Hey Gents; I know I have been inactive for a long time, and I apologize for that. Some of you may have been aware if you've been 'Sarging' with me in the past couple months that my game had came to a stuttering halt. There were a lot of inner demons that I had to conquer; and after many weeks of self investment (Working out, being social around friends and being spiritual), I feel that I have given myself sufficient value to run decent outer game.
Therefore my foundation of my inner game has finally been poured.
So this Field Report is going to compose of three different nights. Each one with a lesson to teach to exceed in my game. (I can safely say that opening and approaching is no longer my sticking point).
Date: April 4/2009
Location: Rock Stars
Wing(s): Link
Rock Stars....
Unknown territory. Promise of success and adventure; or would this end up being another weekend put to waste? I stare at facebook and my cellphone reading the event/text message from 'D'.
'Hey; we're celebrating a birthday party this weekend. You totally have to come! We're going to rock stars and there's going to be no line and cover. Cake and drinks at my place!'
Was I ready for this? I flipped over my phone and text back, saying I would be there. Impulse action : The night had potential, and at some point I would have to break out of this shell and have fun - or drown in the pool of what is between a PUA and an AFC.
Myself and two close friends of mine, roll up to the buzzer; and the door opens to a friendly, energetic face. My eyes dart across the apartment a something blew me away. There must have been 10-15 people who attended the party; and each one (I shit you not) was drawn back to a wall, separating the guys from the girls. Its what I call the 'Junior High Dance gravitational pull'.
Than something happened. A warm smile crept over my face; a feeling of inner joy over shot my body, and I knew, right than and there:
It was on.
I won't bore you so much on the details; rather than I wasn't acting a Venusian Artist at this point - but as a Social Artist. Greeting everyone, befriending them, connecting; therefore destroying any barrier between them. I was in my element (I love house parties!) and I could tell my friends who came with me, were drawn back. They ended up sitting in the far corner of the couch on the opposite side of the room - as they watch me jump from one group to another.
We eventually bounced the entire group towards Rock Stars, and the night was a foot. It took me a while to find my groove, and I must have ran into at least 12 other PUAs. I saw Wizard from a side glance as I was scoping the place, as he was running isolation/comfort game with a HB 9 (Congrats on solid game by the way); I ran into Echo and Arjun, who than introduced me to their group. In the back of my head I began to panic - there was going to be a lot of competition.
I realized, that at this point, it no longer mattered. There will always be 'competition'. Whether they're chodes, AFCs or PUAs; game will never be handed to you - you need to work for it and truly sell yourself. So I ran a quick practice set to get me into the groove of just talking out loud to a girl (which I found is necessary to warm up and get the ball moving). Than I ran into a new target.
She was one of the girls who showed up to the party, rolling in with a late entrance with a personality of a brick house. It seemed nothing would get through to her at the time. But I realized that was all part of her ‘Bitch Shield’.
After brief introductions with Benim (another PUA), I turn around and walk straight to her with a look of disbelief.
Charisma: 'Hi, you realize that it's incredibly rude to cut someone off in mid conversation.'
Jen: 'What!?'
Charisma: 'I mean, sure we got introductions out of the way, but where does that get you? Nowhere. I left the conversation totally in your hands, and well - *smirk* it totally went downhill from there. So I'm taking over right now.'
Jen: *her eyes light up and the body language changes from close to open*
Charisma: 'Hi...I'm Charisma, and I'm actually French.'
Jen: 'NO WAY! I'm Belgium!'
Charisma: 'Oh god, that means you're a push over right?'
Jen: *shocked*
Charisma: 'Don't mean to bust out the historical facts....'
Jen: 'I LOVE history!'
Charisma: '- and back to me...didn't you guys get walked all over by the Germans in the World Wars....twice?'
- playful bantering from there. We discussed places to travel, what she had going for her other than her looks. Meanwhile, I'm locking in - without even thinking about it, and me and this girl and really connecting. That is....until I get cocked blocked by Benim. (I know it wasn't intentional)
Benim: 'Hey, so how do you guys know each other?'
...
He steps into my set - and now when I think about it, I should have totally AMOGed him for coming into my set without my invitation. I didn't need a wing, I was isolated with my set already. So instead I exchange greetings, and he kinda takes it from there. I go to search my friends and end up losing Jen in the process.
But, Link introduced me to this other 2 set of gorgeous women. (one was a 9.5 in my books. Tattoos, piercing, black hair....oh, did I mention she was a Suicide Girl?)
Nothing really to note for the conversation at the bar, but Link was able to bounce the girls back to his place to a 'sauna party' (best thing ever by the way). At this point I did run into my target again, and number closed her – trying to bounce her with us, but that never fell through.
Back at Link’s place, we’re both running game, having a few drinks and laughs. Telling stories and having a overall good time. At one point, I’m in my underwear coming out of the homemade sauna, feeling more confident than I’ve been in a long time. The interaction taught me an important lesson: That I don’t need props or tools to do well in a set. I am now comfortable with my body, spirit and mind; that I can run game on a girl who I consider almost to be a fucken 10 – in my underwear!!!!!
They turned out to be pretty cool people, and though I didn’t walk away with a close, I at least made two new cool female friends. Who now; I can easily incorporate into new DHV stories.
Date: April 10/2009
Location: Empire
Wing(s): Saint and Shelagh (pivot)
I won’t go into over abundant detail; other what I considered to be noted in this Field Report. I’m running short on time, so I apologize.
We head off to Empire to celebrate Vic’s success as a Bartender – wicked job and mad props for the invite; and as a result we had instant access to VIP. I ran a set in the first 4 minutes I was in the club – which was dead to begin with, since we just arrived at approx 10pm; so things we’re slowly picking up.
Ran the black nails opener; and was able to run a little bit of story telling. The 2 set was seated, and I needed to lock in, but never crossed my mind, till I walked away from it. But the energy in my body was fuelling me, with a minor success to back it up.
We head back to VIP after scoping the floor, where one of my friends introduced us to a birthday party – the girls seemed uninterested and not very attentive. I almost attacked myself again, blaming the situation on myself; when suddenly I noted to come back to this set and re-run it again and leave on somewhat of a high note.
Later throughout the night, Shelagh was hinting she wanted to interact and mingle with people. So I tell her to walk with me, arm and arm, back to the birthday set and I began taking control of it.
Charisma: Okay guys, on first impression, you’re introductions kinda sucked. So we’re doing this again. I’m Charisma by the way – pleasure to meet all of you, and this is Shelagh – one of the coolest people I know.
The set blows open – and I’m juggling a 4 set standing up and out of the group I select a target.
Charisma: Hey, let me see your hands for a second. Good girl. Now stand up – I’m going to show you something cool….*spins and takes her place on her seat*. Haha, I totally stole your seat!
HB 8.5: I would have given it to you if you asked! *laughing*
Charisma: Wow! Really? You get plus 5 cool points for generosity! *hugs*
Things were going well, and though I was somewhat stuttering, I was ploughing through, since I was locked in – and I didn’t want to walk away empty handed. Than Saint pulled up…
Normally, I would have needed his assistance; but the problem was my 4 set changed to a 2 set, and I already had Shelagh as a wing. I didn’t need another one. So that move threw me off. I know he had the best intention and he was trying to add value to my character – but I wanted to take that opportunity just before he got in, to run some kino. I probably still could have, but I got nervous since normally I don’t get this far in a set.
As a result I ejected, and somewhat disappointed that I left, I was happy to see that my game has been moving forward – especially after a three weeks (if not more) dry spell of not opening or approaching.
Specifically for wings: Run the ‘Hey have you seen – person - ?’ line. We’ll flag you in if we need you; but that comes with practice, and I do appreciate the help guys. I really do. Just let me fly solo sometimes ^_-.
Other than that, there really wasn’t anything else I can record that really made a dramatic impact on me.
Date: April 11/2008
Location: The Bank
Wing(s): None…This is where I would needed one.
Text message, after text message, phone call – and another text…
‘Are you here yet?!’ It’s Connie; and she’s getting anxious.
I laugh to myself on the LRT, making my way towards the bar. It has gotten to the point where in my social circles; people rely on me to bring interest to the night, and I’m not one to disappoint.
I arrive at the bank; and I see Connie with one of her female friends who’s an attractive woman. I looked at Connie – and though she’s dramatically shorter than me, she’s looking incredibly good tonight.
I walk in, making a late and dramatic entrance. I walk towards the group and she stares at me for a second with nothing to offer, so I hold my arms up for a hug, and she walks towards me with a smile, and suddenly I spin around and hug her friend and introduce myself. She stands there shocked, and I laugh and pull her into a tight embrace.
Charisma : Haha, hey kiddo! I missed you!
I introduce them to my other two friends, and we’re shooting the shit for a while, but it’s mainly me and Connie who are keeping the conversation alive. Every time I focused the conversation towards one of my friends, she would try to grab my attention. Eventually I’m running minor routines to keep the interaction fresh and interesting and we bounce downstairs to get away from everyone; fortunately we find a table in the corner.
After a few minutes she tells me directly, ‘I’m single, I can now do whatever I want!’ As she grins mischievously towards me.
…Did not see that coming.
She beckons I take a seat next to her and we’re vibing incredibly well, as JD tries to keep her friend occupied. Eventually the two go for a smoke, and she stays sitting on my lap for a second and smiles as he hops merrily after her friend.
My friends look at me. Each with a cocked eyebrow.
So it wasn’t my imagination….
They look around the bar and their energy is low and they all decide to leave. Normally I have the bros – before hos mentality (why do I have a feeling Ron is laughing right now?); but they’re pushing me to stay.
The girls come up and are destroyed that we’re leaving and Connie walks away disappointed.
…IMPULSE ACTION…
I reach in my wallet pull a 20 for my bros, since they didn’t have cash on them for a cab, and I walk towards the girls, tapping her on the shoulder. She stares in disbelief.
Things would have escalated from there, we went outside to the smoking pit and was able to open her friend and we were laughing exchanging stories – threw in some DHVs. It seemed they got quiet when I was talking – I enjoyed that.
But I couldn’t kino escalate…I couldn’t isolate. Because it was a 2 set.
…It struck me. I was cocked blocked by the friend; and now I needed a wing more than ever.
But even though the situation didn’t go the way I planned, I feel as if something could come out of this; she’s a super cutie/hottie, and I love the way we vibe. Now I’m going to have to play this by ear and give the illusion of chase (since I’ve heard stories guys chase her, and frankly I don’t want to be one of those guys.)
We leave at the end of the night – having a blast nonetheless, and I beckoned for her to kiss my cheek – and both girls agree at the same time and kiss me on opposite ends. I wave good bye and jump in the cab, smiling to myself on the way home.
…It’s starting to click.
Therefore my foundation of my inner game has finally been poured.
So this Field Report is going to compose of three different nights. Each one with a lesson to teach to exceed in my game. (I can safely say that opening and approaching is no longer my sticking point).
Date: April 4/2009
Location: Rock Stars
Wing(s): Link
Rock Stars....
Unknown territory. Promise of success and adventure; or would this end up being another weekend put to waste? I stare at facebook and my cellphone reading the event/text message from 'D'.
'Hey; we're celebrating a birthday party this weekend. You totally have to come! We're going to rock stars and there's going to be no line and cover. Cake and drinks at my place!'
Was I ready for this? I flipped over my phone and text back, saying I would be there. Impulse action : The night had potential, and at some point I would have to break out of this shell and have fun - or drown in the pool of what is between a PUA and an AFC.
Myself and two close friends of mine, roll up to the buzzer; and the door opens to a friendly, energetic face. My eyes dart across the apartment a something blew me away. There must have been 10-15 people who attended the party; and each one (I shit you not) was drawn back to a wall, separating the guys from the girls. Its what I call the 'Junior High Dance gravitational pull'.
Than something happened. A warm smile crept over my face; a feeling of inner joy over shot my body, and I knew, right than and there:
It was on.
I won't bore you so much on the details; rather than I wasn't acting a Venusian Artist at this point - but as a Social Artist. Greeting everyone, befriending them, connecting; therefore destroying any barrier between them. I was in my element (I love house parties!) and I could tell my friends who came with me, were drawn back. They ended up sitting in the far corner of the couch on the opposite side of the room - as they watch me jump from one group to another.
We eventually bounced the entire group towards Rock Stars, and the night was a foot. It took me a while to find my groove, and I must have ran into at least 12 other PUAs. I saw Wizard from a side glance as I was scoping the place, as he was running isolation/comfort game with a HB 9 (Congrats on solid game by the way); I ran into Echo and Arjun, who than introduced me to their group. In the back of my head I began to panic - there was going to be a lot of competition.
I realized, that at this point, it no longer mattered. There will always be 'competition'. Whether they're chodes, AFCs or PUAs; game will never be handed to you - you need to work for it and truly sell yourself. So I ran a quick practice set to get me into the groove of just talking out loud to a girl (which I found is necessary to warm up and get the ball moving). Than I ran into a new target.
She was one of the girls who showed up to the party, rolling in with a late entrance with a personality of a brick house. It seemed nothing would get through to her at the time. But I realized that was all part of her ‘Bitch Shield’.
After brief introductions with Benim (another PUA), I turn around and walk straight to her with a look of disbelief.
Charisma: 'Hi, you realize that it's incredibly rude to cut someone off in mid conversation.'
Jen: 'What!?'
Charisma: 'I mean, sure we got introductions out of the way, but where does that get you? Nowhere. I left the conversation totally in your hands, and well - *smirk* it totally went downhill from there. So I'm taking over right now.'
Jen: *her eyes light up and the body language changes from close to open*
Charisma: 'Hi...I'm Charisma, and I'm actually French.'
Jen: 'NO WAY! I'm Belgium!'
Charisma: 'Oh god, that means you're a push over right?'
Jen: *shocked*
Charisma: 'Don't mean to bust out the historical facts....'
Jen: 'I LOVE history!'
Charisma: '- and back to me...didn't you guys get walked all over by the Germans in the World Wars....twice?'
- playful bantering from there. We discussed places to travel, what she had going for her other than her looks. Meanwhile, I'm locking in - without even thinking about it, and me and this girl and really connecting. That is....until I get cocked blocked by Benim. (I know it wasn't intentional)
Benim: 'Hey, so how do you guys know each other?'
...
He steps into my set - and now when I think about it, I should have totally AMOGed him for coming into my set without my invitation. I didn't need a wing, I was isolated with my set already. So instead I exchange greetings, and he kinda takes it from there. I go to search my friends and end up losing Jen in the process.
But, Link introduced me to this other 2 set of gorgeous women. (one was a 9.5 in my books. Tattoos, piercing, black hair....oh, did I mention she was a Suicide Girl?)
Nothing really to note for the conversation at the bar, but Link was able to bounce the girls back to his place to a 'sauna party' (best thing ever by the way). At this point I did run into my target again, and number closed her – trying to bounce her with us, but that never fell through.
Back at Link’s place, we’re both running game, having a few drinks and laughs. Telling stories and having a overall good time. At one point, I’m in my underwear coming out of the homemade sauna, feeling more confident than I’ve been in a long time. The interaction taught me an important lesson: That I don’t need props or tools to do well in a set. I am now comfortable with my body, spirit and mind; that I can run game on a girl who I consider almost to be a fucken 10 – in my underwear!!!!!
They turned out to be pretty cool people, and though I didn’t walk away with a close, I at least made two new cool female friends. Who now; I can easily incorporate into new DHV stories.
Date: April 10/2009
Location: Empire
Wing(s): Saint and Shelagh (pivot)
I won’t go into over abundant detail; other what I considered to be noted in this Field Report. I’m running short on time, so I apologize.
We head off to Empire to celebrate Vic’s success as a Bartender – wicked job and mad props for the invite; and as a result we had instant access to VIP. I ran a set in the first 4 minutes I was in the club – which was dead to begin with, since we just arrived at approx 10pm; so things we’re slowly picking up.
Ran the black nails opener; and was able to run a little bit of story telling. The 2 set was seated, and I needed to lock in, but never crossed my mind, till I walked away from it. But the energy in my body was fuelling me, with a minor success to back it up.
We head back to VIP after scoping the floor, where one of my friends introduced us to a birthday party – the girls seemed uninterested and not very attentive. I almost attacked myself again, blaming the situation on myself; when suddenly I noted to come back to this set and re-run it again and leave on somewhat of a high note.
Later throughout the night, Shelagh was hinting she wanted to interact and mingle with people. So I tell her to walk with me, arm and arm, back to the birthday set and I began taking control of it.
Charisma: Okay guys, on first impression, you’re introductions kinda sucked. So we’re doing this again. I’m Charisma by the way – pleasure to meet all of you, and this is Shelagh – one of the coolest people I know.
The set blows open – and I’m juggling a 4 set standing up and out of the group I select a target.
Charisma: Hey, let me see your hands for a second. Good girl. Now stand up – I’m going to show you something cool….*spins and takes her place on her seat*. Haha, I totally stole your seat!
HB 8.5: I would have given it to you if you asked! *laughing*
Charisma: Wow! Really? You get plus 5 cool points for generosity! *hugs*
Things were going well, and though I was somewhat stuttering, I was ploughing through, since I was locked in – and I didn’t want to walk away empty handed. Than Saint pulled up…
Normally, I would have needed his assistance; but the problem was my 4 set changed to a 2 set, and I already had Shelagh as a wing. I didn’t need another one. So that move threw me off. I know he had the best intention and he was trying to add value to my character – but I wanted to take that opportunity just before he got in, to run some kino. I probably still could have, but I got nervous since normally I don’t get this far in a set.
As a result I ejected, and somewhat disappointed that I left, I was happy to see that my game has been moving forward – especially after a three weeks (if not more) dry spell of not opening or approaching.
Specifically for wings: Run the ‘Hey have you seen – person - ?’ line. We’ll flag you in if we need you; but that comes with practice, and I do appreciate the help guys. I really do. Just let me fly solo sometimes ^_-.
Other than that, there really wasn’t anything else I can record that really made a dramatic impact on me.
Date: April 11/2008
Location: The Bank
Wing(s): None…This is where I would needed one.
Text message, after text message, phone call – and another text…
‘Are you here yet?!’ It’s Connie; and she’s getting anxious.
I laugh to myself on the LRT, making my way towards the bar. It has gotten to the point where in my social circles; people rely on me to bring interest to the night, and I’m not one to disappoint.
I arrive at the bank; and I see Connie with one of her female friends who’s an attractive woman. I looked at Connie – and though she’s dramatically shorter than me, she’s looking incredibly good tonight.
I walk in, making a late and dramatic entrance. I walk towards the group and she stares at me for a second with nothing to offer, so I hold my arms up for a hug, and she walks towards me with a smile, and suddenly I spin around and hug her friend and introduce myself. She stands there shocked, and I laugh and pull her into a tight embrace.
Charisma : Haha, hey kiddo! I missed you!
I introduce them to my other two friends, and we’re shooting the shit for a while, but it’s mainly me and Connie who are keeping the conversation alive. Every time I focused the conversation towards one of my friends, she would try to grab my attention. Eventually I’m running minor routines to keep the interaction fresh and interesting and we bounce downstairs to get away from everyone; fortunately we find a table in the corner.
After a few minutes she tells me directly, ‘I’m single, I can now do whatever I want!’ As she grins mischievously towards me.
…Did not see that coming.
She beckons I take a seat next to her and we’re vibing incredibly well, as JD tries to keep her friend occupied. Eventually the two go for a smoke, and she stays sitting on my lap for a second and smiles as he hops merrily after her friend.
My friends look at me. Each with a cocked eyebrow.
So it wasn’t my imagination….
They look around the bar and their energy is low and they all decide to leave. Normally I have the bros – before hos mentality (why do I have a feeling Ron is laughing right now?); but they’re pushing me to stay.
The girls come up and are destroyed that we’re leaving and Connie walks away disappointed.
…IMPULSE ACTION…
I reach in my wallet pull a 20 for my bros, since they didn’t have cash on them for a cab, and I walk towards the girls, tapping her on the shoulder. She stares in disbelief.
Things would have escalated from there, we went outside to the smoking pit and was able to open her friend and we were laughing exchanging stories – threw in some DHVs. It seemed they got quiet when I was talking – I enjoyed that.
But I couldn’t kino escalate…I couldn’t isolate. Because it was a 2 set.
…It struck me. I was cocked blocked by the friend; and now I needed a wing more than ever.
But even though the situation didn’t go the way I planned, I feel as if something could come out of this; she’s a super cutie/hottie, and I love the way we vibe. Now I’m going to have to play this by ear and give the illusion of chase (since I’ve heard stories guys chase her, and frankly I don’t want to be one of those guys.)
We leave at the end of the night – having a blast nonetheless, and I beckoned for her to kiss my cheek – and both girls agree at the same time and kiss me on opposite ends. I wave good bye and jump in the cab, smiling to myself on the way home.
…It’s starting to click.
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