Things are in motion; and me and Link head off to West Edmonton Mall for a bit of practice on the good ol day game. Now that I finally have been able to fully unpack and take a few minutes to myself - I am finally able to re-focus all of my attention back to running sets.
We head off with one of my close friends Jenna, who helped us wander the mall with somewhat of a mission for being there - as we hit up random girls on the side and just get our mouths moving using openers again. I was focused more on using the cologne opener; since it seemed to give me really good results. Link managed to run a few as well - since his personal mission is to push more towards day game (especially on Whyte ave; but we were denied the opportunity due to the rainy weather outside).
A set that really stuck out to me was near the end of the day, where a lone HB blond walks right past me with a clipboard in her hand. I stare back, somewhat disappointed I didn't approach; while Jenna echoed my voice in my head out-loud. 'Man, I was temped to run that set myself, lol'
... With that the sudden impulse to talk to her takes over, and I switch directions on the heel of my foot, and maneuver throughout the crowd of people. I finally reach over to her an walk along side her. She looks at me in sudden shock, because she saw me just moments ago 'eyeing' her, and she immediately knew something was up. But I wasn't discouraged, I was determined to talk with this girl.
Charisma: Hey, I need your feminine opinion on something real quick.
HB: Uhm....okay? *gives me questioning stare as she keeps walking, me along side her*
Charisma: I just came from the Bay with some friends, and I was trying to find out with cologne smells better...Love and Magic...*sniffs own wrist and than offers it to HB...she complies* and Pie *she smells it*
Eventually she chooses the Pie cologne, but I didn't have anything to follow it up with. But I regret nothing; since I had the balls to go approach a girl I wanted to talk to. Besides this was an opportunity to work out the cob webs in the system.
Afterwards we meet up with Saint, and start tearing Whyte avenue for some night game. This is where things become interesting.
We hit up Suite 69, and the place is practically dead but for a 2 set to the right of the entrance, a three seated set of cute attractive women, and some chodes hanging by the wall. I make mental note of my surroundings and try to muster the courage and the wit to run an opener on the 3 set.
One of the bartenders recognizes Link, and she leans over to hug and talk to him. Cool - now we have some social value. Saint mentions that the 3 set is severely checking us out, and I know now I have to open this set, or willow in my own anger and bitterness.
Suddenly one of the male bartenders mentions something that we look like we belong in a band and went as far to ask us what our bar name was. I look at Saint somewhat baffled and caught off momentarily off guard. My mind - on other matters.
Saint: We are the Tinkerbell Panties'!
I laugh at the notion (before that, I though he said Your mom's panties....should have stuck with that one, lol). Suddenly an opener hits me, and I walk past both Saint and Link and approach the three set.
Charisma: Hey guys - Listen, I need your personal output here for a second. We need a new bad ass name for our make believe band. So far we have the name Tinkerbell panties...what do you think?
HB Blond: Oh, you should totally pick the Metal Junkies - classy and rockerish!
HB Red Head: Hahaha, ya, Tinkerbell doesn't suit you guys
Charisma: Awesome guys! I still like our original name, but maybe you can come up with some other cool ideas later. So what are your guys' names? (I forgot them 2 seconds afterwards...which opened a doorway for a new routine later).
Charisma: *draws a blank* Anyways, I'm going to smoothly eject, since I'm hitting a momentary brain fart, but maybe I'll introduce you to my friends.
3 set : Says goodbye and are very friendly.
I walk back to Saint and Link, as we shoot the shit for a bit. Suddenly Saint looks at me and asks, 'Which one is your target?', which I responded in kind with, 'The Blond...she's cute'. Before long Saint replies, 'Dude...introduce me, come on.'
And it's on. Accomplishment intro, and bam, we're in. We're both locked in, telling stories, while Link joins us. We shoot the shit and things are going very well from this point on.
Charisma: I'll be frank and honest with you guys. I'm terrible with names, so I'm giving you nicknames for now. *points to redhead* What should your name be?
Saint: Little red riding hood! L to the double R, H! Bad ass!
Set: *laughs*
Charisma: *points to glasses* and you're totally cinnamon. It's okay, I love cinnamon!
Charisma: *looks at target* and you're totally barbie. hands down!
The table is eating out of our hands, and the entire time they're trying to keep the conversation alive with questions, and we run story after story. Before long me and Saint are running DHV stories, him telling his Bus saving Cousin skit; myself about Hip Hop Dancing and how we're social artists in disguise (I love busting that out) and that we're on the search for new friends to fill our social circle.
Eventually obstacles come in, friends that they've been waiting for, and would you have it, my target's boy friend came into play. Fantastic.
But as a close friend once mentioned to me; just because there's a goalie in the net doesn't mean you can't score.
So Saint preoccupies the obstacles, as they become A.D.D and hit the dance floor, leaving my target and his chode boyfriend behind. She looks unimpressed, as he has his arm around her waist sitting back at the table.
Charisma: Wow, you look like you're having fun. It's almost contagious!
Barbie: Haha, ya! *Tries to qualify me*
Boyfriend looks at me at this point with annoyed look.
Charisma: Hey Bro, pleased to meet you. What your name? Awesome! So you go to U of A as well too? What do you study?
Chode: I mainly work rather than school. You?
Charisma: Oh, that's cool man! I use to be in the forces for 3 years, and became a technician; now I do home theatre installations - you name it!
Chode: ...oh...well....cool....I guess
Charisma: Focus attention back to target
Suddenly I get a text from Saint.
'Use the ice'
I look at the table and there's an empty glass with ice from here Saint downed a glass and ran off before anyone noticed. Smooth. So that being said, I chucked a piece in between her shirt and she was laughing. I was bring fun and joy to this girl's life, and she was enjoying herself, versus being with her chode boyfriend.
Charisma: Hey me and my friends are planning to head off soon, what's your number - I need to give you the details for our house warming party coming up a week or two from now. Sweet - and what's your facebook - good girl.
Meanwhile, her boyfriend turns around in alarm, and realizes I'm getting her girl's number right in front of him, and becomes worried as I record her name. I suddenly turn to the guy give him a good ol 'Hey bro, nice meeting you' hand shake and I'm off. Laughing in disbelief of what I've accomplished.
Than we stop by Lucky 13 real quick, to say hi to some of the guys. Which some key points from my observation:
1) Rachet - your ability to wing is good, but once your wingman has his girl and its just him and her, step aside, he doesn't need you anymore. So good on that. I would like to hear how heat seeker made out after that.
2) Regalia was locked in - which was good, but did he have a target in mind, I have no idea. Like to know how that turned out.
3) Genghis kicked ass in the set I saw him, and has to become confident in locking in - after a quick brush in and a quick word to the ear, he got the hint and did great. I have to read his report after this.
Other than that - that's all I have for Lucky - I didn't run any sets in that place for whatever reason. Which case we bounced pretty quick to Rockstars, where we managed to get VIP, and run into Danica. She was doing some photography and got us involved, introduced us to some people who worked there and things were mediaocore.
Than we hit the dance floor - where things took an interesting turn. The two hottest girls in the club - my target a HB 9....*drools*, was being hit on by this creepy guy on the floor. She turns to me as a human shield and I spin and switch places. After the chode disappeared, I turn to her and said 'This shit ain't free. It's five bucks for my hired protection'. She giggles and starts grinding with me hard core.
I push her away and lean against the back smoothly as she tries to get me to dance with her. Eventually I give in, and I suggest we head upstairs for a breath of fresh air. They comply, and before long I have the one girl arm and arm around the club. We get out and we play a quick game of murder, marry and shag. Things go well - but suddenly my target gets A.D.D and approaches these girls that complimented her on her dress.
Talked to her friends who was attractive as well, and ran off to say hi to our new friends and tried to neg my target, but she wasn't paying attention as she walked away to let me deal with the new three set, which were cool anyway. We head back in, and my target suddenly plays hard to get.
I punish her and walk away, and begin shooting the shit with the new girls upstairs on the bed, now Link is on fire in his element. Which was refreshing to see. We take some pics, run into some old friends, get my butt pinched twice, and we head back downstairs.
Saint makes a bold move and tries to get the girls to bounce with us, at first they said yes - but they went back to dancing and they bailed at the last second. Saint got their numbers and we called it a night, and that was it.
...
Or was it?
On the way back after dropping Saint off, I get a call from him saying the girls have decided to join us for food after all. We're a few feet from our place and we turn the vehicle around and head back to rock stars. Adventure was calling us, and we figured we might as well go with the flow.
We park back of Rock Stars trying to contact the girls, and we watch this one girl completely break down in tears as her boyfriend drives off drunk in his car. She knocks on our window asking if we call a cab, and we shoot the shit for a bit. She than breaks down even more, telling how her ex 2 months ago was involved in a drunken car accident.
I stand up out of the pathfinder, walk up to her and offer her a hug, telling everything will be okay, and she's sobbing like crazy in my arms. (we are truly the world's greatest diplomats as PUAs.) After getting rid of her tears, she laughs at our jokes and we shoot the shit some more. We get her into the cab and made a new friend as I facebooked closed her and wished her a good one - after taking care of her and dealing with her emotions and drunken rambles.
We ended up finally getting a call from the girls, and we tried to find them, but they were no where to be found, since they decided to walk home, and the directions they gave us were poor - and couldn't get a hold of her afterwards. So we retired our efforts and called it a night.
A DHV story if nothing else for a later time.
So - that's my report, and it's late in the evening and I'm getting some sleep.
Sleep well my brothers.
Happy Gaming.
- Charisma
We head off with one of my close friends Jenna, who helped us wander the mall with somewhat of a mission for being there - as we hit up random girls on the side and just get our mouths moving using openers again. I was focused more on using the cologne opener; since it seemed to give me really good results. Link managed to run a few as well - since his personal mission is to push more towards day game (especially on Whyte ave; but we were denied the opportunity due to the rainy weather outside).
A set that really stuck out to me was near the end of the day, where a lone HB blond walks right past me with a clipboard in her hand. I stare back, somewhat disappointed I didn't approach; while Jenna echoed my voice in my head out-loud. 'Man, I was temped to run that set myself, lol'
... With that the sudden impulse to talk to her takes over, and I switch directions on the heel of my foot, and maneuver throughout the crowd of people. I finally reach over to her an walk along side her. She looks at me in sudden shock, because she saw me just moments ago 'eyeing' her, and she immediately knew something was up. But I wasn't discouraged, I was determined to talk with this girl.
Charisma: Hey, I need your feminine opinion on something real quick.
HB: Uhm....okay? *gives me questioning stare as she keeps walking, me along side her*
Charisma: I just came from the Bay with some friends, and I was trying to find out with cologne smells better...Love and Magic...*sniffs own wrist and than offers it to HB...she complies* and Pie *she smells it*
Eventually she chooses the Pie cologne, but I didn't have anything to follow it up with. But I regret nothing; since I had the balls to go approach a girl I wanted to talk to. Besides this was an opportunity to work out the cob webs in the system.
Afterwards we meet up with Saint, and start tearing Whyte avenue for some night game. This is where things become interesting.
We hit up Suite 69, and the place is practically dead but for a 2 set to the right of the entrance, a three seated set of cute attractive women, and some chodes hanging by the wall. I make mental note of my surroundings and try to muster the courage and the wit to run an opener on the 3 set.
One of the bartenders recognizes Link, and she leans over to hug and talk to him. Cool - now we have some social value. Saint mentions that the 3 set is severely checking us out, and I know now I have to open this set, or willow in my own anger and bitterness.
Suddenly one of the male bartenders mentions something that we look like we belong in a band and went as far to ask us what our bar name was. I look at Saint somewhat baffled and caught off momentarily off guard. My mind - on other matters.
Saint: We are the Tinkerbell Panties'!
I laugh at the notion (before that, I though he said Your mom's panties....should have stuck with that one, lol). Suddenly an opener hits me, and I walk past both Saint and Link and approach the three set.
Charisma: Hey guys - Listen, I need your personal output here for a second. We need a new bad ass name for our make believe band. So far we have the name Tinkerbell panties...what do you think?
HB Blond: Oh, you should totally pick the Metal Junkies - classy and rockerish!
HB Red Head: Hahaha, ya, Tinkerbell doesn't suit you guys
Charisma: Awesome guys! I still like our original name, but maybe you can come up with some other cool ideas later. So what are your guys' names? (I forgot them 2 seconds afterwards...which opened a doorway for a new routine later).
Charisma: *draws a blank* Anyways, I'm going to smoothly eject, since I'm hitting a momentary brain fart, but maybe I'll introduce you to my friends.
3 set : Says goodbye and are very friendly.
I walk back to Saint and Link, as we shoot the shit for a bit. Suddenly Saint looks at me and asks, 'Which one is your target?', which I responded in kind with, 'The Blond...she's cute'. Before long Saint replies, 'Dude...introduce me, come on.'
And it's on. Accomplishment intro, and bam, we're in. We're both locked in, telling stories, while Link joins us. We shoot the shit and things are going very well from this point on.
Charisma: I'll be frank and honest with you guys. I'm terrible with names, so I'm giving you nicknames for now. *points to redhead* What should your name be?
Saint: Little red riding hood! L to the double R, H! Bad ass!
Set: *laughs*
Charisma: *points to glasses* and you're totally cinnamon. It's okay, I love cinnamon!
Charisma: *looks at target* and you're totally barbie. hands down!
The table is eating out of our hands, and the entire time they're trying to keep the conversation alive with questions, and we run story after story. Before long me and Saint are running DHV stories, him telling his Bus saving Cousin skit; myself about Hip Hop Dancing and how we're social artists in disguise (I love busting that out) and that we're on the search for new friends to fill our social circle.
Eventually obstacles come in, friends that they've been waiting for, and would you have it, my target's boy friend came into play. Fantastic.
But as a close friend once mentioned to me; just because there's a goalie in the net doesn't mean you can't score.
So Saint preoccupies the obstacles, as they become A.D.D and hit the dance floor, leaving my target and his chode boyfriend behind. She looks unimpressed, as he has his arm around her waist sitting back at the table.
Charisma: Wow, you look like you're having fun. It's almost contagious!
Barbie: Haha, ya! *Tries to qualify me*
Boyfriend looks at me at this point with annoyed look.
Charisma: Hey Bro, pleased to meet you. What your name? Awesome! So you go to U of A as well too? What do you study?
Chode: I mainly work rather than school. You?
Charisma: Oh, that's cool man! I use to be in the forces for 3 years, and became a technician; now I do home theatre installations - you name it!
Chode: ...oh...well....cool....I guess
Charisma: Focus attention back to target
Suddenly I get a text from Saint.
'Use the ice'
I look at the table and there's an empty glass with ice from here Saint downed a glass and ran off before anyone noticed. Smooth. So that being said, I chucked a piece in between her shirt and she was laughing. I was bring fun and joy to this girl's life, and she was enjoying herself, versus being with her chode boyfriend.
Charisma: Hey me and my friends are planning to head off soon, what's your number - I need to give you the details for our house warming party coming up a week or two from now. Sweet - and what's your facebook - good girl.
Meanwhile, her boyfriend turns around in alarm, and realizes I'm getting her girl's number right in front of him, and becomes worried as I record her name. I suddenly turn to the guy give him a good ol 'Hey bro, nice meeting you' hand shake and I'm off. Laughing in disbelief of what I've accomplished.
Than we stop by Lucky 13 real quick, to say hi to some of the guys. Which some key points from my observation:
1) Rachet - your ability to wing is good, but once your wingman has his girl and its just him and her, step aside, he doesn't need you anymore. So good on that. I would like to hear how heat seeker made out after that.
2) Regalia was locked in - which was good, but did he have a target in mind, I have no idea. Like to know how that turned out.
3) Genghis kicked ass in the set I saw him, and has to become confident in locking in - after a quick brush in and a quick word to the ear, he got the hint and did great. I have to read his report after this.
Other than that - that's all I have for Lucky - I didn't run any sets in that place for whatever reason. Which case we bounced pretty quick to Rockstars, where we managed to get VIP, and run into Danica. She was doing some photography and got us involved, introduced us to some people who worked there and things were mediaocore.
Than we hit the dance floor - where things took an interesting turn. The two hottest girls in the club - my target a HB 9....*drools*, was being hit on by this creepy guy on the floor. She turns to me as a human shield and I spin and switch places. After the chode disappeared, I turn to her and said 'This shit ain't free. It's five bucks for my hired protection'. She giggles and starts grinding with me hard core.
I push her away and lean against the back smoothly as she tries to get me to dance with her. Eventually I give in, and I suggest we head upstairs for a breath of fresh air. They comply, and before long I have the one girl arm and arm around the club. We get out and we play a quick game of murder, marry and shag. Things go well - but suddenly my target gets A.D.D and approaches these girls that complimented her on her dress.
Talked to her friends who was attractive as well, and ran off to say hi to our new friends and tried to neg my target, but she wasn't paying attention as she walked away to let me deal with the new three set, which were cool anyway. We head back in, and my target suddenly plays hard to get.
I punish her and walk away, and begin shooting the shit with the new girls upstairs on the bed, now Link is on fire in his element. Which was refreshing to see. We take some pics, run into some old friends, get my butt pinched twice, and we head back downstairs.
Saint makes a bold move and tries to get the girls to bounce with us, at first they said yes - but they went back to dancing and they bailed at the last second. Saint got their numbers and we called it a night, and that was it.
...
Or was it?
On the way back after dropping Saint off, I get a call from him saying the girls have decided to join us for food after all. We're a few feet from our place and we turn the vehicle around and head back to rock stars. Adventure was calling us, and we figured we might as well go with the flow.
We park back of Rock Stars trying to contact the girls, and we watch this one girl completely break down in tears as her boyfriend drives off drunk in his car. She knocks on our window asking if we call a cab, and we shoot the shit for a bit. She than breaks down even more, telling how her ex 2 months ago was involved in a drunken car accident.
I stand up out of the pathfinder, walk up to her and offer her a hug, telling everything will be okay, and she's sobbing like crazy in my arms. (we are truly the world's greatest diplomats as PUAs.) After getting rid of her tears, she laughs at our jokes and we shoot the shit some more. We get her into the cab and made a new friend as I facebooked closed her and wished her a good one - after taking care of her and dealing with her emotions and drunken rambles.
We ended up finally getting a call from the girls, and we tried to find them, but they were no where to be found, since they decided to walk home, and the directions they gave us were poor - and couldn't get a hold of her afterwards. So we retired our efforts and called it a night.
A DHV story if nothing else for a later time.
So - that's my report, and it's late in the evening and I'm getting some sleep.
Sleep well my brothers.
Happy Gaming.
- Charisma
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