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
