was friends with the cheering subjects is standing close by.
Without even thinking, I spit out the corniest thing I think I have ever said (with unshakable confidence)
Me: You're lips look tasty. Can I taste them?
Hb8: (...you know.)
Before she can respond, I grab her by the neck and start making out with her for about 5 minutes.
I've talked to some of the cheering people before about sarging and we agreed that we should sarge sometime. that was the first time they saw me in action and they were blown away. They thought I was a Master or something.
I'm not. lol.
Anyway, those are some of my memorable experiments with Apocalypse Method.
Apr. 14, 2008 10:28 PM -
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- [ post comment ] I know this is a plug, but I thought you guys would be interested. It is pretty bad-ass.
I am in this new series called The Resistance.
Go to www.youtube.com/theresistanceseries
Subscribe to the channel and we will keep you updated. Right now the youtube site only has trailers. We've been working on this for a couple months, but in a couple weeks we will premiere my first episode.
The first couple episodes may premiere in a club in LA. If that is the case, it may take more than a couple weeks to show up.
Anyway, I will be reminding you guys of this frequently, and I hope you support me!
Check out my profile from time to time to get the link and updates.
Apr. 13, 2008 3:29 PM -
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- [ post comment ] It has been a long while since I have contacted this community and some people have been sending me messages to make more blogs. I am flattered :)
I think I unconsciously went into a sort of self-exile to keep my mind off a "getting girls" while hoping to internalize my game so much that getting girls wouldn't be something I had to think about.
I'm horrible at articulating my thoughts, so if that made any sense...then let me say my "exile" has helped. I started The Game just last summer and I see some major improvements. Improvements I would have never thought possible. I seriously can't imagine a future without mastering my game. But I guess ignorance is bliss, so if I never learned about The Game, I'm sure I would just have thought "These are the way things are and should be".
Anyways, guys. I just wanted to give you a heads up that I am back. I'll try to keep you up with reports and revelations as much as I can, but they've been happening so much more often it's going to be hard to post all of them.
Feb. 24, 2008 2:00 PM -
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- [ post comment ] So I finally had somewhat of a girlfriend
and I think it is over
Think being the operative word.
I'm a gamer...I finally meet this girl that i really like. A lot. I'm still gaming her and everything, being alpha male...thinking everything is all good...then all of a sudden it seems to be over.
Understand, this girl liked me way more than I liked her. She made me breakfast..preordered Super Smash Brothers Brawl( I'm in love with that series of games) for me..everything.
We talked online for a while, then we started meeting up in person a few weeks after. Pretty soon I'd be over every weekend to just hang with her.
This all started late December. On Valentine's Day I finally decided to have sex with her (I've tried before...i didn't mind not having it, i just wanted to see how ready she was)
Couple days after the sex, she started to get distant it seemed. I called her out on it and she said she didn't realize she was getting distant until I mentioned it (which i feel is a lie) So we had a big discussion about how we both liked each other a lot but:
"Our feelings for eachother seem premature, i think it's too soon for how much we like eachother, i don't know where I am going to be in 4 months after I graduate.." etc
So I was willing to take it slower...I was willing to forego sex with her until way later. I just wanted her back to her normal "I can't get enough of you, Dionysus" mode, writing poems about me, surprising me, holding me..all that.
I stopped talking to her for a few days to give her space. And we painfully got more distant all of a sudden. It hurt not being able to talk to her...
LEMME ADD that during my PUA REBOUND stage, or whatever, I was hooking up with other girls. I found out one of my old acting friends gave amazing head. Wow.
It didn't help. Whatever I was feeling for my distant girlfriend was much more powerful than the pleasures of sex. But I tried to keep in my pua mindset and "live a life that makes everyone want to be around me". It is hard to keep it up. I feel that wants it drops even for a second, it's like falling from a high ledge.
This girl (I'm just going to call her r0z for the sake of not saying 'this girl' all the time). R0z IMs me finally and reminds me that I had RSVPd both of us 2 weeks ago for an event the next day.
r0z: Hey, do you still want me to go to the screening with you?
Me: Come if you want to come, don't feel like you're obligated to come
R0z: I just didn't know where you stood
Me: If you want come, but don't come if you feel obligated, it's fine with me, trust me
R0z: I'm fine
tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime goes by
it's now the middle of the night
R0z: I want you to want me to come
tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime goes by and i don't respond
Me: R0z, would you like to go to the screening with me?
R0z lol hahahaha yeah
And we proceeds to try to make plans about meeting eachother there but idon't respond unti lshe suggests to let me pick her up. We have a fun time at the screening, we bumped into the rapper Common, everything seems normal, we laugh, joke, and when i drop her off she hugs me and says goodnight. I go home. She IMs me and says thanks she "had a fun little time"
I don't initiate anymore convo with her until she does so. I'd rather give her space...and I guess make it look like I've been making myself busy.
The distance gap kinda closes and a week later she is IMing me more and more but keeping conversation very casual.
It really hurts to talk to her, guys, and feel that I can't have her anymore.
What should I do? Keep talking to her on a friendly level? If so, it seems like she will be the one to decide whether we become intimate again or not. I feel like she still likes me.
I noticed she started using shit-tests now. She's becoming a little tougher in her casual convo. She tries to make it sound casual sometimes, but my Pua Vision sees the shit-tests. I never jump through the hoops.
IT'S HARD KEEPING MY FEELINGS FROM HER THOUGH! It seems that now we are in this phase, we are playing The Game for real.
HELP ME.
Feb. 9, 2008 12:48 PM -
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- [ post comment ] After about 6 months in the PUAworld...I'm finally proud to say:
I'm a Pickup artist now.
Last night, I realized I didn't need routines anymore. I wish I could tell you everything but I felt last night was so natural and so intense that it would be too hard to to even articulate it. Words could not do it justice, and it would be such a big bragging story that no one would learn anything from it.
I am Dionysus.
Love you guys.
Jan. 8, 2008 2:34 PM -
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- [ post comment ] More proof that body language is bomb:
nthropologist Gregory Bateson has noted that our nonverbal communication is still
evolving: "If . . . verbal language were in any sense an evolutionary replacement of communication by
means of kinesics and paralanguage, we would expect the old, predominantly iconic systems to have
undergone conspicuous decay. Clearly they have not. Rather, the kinesics of men have become richer and
more complex, and paralanguage has blossomed side by side with the evolution of verbal language"
Dec. 19, 2007 8:06 PM -
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- [ post comment ] This FR comes in two parts because it is 8 pages long on Word. Take a break after part 1. Part1 Small apartment party with a balcony. Everybody is having fun and dancing. There are a bunch of Wallflowers. Not much alcohol. I did not plan on doing a DionysianDrunk that night, so I only had 2 drinks. Unsurprisingly, less drinks made my game tighter. Too much drinking just makes me an entertainer, but just enough to shake of the edges is good. I am going to try to make this post as detailed as possible because it was a semi-experimental night. If that makes any sense… I walked in the apartment, and usually I’d make a scene and try to Social Proof myself by announcing my entrance. (Usually, if it is a small party, I’d get the party’s attention as soon as I walk in the door and say “I’m here…You may begin!!!” I decided not to this time, and I just resorted to keeping slow, confident alpha movements. People seem to notice you just as much when you look like you are controlling time with your movements… I dropped my coat in someone’s room and instead of approaching a set or start dancing like usual, I decide to try something different for the sake of experimentation. I turn myself into a wallflower and just chill with a drink in my hand. It seems to work for some people…probably only if they are football players or something. My cousin like to wallflower a lot….but then again….he doesn’t get as many girls as I do. Being a wallflower isn’t doing anything. I decide to go out on the balcony and see an old friend and start chatting him up for a while. Then the social dynamics start… I spotted a guy(AFC)in a set with this short HB8…she’d be an HB9 if she had a better body…My friend(Wing) are pretending to pay attention to eachother but we are really putting our attention on the AFC and HB8. They are just fluffing. It was sad. I continued to listen. AFC gets a call and it is his friend at the airport. Needs him to pick him up. I butt in and say Dio:“No, my friend, tell him you have been drinking. Plus, it is raining.” (im trying to keep him in the set somewhat…I’m nice sometimes.) AFC insists he should go get his friend, which is stupid idea…leave a good set to risk your life by driving drunk on a rainy road to the airport???? I eject. Amog1 comes onto balcony and stands in a corner on his phone. He was well peacocked. A natural. Lo and behold, he was pretending to use his phone…he jumps in the AFC and HB8 set…asks a question, then jumps back out of set. 2 set continues fluffing. HB8 mentions she is part French. Amog1 jumps back in. Amog1: You’re French!!?? Hb8: Yeah!!! Intense convo explodes between Amog1 and Hb8. AFC is standing there AFC-like. Amog turns back to AFC. AFC is blown out. Wing and I are witnessing this whole thing and are amazed by the dynamics. HB5 walks onto balcony. She is friends with HB8. HB5 passes me and enters the set. Amog1 is gaming naturally. He is a good viber. Wing and I are pseudo-chatting with eachother. HB7 walks in, brushes against me. Dio: No thanks. HB7:What??? Dio: You caressed me. HB7: What? No I didn’t! Dio: Whatever, look, if you want to touch me like that, you have to tell me a funny story or joke first. HB7: Haha! Omg! I don’t have any! Dio: Not a good start. HB7: Haha! What’s your name? Dio: Asshole. (hold out my hand) HB7: Haha! I’ve met so many guys with your name! Dio: Well, then just to make it easier, we’ll call me Asshole 27. HB7: Haha! Alright Asshole 27. Dio: this is my friend, Wing. Wing: Or Asshole 28. HB7: Haha! Omg! She’s loving it. We chat some more, and tease her a bit. We DHV by somehow showing her that we speak French. Dio: Oui, je parle francais! (yes I speak French) HB7: What did you just say?? Dio: J’ai dit que je parle francais…Ah, et mon ami parle francais aussi ! ( I said that I speak French. Oh, and my friend speaks it too!) Wing: Non, c’est pas vrai, je parle pas francais. (nope, not true, I don’t speak annnny french) HB7: What??? What are you guys saying? Haha! Dio: Ah, j’ai oublie…il ne parle pas francais. (Oh I forgot he actually doesn’t speak any french) Wing: Rien de tout (none at all) We laugh, she laughs, she is eating it up. I’m getting into state. I target HB8. But while we were talking, Amog2 comes in (fat friend of Amog1) and enters the 3set of Hb5,7, and Amog1. Amog2 has amazing personality. The girls are Kino’ing him like he is some kind of teddy bear. Amog1 ejects for a bit and catches Hb7 pouring alcohol over the balcony. Negs her for it. I tell Amog1 if he is so worried about it, he should drink the rest of it! This is done in a playful manner. Amog1 gives me the silent Amog stare that kinda says “who the fuck do you think you are talking to”. He knows I’m competition. Whenever this type of attitude comes up from an Amog that knows he is an amog, I have to follow up with “KillEmWithKindness” and Kino. Always Kino Amogs, it shows you are dominant. After a bit of chat, AMog1 asks HB8 if she wants a drink. Then asks me and my friend. I decline. I know I’m doing something right when I get guys to get drinks for me. I can get guys to buy drinks for me at bars when I game their friends. Amog1 leaves. I continue the Hb7 set. HB7: I’m hungry for La Salsa ( a restaurant nearby) Dio: Speaking of Salsa. Do you do salsa? HB7: A bit. Dio: Okay, Wing and I have been arguing about this, but we need a female opinion. Okay, so you know how salsa gets really intense and sensual, right? One can just get caught up in the heat of the moment in this type of dance. Say you have a boyfriend and you go to a club and salsa with another guy.It gets hot and heavy, and you guys start making out…is that cheating with your boyfriend? HB7:Yes.. Dio: Okay, now same situation…You havea boyfriend…but you dance with a girl…you make out with her..is it cheating? HB7: But- Dio: NO. Is it cheating? Don’t put in that “But guys think that’s hot” bullshit. HB7: Yes… Dio: Wow, I don’t like you. Let’s get another female’s opinion.. And thus, I transition and open the HB8. With the previous opinion opener. I totally take her away from Amog2, so Amog2 resorts to HB5. HB8 gives me the same response as HB7. Dio: you girls suck. I can’t hang out with you guys. HB8: No! Wait, listen, let me explain why though. Dio: Nah, that’s alright, I can already tell the type of girl you are. HB8: (Kino’s my stomach) Come on! Just listen for a sec. Dio: (I look at Wing and sigh) Fine… As she tries to explain, I’m not giving her much eye contact and pretending I don’t care. HB5 leaves Amog2 and enters my set to back HB8 up with her explanation. I give HB5 more attention than HB8. I tell HB5 she has a very pretty hat. She gushes and says thanks. HB8 is getting frustrated. Haha I’m such a ‘coquette’ (read “The Art of Seduction” by Robert Greene) HB8 kino’s my right breast. Dio: What the fuck? Did you just touch my left breast? HB8: HAHAHAH…wait, that’s- HB5 That’s your right boob! Dio: I’m dyslexic, shut up! HB8: Listen to me! (Kino’s my left breast) Dio: Omg, who are you?! Touching my “Right” breast now! I am still giving HB5 a lil bit more attention. HB8 starts grabbing my face so she can focus my gaze on her. I give in with a suspicious smile. I think I may have used the “funny story or joke routine on her, too…” Amog1 comes back, gives HB8 her drink. I take her drink out of her hand and sip it. Give it back. I am a nice amog, so I make sure to include Amog1 in the set. But I turn my back to the set to see what HB7 and Wing are up to. Not much. I start talking to Amog2, he really doesn’t like me. I Kino him a little. Chat, chat with Hb7,Wing, and Amog2. Amog2 warms up. He tells me his name. Amog2 is cool now. I turn back to HB8. Her back is to me because Amog1 has her in such a way that she is not facing anyone except him. (damn, he’s good…) I grab at HB8’s pocket to take her cigs from her. We get into a lil kino hussle and she ends up ass-to-my-crotch. HB5 grabs at her ass to take some cigs. I told her it wasn’t me who was touching her ass. She turns around and faces me wit ha lighted cig in her mouth now. HB8: I never got your name! Dio: … Hb8: What is it?! Dio: Dionysus (hold out hand) Hb8: (frowns) Dio: (frowns) why the hell does everyone make that face when I say my name? I’m the fucking god of party and alcohol! Hb8: haha is that really your name? HB7 interjects: NO! His name is Asshole 27! Some of us laugh. HB8 and I get into a small discussion about Dionysus and how cool I am. SIDE NOTE: I just realized, somewhere in the Art of Seduction book it says it is a good thing to associate yourself with myth. It adds a heightened sense of fantasy. HB8: Omg, I think I’m seeing two of you now! ( she didn’t seem at all drunk, I think she was just fucking around. She could stand on both legs and wasn’t slurring.) Dio: Wow! You are seeing TWO of me? Not many people get to say that in their lifetime! (I do my superman laugh that my friends make fun of me for) HB8 IS CRACKING THE FUCK UP. Chat goes by. HB8 is blowing smoke in my face. Dio: If you’re going to be blowing smoke in my face you better give me a puff of that cig. HB8 hands cig over. We are both looking eachother in the eyes. I take the cig and blow smoke in her face. Hand her the cig back. I grab her and kiss her on the mouth. She smiles. I turn away slowly, as if it wasn’t a big deal…it was just a kiss. At this point in my game, kissing on lips is not a big deal. I even do it with my close girlfriends now. As long as it doesn’t come across as a big deal, they never seem to mind. REMEMBER THAT. PART 2 (Sticking Point ensues) I leave the balcony and head for bathroom. I meet a guy there who is from near my hometown. We become friends. We’re vibing and everyone sees that we are having a good time just talking. After I use the bathroom, I head to the dance floor a little to see what’s happening. Not much. Just lame dancing (as opposed to cool dancing) I head to the kitchen, and my new friend is there with a bunch of girls. I’ll call him W2(wing2). Dio:So are you going to introduce me to your friends? W2: Hey guys, this is Dionysus[he used my real name though] We are from around the same town, it’s so crazy! Hey, HBskinny(about an hb7.5) this is Dionysus. Dio: Hbskinny? Interesting. (hold out hand to shake. Then I put my left hand on wrist as I hold her hand with my right hand. I do some pseudo ritual on her hand and say:) Are you a Taurus? HBskinny: ….Omg…yeah! I am! Dio: Nice… ( and I turn away to introduce myself to the other friends) HBskinny grabs my arm: Wait! How’d you know that?! Dio: Shh ( I brush her arm off) All of a sudden, she makes a big deal out of all this to the whole group I’m with. “OMG HE KNEW MY SIGN! HE KNEW MY SIGN!” and W2 is freaking out too. Meanwhile, I’m getting social proofed as this psychic. I give them a BS reason why I can’t do it on anyone else right now and they eat it up because they believe I’m some kind of mystic. I leave the group on a positive note. I could hear HBskinny still talking about me as I left. Meanwhile, I challeneged a girl who was staring at me to dance. I love challenging girls to dance, cuz they think they can dance better than me. MWAHAHA. We danced for a little, and I DHV’d by bringing her into this dance circle everyone was forming. She wasa good dancer, she was holding back though. It was fun. Time went by and I had to use the bathroom again. W2, HBskinny, and another guy were near the bathroom. HBskinny: How did you know my sign?! Dio: Hahaha. W2: Man, how’d you do that? That’s nuts…do it on that girl over there! Dio: Hahaha, dance monkey dance!...Hey Hbskinny, are you right handed or left handed? HBskinny: I’m-wait a minute, you tell ME! At the time, I did not realize this, but I jumped through her hoop by trying to figure it out! Ah! I didn’t tell her which hand I thought she was, but I took a hand and started examining it. Then I implemented some other pseudo-ritual… Dio: Was your birthday after April 20th…? HBskinny:omg…yes…. Dio: (examining more) Is it after April 25th?... HBskinny: omg……….yea Dio: (sniffed her hand…don’t ask me why, its BS.) Is your birthday April 28th? HBskinny: OMG YOU’RE TRIPPING ME OUT! YEAH! Dio:Hahaha W2: Wtf… Otherguy:wtf… At this point, I realize I have an easy girl on my hand. Or so I thought. I decided to go with the basic beginner routines since she seemed so easy. The guys started to leave. Her friends tried to take her away, but she blew them off and said she was talking to me. I went on Auto-pilot. ESP test. It failed. C+U shape. Success Cold Read according to her sign. Success. Strawberry Fields. Success. Trust Test. (in order to give her the answers to her strawberry test. She failed the test 2 times, so I didn’t giver her the uncensored answers.) success. Especially with Kino and putting hoops out for her. Then we bounced to the balcony. I held her hand the whole time we were walking. Then came the hard part. I’m bad at listening to people’s life stories. I don’t like the comfort zone. I used to be very good at the comfort zone before I became PUA. But I think part of myself destroyed that part of me because it didn’t seem to be helping much with girls. So I’m here listening to her story, which is quite interesting, but I don’t know what to do. She said the only way she was able to go to school at USC was by having every family member pitch in for her tuition. She was one of the first in her family to go to college I think? I told her she seemed really tense and she should probably relax. She said she couldn’t because of so much stress and the weight of responsibility and all. Thinking back on it, I should have given her a massage. We chatted, I showed her I was becoming attracted to her but still mentioned that I was uncomfortable because she felt uncomfortable. I told her I couldn’t tell her the answer until I knew I could trust her and she was comfortable with me. She said she couldn’t help it, its just the way she was. She said she needed to use the bathroom. I got on my phone while she was gone. She actually returned. I grabbed her and made her sit on my lap. Then she just turned the fuck off. Dio: So what were we talking about? Hbskinny: I don’t know. Dio:…Alright, get off my leg. Some girls were on the other side of the balcony and as HBskinny got up, some girl was able to see my face and says: HBrandom: OMG are you the guy on the football commercial?!?! Dio: [smile] The group of girls start chatting to me. HBskinny sees all this and leaves, frustrated. She kind of hits me on her way out of the balcony. Nothing exciting happens after this, except I end up doing the spiderman kiss with one of the girls later when she is sitting on a couch and I am sitting on the floor next to her. I find HB8 again in some hallway talking to another guy. I start talking to her again, being flirtatious, and she mentions something about Dionysus’ Golden Copulations…I need to look that up still. We are Kino’ing eachother’s asses, teasing eachother for a few. I tell her we are going to find her a boyfriend. She says she needs someone real. And I say I’m out of the question then, because I’m not real, I’m a figment of her imagination. She laughs and kisses me. She heads somewhere with her HB5 and I get ready to leave. I’m at the door and I see AFC standing around…HB8 and HB5 are about to leave, they hug AFC. They come to me, HB5 hugs me. HB8 kisses me and leaves. I wait a few minutes and leave. Before I exit, I noticed HBskinny rambling off about her life story to some guy who is actually listening. My night ends. But I am happy. I compare my night to how my nights would have been before I was PUA, and I understand that I am evolving. I will become the change I want. I may still be in Stage 2 of the J-curve, but it’s all a part of the work I need to put in. -Dionysus
Dec. 19, 2007 4:32 PM -
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- [ post comment ] "Greatest power in seduction is the ability to turn away."
-Robert Greene "Laws of Attraction"
Dec. 14, 2007 2:26 PM -
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- [ post comment ] Is it a sin to sarge another pua friend's target if he obviously isn't doing the work to get her?
I was at a club, and my friend pua (not a wingman) brought this hot asian model hb9. I didn't know she came with him at first, and I was sarging her unconsciously anyway. Then came the kino.
"I see you kino escalating over there! you better watch it!" half-jokingly, he said.
I swore to him I wasn't doing it on purpose. But then ofcourse, the more he made me ignore her, the more she wanted me. The more she kino'd me. The more she fucking chased me.
One point I was sitting with her, and jokingly I grab her hand, smile evil-like and make my friend watch ( I wasn't doing anything to her, I literally just grabbed her hand and held it in the air.
"Hey! I'm watching you!" half-jokingly, again. I laugh, some of the other guys laugh too.
Then I say:
Me: HB9 I can't hang out with you anymore! Stop following me!
Her: Aw!!!
And I scampered off, laughing. Then I realized how playful I was being, and it didn't help.
So the whole night, this hb9 was after me. I felt liek she was a little puppy following her master or something. I seriously just started leaving her alone. She was getting antsy, my friend was getting pissed but hiding it real well. All this time he wasn't doing anything to her. I saw no escalated kino between them.
Later I asked him if I could borrow her as a pivot to go meet girls on the dance floor. He said "Sure..." I saw her talking to some guy who was like, interviewing her or something. I grabbed her hand and told her she's going to help me find some girls.
We went to the dance floor. Kino'd. Left her and found 2 other hot girls to dance with.
The night went on. I was getting pissed because my friend was doing jackshit.
Days later I found out my friend never managed to do anything with the girl and he stopped calling her. Nothing happened between them!!!!
Should I have gotten her number in secret and contacted her later? I feel like it was partially my fault that I didn't get her number anyway. She wanted me. Models seem like the easiest targets. I didn't use any routines, just stories.
Opinions?
Dec. 13, 2007 12:40 AM -
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- [ post comment ] If this story started on the dance floor, I wouldn't post it because usually if I initiate dancing with a woman, I don't have to say a word to her but I will end up making out with her.
But anyway
I went to a party and had about 3 beers in me. I saw some friends I haven't seen in a while. They all happened to have read The Game but never apply it. Or so it looks.
My entrance is amazing and it makes me look like a fun guy. Not to mention DHV from a lot of people yelling out my name as I stroll through. I head over to my friends and notice they have a girl with them and immediately, jokingly, I say "Hey man, she has a C shape smile! " and the guys all start busting out laughing. I immediately go for the keg. Some of my friends come over. Including the girl. When she is close by, I immediately acknowledge her with eye contact and a smile for about 2 seconds, and confidently say: (what you are about to read will sound very cheesy, I did not realize how cheesy it was until afterwards)
Me: Your lips look delicious. Can I taste them?
Her:--
I didn't give her time to think, I just moved in after 1 second and started making out wit hher. She started to relax. I tossed my cup away. We made out for a couple minutes. I saw my friends on the side wit hthese faces that seemed to say "How the fuck...?" They weren't TOO surprised since they knew I was all into The Game and all. But they were surprised enough. So was I.
I slapped her ass and left her alone with her friends and finally moved into the house. It was dark. There were some shady guys in the room where everybody was dancing. So I chilled near the kitchen with some ppl.
Time goes by.
Some bomb ass music starts playing. I decide to get the girl and dance with her. I find that some other guy is trying to game her by fluffing or something. I'm so into body language that it disgusts me to see horrible body language. This guy had horrible body language. He was slouched and he was holding his cup up to his chest. And he was gesturing too much. All of this I analyzed in a split second as I walked over to them, ofcourse.
I grabbed her hand and took her to the dance floor. No questions asked.
Now, we were having a great time. Just dancing and making out. I quickly escalated by initiating my
DIONYSIAN FINGER RITUAL!!!!!!! (or pelvic orgasm technique...) For some reason this always works.
What you do is: Slide a finger down inbetween her navel, and her hip and start heading down towards the area where the crotch and the leg meets. Not too deep. Far enough to not intrude but still give a suggestion. It teases them, You can just mess around in that area for a bit. teasing them more by going deeper. A lot of you have probably figured this out, but it seems everywhere I go guys are amazed to learn this. At times, this technique will send some kinda of orgasm/energy through their body and it will force their body to tighten up and they'll want to hold onto you tighter.
ANYWAY, I'm doing all that, and then all of a sudden, one of the shady guys comes up behind her.
and starts grinding away. At first it was funny....kinda.
But then we realized he did not know when to stop.
So I pulled the girl onto the couch...but this guy LATCHED ON! It was starting to get creepy and real aggressive up in this joint...
So now it loks extremely shady that 2 black guys are double teaming this white girl in the most awkward position. Her friends (who liked me before) get scared and come rip her away and leave! The shady guy casually walks back to his perch...awaiting another victim. And boy do I mean victim...
I'm pissed because of this event that seemed to outframe me?? But I just chill with some other ppl in a different room. I'm about to leave when I see a bunch of the ppl that lived in the house storm through the house and haul ass upstairs. It came to our attention that the shady guy and his friend snuck upstairs into some girl's room while she was sleeping. They locked the door and God knows what happened. the tenants had to break the door down. The campus police were called and the shadies were accused of attempted rape, to my knowledge.
Dude...
Dec. 8, 2007 12:49 PM -
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- [ post comment ] Alright guys, since I'm into that spsychic stuff, I finally decided to apply NLP into my game. It is very hard to aplly because one must concentrate so much on what one is doing while being completely receptive to external stimuli/environment. By the way, I've devoured books on body language and NLP, but up until now I have been a "Keyboard NLPer" if you will. "Knowledge without action is just information" <--so true So since I can't walk and chew bubble gum at the same time, I decided to make this as simple as possible and cut back on the talking while I was performing my magic. And besides...talking only counts for 7% of what is actually communicated, right? So I was at a friend's apartment, and it happened to be all girls. Except for one other guy who was friends with them but the girls kept saying he was dirty or something. So already, I'm the prize. I target the girl I have never seen before. She lives with my friend in this place. I try not to acknowledge her most of the time, and soon she asks if I'd like anything to drink or anythign to eat. I tell her to make me a drink (Rule: Never refuse if a girl wants to do something for you. <--Some PuaGuru said that) While she is making a drink in the kitchen, I am standing near the kitchen counter watching the movie the other 5 or so girls are watching in the living room. That's when I decide to implement "pacing". I use my peripheral vision to monitor this girl's breathing...and once I get a lock on...I start "matching" her breathing by inhaling and exhaling when she does so. This goes on for a minute. It gets tiring. So I'm like, whatever. We move into the living room, and I sit at the far end of the couch. 2 girls are already sitting there. The girl who made me the drink (we'll call her HB7) sits with my friend (HBF)at the other end of the room. We continue to watch the movie, joke around, nad have a great time. I ended up doing my Hank Hill expression and MArlon Brando expression durign this time, nto to impress, but just because I was kinda bored and I start doing voices when I'm bored. The girls were incredibly impressed wit hthe Hank Hill impression. One girl even got scared that I coudl do it so well. I didn't realize I had a talent for voices, haha. DHV.......?? Also, during this time I tried to match some of HB7's gestures. For example, if she brushed her hands through her hair, I'd do it at the same time while still looking at the t.v. At this point, I told myself NLP was becoming boring... [Break: I'm at work right now and some guy just walked in and started talking to me. I'm trying to type and this guy is bothering me, telling me a story that he thinks is funny. I'm not good at sympathy laughs...Why is he talking to me? I need to improve my game to get out of THESE situations] So the night started winding down, and some girls started leaving. The dirty guys leaves. There is a space on the couch next to me. HB7 goes somewhere else in the apartment, fixes a drink for me ( I didn't ask for it), and sits next to me. The rest of us are still joking around. HB7 is slouched on the couch, and for the sake of NLP I slowly start to slouch in the same position. Technically, if I was good at NKLP, I should be getting her to mirror my stuff by now...Anyway, I mirror her once again. I watch her breathing, her gestures, the whole shabang. Finally I decide to take lead and do something that'll make her unconsciously mirror ME. I move one of my hands onto my stomach.....AND SHE DOES THE SAME THING!!!! By this time I already forgot about her breathing but I look back and notice she is breathing along with me!!!! WTF??? At one point I have to take a deep breath, so i do, and she doesn't do it at exactly the same time, but moments later she also has to take a deep breath. WEIRDDDD. I'm gettign excited, not because of HB&, but because this psychic stuff is actually working! But after a while, it gets old...I dunno how to escalate from there...and I just vibe with everybody. I fall asleep. I wake up. Movie is over. HBF and HB7 are talking alone because everybody has left. I pretend to be extremely tired and just veg there on the couch. HBF goes into another room. HB7 and I start talking, she teases me about being a loser and falling asleep during the movie. I tease her about actually watching/liking the movie. I pretend to fall asleep again because she is "boring". I actually do fall asleep. For a few minutes. HBF is MIA. HB7 starts talking to me again. We hang out. We fluffed, I guess, because I can't really remember what we talked about. Then I introduced an NLP Visual-Auditory-Kino game in which I told her I could tell if she was thinking of a visual thing, audio thing, or a kinesthetic thing just by watchign her "signals" as I put it. Then I used ESP experiment. then we played "Which one is a lie?" game. Then we started talkign about meditation and she put on music that she mediates to and showed me what she does to meditate. [we we laying side by side by the point, looking eachother in the eyes...I mirrored her breathing...] Then i told her to give me a massage. And she said "Give you a massage?! No. Ask nicely." Me: (silence and a smile) Her:... Me: You're lucky I'm even giving you the privelage to touch my sexy back. Her: You're so full of yourself. Me: What else would I be full of? She kept syaing things about how I was conceited and an asshole. Which I probably am. And proud of it. She gave me a massage. I told her "that's not the way to do it. Here..." and I put her on the couch and gave her one of my famous Dionysus' Deep Massage [I did not call it that] Then after she was moaning for a while from euphoria I assume, she flipped herself over slowly and just looked into my eyes. By the way, this girl has a gaze than can penetrate the best defenses. So much that it seemed to transform me into a beta male for a moment. Instead of keeping my mouth shut, I said "I'm going to turn off the lights now." And she gave that sort of look that said "Dumbass, why are you talking right now? Why are you trying to get validation? Just fucking do it." I turned off the lights. Got back on the couch. And we started hooking up. And we were like animals. Tell me your opinions! Did NLP help?
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