Lines to try:
-You girls are so mean! I am going to call you the Cockblock Sisters (Original line)
-Aww. I don't care about what you've done in the past. The past is past - I forgive you. What's important now is that we continue our relationship from here on out with Trust, Comfort, and a Commitment. (Tailored from Interkurse's line)
-It's true. I do like long walks on the beach...candle lit dinners under the star...and all that jazz.
Goal:
-Don't tell my AFC friends about the community. Show them...
Synopsis:
This is a detailed breakdown of my night and conversations in sets. I didn't go out with Casanova Crew as I normally would on a Saturday night. Instead, I went to a going away party for one of my friends from grade school. We went out as a group of 20 and it was fun seeing my friends.. It's been a little while.
I carpooled with a buddy and I was talking slightly about what I've been up to...
On the way up..
DriverBuddy: Haha. Picking up girls isn't for me. I don't think it works.
On the way back..
DriverBuddy: I guess I should start reading up on this Pickup stuff.
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I meet up with my friends for dinner at a restaurant, then for fun times at a lounge/club. It's very reminiscent to my high school days.
One of my friends is the total alpha of the group, commanding the group like usual and I chose to be rather low key at the dinner.
Everything was just as it was 6 years ago. The group looks the same and acts the same. There were only 2 differences - We are now 'of age' and can go out to clubs and my sense of style has changed drastically since high school. It becomes apparent that they think my attire is ridiculous.
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For reference, I used to dress in baggy jeans and surfer brand shirts that were 1 size too large. I was the fatboy in the group and the alpha, along with others, used to pick on me. Now, I wear badass button down shirts, better fitting jeans, and my favorite alligator boots.
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Laugh Laugh. Insert Niceguy as the beta again. I guess I'll have to show them. Execute Operation: Make their jaws drop
After dinner, we arrive at the club. A couple of my friends know that I have been studying PU and think it's a fuckin joke. While having my first drink, I send a text to a few CC members.
text: Im hanging out with my old social circle and i may revert back to AFC mode at the club. Please tell me what I need to hear.
Within minutes, I get texts back, "No Excuses."
(The short story behind No Excuses is that a few of the original CC members said this whenever a wing would make excuses not to go out. Since then, it has become our mantra. "No excuses - Go out and PU like a rock star.")
I didn't really need to hear it. I know this mantra instinctively now. It is part of my game. I just wanted to hear back and know that they were alive and well
My support group was there in spirit. I guess you can call it wing dependency. I call it, use everything to your advantage.
Stop telling my friends how cool PU is. They'll never understand this way...Show them what I've learned.
Rampage mode ensues.
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As expected, our group of 20 sit down at our table and mingle by themselves. I disappear into the shadows. I go open about 3 mixed sets in the patio with the goal to expand my social proof.
Sometime after the opener...
Niceguy: (to the mixed sets) How do you guys know each other?
Set: We're blah blah
Niceguy: Great, my man here is single then, right?
Set: Yeah
Niceguy: Alright then it's settled. After I check in with my friends, I'm taking him to meet girls with me.
Set: Haha okay!
I made a few instant wings who I would use to my advantage later.
I roll back inside over to my group sitting at the table. The girls ask where I've been. What a silly question. No talking, more dancing.
I pull them and start busting disco grooves with 4 of the girls. They're laughing, having a good time, and it social proofs me. The guys, including the group's alphas are wondering what changed about me. They can't quite put a finger on it. That's a good thing.
With the whole group watching, I open a moving set. 2 hot Asian chicks.
niceguy: You guys! Hold the phone... (it gives me time to look them up and down and think) You girls...are out of control.
set: haha
niceguy: You (pointing at HB1) have the craziest blue dress like you just got out of a fashion show, and you (pointing at HB2) are drinking wine. You're up to no good tonight.
HB2: What????? Why????
niceguy: Along with the wine and your big ole smile, you're misdirecting everyone as if you're going to read a wholesome book by the fireplace. When really...it looks like you're ready to bring out the table top dancing and go crowd surfing. NOBODY will see it coming!
set: hahaha.
HB1: What is your name?
niceguy: Niceguy...and yours?
HB1: Jenny!
niceguy: Jenny from the block! Don't be rude, introduce me to your mischievous friend!
HB2: I'm Nancy. Nice to meet you
set: We need to go to the bathroom, do you know where it is?
niceguy: Bathroom, shmathroom. Give me some spin moves. (grabs both of their hands and spin them)
niceguy: The bathroom is upstairs...group hug for now (hugs) and when you guys get back, I'll see you two on the dance floor and you guys are in trouble!
set: Okay!
I eject and the whole group has seen what just went down. They're in awe. As Joker would say, "It's game on." There is no question as to whether or not I am in state. I'm in Super Saiyan Level 3.
The guys come up and ask me what I said. I answer vaguely. One of my girl friends who I had a crush on in Jr. High (I'll call her Innocent) comes up..
Innocent: You're probably one of those players who don't even remember girls' names."
niceguy: Yea, you're right. I'm one of those bastards that forgets the girls' names immediately.
Innocent: I knew it. You're so bad.
niceguy: Yes I am. You've totally got me pinned. Their names are Jenny and Nancy by the way.
Without letting her have another word in, I turn away and wander off. I didn't turn back in hope that it communicated that everything she said was invalid. I wish I had eyes on the back of my head to see her reaction as I left her standing there.
I want to check out the whole place, so as I'm going around, I drop my presence in every approachable person/set.
>To solo girls and all female sets...
Example: You guys...have AWESOME style. Have fun tonight! CHEERS!
>To mixed sets...
Example: You guys...look like the most fun group in the entire place. We're celebrating my friend going back to the motherland, so we're going to make a huge circle on the dance floor. You guys are invited and we'll see you on the dance floor. We've got handsome hunks for the ladies and pretty girls for the fellas, too. CHEERS! (Slap cups and bottles together)
>To guys...
Example: Shit! You guys like Asian girls? Perfect. I'm looking for a Latina mama tonight. So later on, I'll find you an Asian chick and you help me find a Latina. CHEERS Fellas!
I do a lap around and swing by my table again. They're wondering where I went. Then one of my girl friends who I also had a crush on in Jr High (I'll call her NerdGlasses) comes up
NerdGlasses: Where did you go?
niceguy: I'm like a feather in the wind... Taking in the sights. Meeting new peeps.
NerdGlasses: Are you picking up girls?
niceguy: Irrelevant. It's dancing time.
I spin her around a few times and boogie with her. She's loving it as I commence Push/Pull for a bit.
Pull - Hand around waist.
Push - Hold hand, twirl her, and fully extend my arm, so that she's about 5 feet away.
Pull - Tug her back in
Push - Hold to hands and dance with space between us.
Pull - Bring her back in and dip her backwards over my knee.
Push - Twirl her and let go at the extension, and I'm off.
I turn my back to her and walk off to go open more sets. I wish I had some eyes on the back of my head again, to see her expression as we're having loads of fun dancing, and then her hero walks off into the fog.
I go outside and see 3 of my friends having smokes.
Guys: Dude niceguy. What the hell are you doing? What are you saying to these girls?
niceguy: I make them complete. (I could tell them what I've been saying, but I don't feel like breaking down the details as to why and how it all works.)
Guys: I dare you to walk up to those girls over there. (points at an all female 9set.)
niceguy: What? Really? Okay. I like a challenge. (3 second rule)
I walk over to the 9 set. I notice they are laughing, taking pictures, etc. I find it pretty common for a huge set of girls acting like this are usually celebrating something - more than likely, a birthday. I went in with high energy and assumed the reason for their outing.
niceguy: YOU GUYS....!
set: Yes?
niceguy: I am SOO mad at all of you!
set: Why?
niceguy: You're like 19 girls hanging out together ready to karate chop any guy who comes in to hit on you. I am going to call you...the Cockblock Sisters!
set: Hahahahaha. We just got here and we're all getting drinks. And...It's her birthday!
niceguy: (I knew it.) Birthday Girl! High five! (I hold her hand and twirl her.)
I realize at this time that they are about to all leave for the bar. I must eject first.
niceguy: You girls! Play nice. Don't be mean to boys and give them a chance to at least say their best pickup lines before you blow them out!
set: haha okay!
niceguy: Birthday Girl! Bring it in! (motion for a hug)
niceguy: (After the hug) Kiss goodbye..(pointing at cheek)
She kisses and I walk off.
I walk by the guys and they are shocked. I'm kinda shocked, too, even though I don't show it. I just went into a 9 set and had them hooked. Just a month ago, I would have never considered that a possibility.
One of my buddies pulls me aside.
Buddy1: Oh my god. What are you saying to them? I'll be your wingman.
niceguy: Alright, pick out two girls and we'll go talk to them.
Buddy1: How about those 2 sitting on the couch?
This buddy of mine is a very good looking guy. He's has a look about him that gets girls approaching him. However, he is convinced that he has no game and, although it's just an assumption, he acts the part. If he got into the community, he would be a rock star.
I fly into set and he's standing next to me saying nothing. I pull him in and DHV intro him as the guy who is extremely good looking and teaches me how to dress.
He sits and occupies the hotter of the two while I go sit in between the girls and chat up the other. I'm not bothered by him taking the hotter one. He isn't conscious of wingman dynamics, so something like this is to be expected.
As I'm talking up the other, I notice that he's asking interview type questions - Where are you from? What do you do? Etc. My chick leans over and tells me...
Obstacle: I think your friend is cute?
niceguy: Really? (stand up immediately and grab Buddy1)
niceguy: (to Buddy1) Talk to her. She's totally cool.
As we blatantly switch positions, the hotter girl is laughing along but she accuses me of being drunk and young. I've had maybe 2 drinks, but I don't convince her otherwise. I check in on the other two and they're not even talking much. They're just watching me.
Oh, it took me back to my first days in the field. I try to grab his arm and put it over her shoulder. He declines. Silly. He should have just played along, since the girl was obviously into him.
I go back to talking with the target and she's boring me to death with
Target: How old are you? Are you drunk?
I get tired of these questions and see one of my instant wings I made earlier. I pull him down and make up some corny nonsense.
niceguy: Target, this guy LOVES...long walks on the beach...candle lit dinners under the stars.
Target: haha.
InstantWing: Yeah I do!
Silly instant wing. Oh well, at least now I can eject set.
I wander off around the venue and continue my compliment train. I run into a few sets I complimented earlier and they provide social proof.
I make my way back to the table and the group again wonders where the hell I've been. There were some Johnny Walker shots poured so we get a cheers going with the group. I dance with the girls, talk it up with some of the boys and I'm off again.
I find myself back outside on the patio. The dance floor is too loud and there are plenty of people out there.
I walk into a mixed 7 set of Hispanic peoples. 2 of the guys in the set were the Instant Wings I made earlier in the night.
niceguy: Alright guys! (I go into a MM style opinion opener) I need your opinion. Latina Mamas...Do they love Asian guys?
Set: haha..why do you ask?
niceguy: Well, okay, look. See...I have this friend. Who is Asian and incredibly handsome like me. He likes long walks on the beach, candle lit dinners under the stars, and most importantly, I like Latina Mamas who can cook me a chimichanga with love (I said 'I' on purpose to see if they'd catch it). WAIT SHIT!!!!!!! I mean! My friend does! It's my friend....
Set: Hahahaha.
Guy1: Dude, all you need to do, is tell a Latina woman how beautiful she is and offer to buy her a drink
What a silly answer. However, just by his wording, it shows me that he values women as 'Beautiful.' I don't think any of my social circle guy friends have ever referred to a girl as 'Beautiful' before. Hmm. I digress.
niceguy: Look, I've been working on my Spanish pick up line to get my Latina Mama. Tell me what you think of it.
Set: Alright...
niceguy: De gusta, Chino? (I've been told it literally translates to, "You like Chinese?")
Girls: Nooooo. You gotta say this..."De gusta mamar, berga grande?"
I hope I got the spelling right, and I believe they told me that it means, "Do you like big penis?"
niceguy: Nooo Waaay! That's awesome!
Girl1: Try it on my girlfriend over here! She's single.
Naturally, she points at her heavyset friend who was sitting off to the side and out of the conversation. I move around the set and..
niceguy: De gusta mamar...berga grande?
Girl2: LOL NO! (What nonsense. Of course she does.)
niceguy: I mean..I mean....! De gusta mamar...2 incho peniso?
Set: HAHAHAHAHAHA
Guy1&2: Hey bro. Lets go pick up some girls. We'll find you that Latina Mama.
niceguy: Great! You guys like Asian girls?
Guy1&2: Hell yeah.
niceguy: Lets do it.
We roll inside and open a few sets together. They pretty much break all the rules in the book and immediately say "Can I buy you ladies a drink?" As bad as it sounds, I can honestly say they were better than I was before I got into the game 3 months ago. At least they would approach sets...
I realize that they're being counterproductive to my success with any girls for the night, so I did what girls would do.
niceguy: Hey guys. I need to say hi to my friends and go to the bathroom. I'll see you guys later.
I kinda felt bad, but it also was a learning lesson to me about why sometimes girls say this. They're out to have fun, and if you're not adding to their fun, god forbid taking AWAY from their fun, they get a serious case of Tinkle-itis (the need to pee) and need to attend to it in the bathroom with the support of all of her girlfriends.
I go back to the table and hang out. I talk to my driver buddy
niceguy: How's your night going, champ?
DriverBuddy: I'm having fun. I saw you with the girls!
niceguy: Haha, don't make me blush.
DriverBuddy: It's almost 1:15. I think we should go in like a half hour.
niceguy: Alright, sounds good. I'll be back.
It's game time. I have to find a chick and make her my girlfriend.
I roll out to the patio and see a few of my buddies. The guy who was winging me in the seated 2 set earlier, Buddy1, was hanging out.
Buddy1: Haha niceguy. If you make it awkward like that by trying to get me to put my hand on her shoulder, I'll kill you!
niceguy: Haha sounds good. (I spot a cutie 2 set of 8.5 caliber) 2 girls. Lets go.
I approach the two.
niceguy: Have you two...met the most...handsome and coolest guys in the club? I don't think you have. I am your hero, Niceguy.
Set: Haha
niceguy: (Grabs Buddy1) This guy here...is one of my best friends. Not only is he incredible handsome and cool, he teaches me how to dress. (And yes, his attire was very stylish)
Set: Hi!
niceguy: (To wing, and loud enough for girls to hear) Look, I think she likes you (pointing at HBCutieInTheBlackDress). (To HBBlackDress) You should meet him!
I reposition to take my target (HBSunDress). I run my best game on her. Cocky Funny, Kino Escalation, Push/Pull, Jealousy Plotline, Role Play, everything. This girl was stuck on me like white on rice. Or as I like to say, like flies on a fresh Cleveland Steamer (aka, a fresh poop).
I merge back into the set. Clearly HBBlackDress is mesmerized by Buddy1's looks.
niceguy: (To HBBlackDress) Hey, I have an announcement to make. HBSunDress and I really like each other. Is that okay with you?
HBBlackDress: Haha yeah.
niceguy: (To Buddy1) We're gonna go dance. Is it alright if I steal her away for a minute?
HBBlackDress: Yeah sure!
Buddy1 didn't respond quickly enough. Casanova Crew has been working on effective ways to isolate/bounce. This is where you ask your WING if it's okay to bounce the girl..and make it loud enough for the obstacle to hear this. It's the WING's job to give them the Okay. This makes it seem as though both of them gave the approval.
Jedi mind tricks. I love em
Although, this didn't work out exactly as I planned, it was obvious she wanted a tongue down with Buddy1. So it worked out.
I take her to the dance floor. I handle some business and captivate her with a funky fresh blend of hip hop, salsa, ballroom, disco, and bump&grind. I have no dancing skills. Just what I've seen on TV.
I bring her over to meet my group. After a couple introductions, I take her a little ways away to dance with her some more.
While some high energy hip hop song was playing, I slowed her down and brought her into another reality. We were slow dancing and she looked up at me. I do a triangular gaze and 90/10. We kiss. No tongue.
Niceguy: You're making me nervous.
HBSunDress: Why?
Niceguy: Hold on...You totally like me and you're a nice girl, aren't you?
HBSunDress: Yeah.
By making an assumption and asking her a predictable tie down question, the wording made her validate my assumption of her liking me.
Niceguy: I like you too. Stick out your tongue.
She complies and we start making out.
The lights turn on and she asks for my number. We trade numbers and hug/kiss goodbye. I don't try to push things any further because a pull would be difficult. She joins her friend and skips away.
I look around and my whole group saw what happened. They were deer caught in headlights. My guy friends come up and one of them speaks up.
SpeakerBuddy: We...need to go out together more often.
niceguy: Yeah, sounds fun. (Buddy1 enters)
Buddy1: Hey, thanks man (shake hands). I got her number. That was awesome.
What a silly boy. What potential he had with her that he didn't realize. We both could have pulled those girls out of the venue and tagged team for success. Then again, we were here to celebrate my bro going back to Mother Korea and still had the Karaoke Club to go to.
No sets were at the Karaoke Club. It was a private room, just for us.
We sang our hearts out to Mariah Carrey, rapped to some Eminem, and I beat boxed to some sappy love song.
It was a good night. I love the Game.
-niceguy
