| OMFG.. I cannot believe what just fucking happened.. I feel like a million fucking bucks right now... I... EyeCrush... have conquered... I finally got pickup down... You see for so long my sticking point was A2 and A3 and I make no apologies for using Mystery's so-called "old" terminology. I will use it to the day I die. I live in debt to that enlightened... slightly schizophrenic man... I'm not the most balanced person myself I admit, here's to you man. I don't know if I'll thank you in every fucking post but goddammit it all makes perfect fucking sense now it's almost too easy... GODDAMN I CANT BELIEVE THIS! Is it that easy? Goddamn it... wow.. Okay... so here's what happened...
It's friday. I'm tired... I just got back from what suppose to be an easy music lesson (I teach guitar, piano) and I'm fucking tired.. goddammit I really don't want to go nowheres... I feel like hey I just want to check out some PUA forums and see what's up and call it a night.. but no... my buddy has to hit me up for this show he's got to perform for... He ain't got a ride so the guy hits me up all the time to take him from point A to point B. He's a good friend. We are cool. BUT what happened was that when I was taking him to the performance he got a call. It was a friend of ours... To explain how I opened her and got to know her would take one whole field report in itself. So to summarize, this is how I met her: she's a photographer for local performers where I'm from. My buddy plays guitar and he's kindof a soloist, only he doesn't sing. He's known her for a long time now... many months, maybe a year or longer I don't really know.. but the point is he's played shows with his band (tonight he played solo b/c he's been growing estranged from his bandmates)... and he's gotten a lot of exposure and is somewhat known in his own right among some circles in this area. So he's known her for a long time, but he never made a move. She has a boyfriend he tells me. I knew where this was going... I could tell.
So I met her at a club I was playing one night.. she took pictures of me on stage. We learned a little about ourselves but not too much.. she stood by me for a little while, this was in December of 2008, a month after I finished the PUA manual: the Mystery Method. I didn't do much at the time because of the situation. The second time I saw her was at another club my buddy was playing at. He would always give her big hugs and make some intense kino, but for the most part most his moves were standard AFC. The second time I saw her we were talking in the corner about music, she was working that night but occasionally she'd walk up to me and grind up against my groin... that night before I left I did what I thought would make sense: I gave her a hug before I left telling her "I'm leaving now" and I gave her a nice tight hug. The third time I saw her I was working security at this new dance club here in downtown Fresno. There was at least a thousand people there that night. This is no exaggeration, I actually use this as a DHV routine. I was working the door when I heard gunshots behind me coming from the lounge. I looked back and saw the flashes light up the bar. Everybody ducked down in terror. I stood there, unfased.
I actually peeked around the corner to make sure the attacker was not headed inside. As I looked back at the crowd, audience, etc.. (it was hip hop/rap sortof show) I told everybody to "CALM DOWN. STAY CALM." It was loud I had to raise my voice. Anyway it was crazy everybody had to march out single file and half of Fresno PD showed up with shotguns and AK's. Crazy story, anyway she left before all that happened but I just thought I'd share that story to convey how I DHV with danger. Women love danger. Trust me. DHV how hardcore you are and a woman will trip out and give you some good IOI's.. Anyway tonight was the 4th time I've seen her and finally I got excellent kino, AMAZING qualification, and a number close that was so easy it was painful for my AFC buddy to watch...
Fast forward to TODAY (when all that good stuff just happened). We're going to the show when she calls my buddy (who is going to perform at this venue) and asks to speak with me. He hands me the phone. I am driving. I don't recommend this, but I had to do what I had to do. She tells me hi. I ask her what's going on, what's up that sort of thing.. she responds with something positive.. my spine straightens.. I sit up.. my blood starts pumping. GAME ON. CLICK! I instantly begin to DHV.. tell her about a future event and venue I may be performing (this is a fantastic DHV if you make this apart of your identity/avatar which I have). She responds with something positive. She tells me she needs a ride to the show for whatever reason she couldn't get one. (Yes I am suspicious, I created a lot of attraction in the previous 3 interactions). My buddy is in the passenger side. Remember, my buddy and the photographer are friends... but that's the thing he's just a friend and I identified that a long time ago. I explained to him that if anything happened between me and her it was completely legitimate because he hadn't made any moves. Too bad. That's just the rules.
So when I pick her up, she sits in the backseat. I'm just being me at this point, doing what I do. Mostly, and this is very intricate and if broke down everything I did I would have to write a book... mostly what I do is direct the frame. That's it. As long as you do that you will exude alpha. Anyway, notice I haven't even described her to you yet. That's because this is how I play the game: I DO NOT give her the attention she craves from me until she has earned it. It all makes so much sense and tonight I was so smooth I just... wow. Check out what happened. As soon as she steps into my car in the backseat she begins to play frame games with me. The first thing that happened was she IOId the music I had playing in the car. I told her it was my favorite band. She tells me it can't be because it's hers. We tease each other a bit. As I'm asking for directions to the venue she tells me:
"I'm going to dominate you."
I respond, "That's impossible."
"I'm going to own you."
I respond, "No no baby, that's not how it works. You got to get my permission first."
I INSTANTLY RECOGNIZED THE HOOP. I DID NOT JUMP THROUGH IT. Yes, it was a shit test. She gave me a shit test as soon as she got in my car. The whole time I'm dominating the conversation in the car between my buddy who's in the front passenger side sitting next to me and this lovely flower hiding in the backseat behind him. So, in other words all I had to do was look over my shoulder to see her. Now, understand the situation here: I have to deal with a good friend of mine who I know has a crush on this beautiful woman. He never made a move. He's an AFC. Sorry bro. You knew this was coming. The whole time she's telling me how much she loves the band we're listening to and we're both kindof singing the lyrics on and off to it and of course we could hear each other... it was turning us both on. As we stopped in the parking lot my buddy got out quickly and I rolled down the window as usual (cuz my door handle's broken, lol) and open the door from the outside. The whole while the music is still playing because the key is still in the ignition. I caught us both singing together in the car.. of course I didn't look back at her I couldn't let her think my attention was that easy to gain.
As we get out of the vehicle, my "buddy" gives her his usual big-armed bear hug (he's 6 something I'm 5 something)... I open the trunk to help em out with his equipment but of course she's standing there looking at me like "aren't you going to hug me?" she didn't say that outloud but I felt like she was thinking it so I acted... now remember I've already built rapport with her from 3 other venues maybe amounting to about an hour, maybe 90 minutes, or 2 hours of conversation or being around each other where I played cocky/funny but we never got passed A2 because I hadn't got her to qualify herself yet. I knew where I was with her the entire time. This time I went straight up to her "HEY!! MY BEST FRIEND!! GIVE ME A HUG!" Just like that straight up grabbed her and held her tightly.. my "buddy" later accused me of grabbing her ass.
We walked together to the venue. I was leading the entire time. I watched Cesar Milan and I use his philosophy for my walk and swagger. I swear... if you want to learn how to lead any group, study that guy and his show. YOU WILL LEARN. I lead the pack and took us into the club with confidence. I shaked everybody's hands that was involved in performance for the night. It's just how I roll.. people expect me to be an important person just when they look at me so I just play the role. I tell my buddy "Hey lets sit over here" I choose a spot I like. As soon as I sit down. She throws me another shit test. She comes up to my buddy and tells him to come sit at another table. I instantly get up and head to the bar. I am not a tool, I do not follow. I ask the bartender "What do you have on tap?" This is my bar opener. It is a simple line. LEARN IT. Do not get wasted. Do not get intoxicated. Just be assertive and show action. I got a beer and headed back toward the new table my buddy and my new ladyfriend were sitting at, they were sitting across from each other so I sat to their side. She actually waited for me to come back to seat herself at the same time... IOI. I did not face her at all. That's rule number one. I gave my attention to the stage off and on.
She had her portfolio laid out on the table. She was a photographer. She was hott. She's got that whole pinup thing going on. Black dress. Nice ass. Cute face. Red hott lipstick... She's a 9. Petite but cute. Earlier she had showed me in the parking lot a tattoo on her lower inner-lip, I was like "Is that real?" "Can I touch it?" I didn't touch it of course but just using the word prepared her for what was coming.. Now we were in the club and she sat next to me, I played my usual disinterested cocky role and got some laughs over bullshit and there was some hustle and bustle as the stage was being arranged and she moved to take some photos. I looked at her portfolio after my buddy had finished going through it.. Realizing I was showing interest in her by viewing her portfolio I quickly closed it and placed it on her seat next to her purse. She came back and looked at me like "WTF?" and she put her portfolio back on the table and opened it. I realized of course she's trying to DHV for possible clients in the club. And suddenly I also realized I had just subconsciously NEGGED her. I was saying "your work does not impress me you are not that important." WOW.
When she came back again I almost failed her next shit test. I mean it was CLOSE. BUT THANK GOD I RECOVERED. She told me to sit in her seat (against the wall) so people would find it more welcoming to see her portfolio. I just got up and sat there.. like a dumbass. Then she told my buddy to sit where I was sitting. He complied. I realized what I had just done. FUCK. I jumped through her hoop. As soon as she came up to me a minute later I told her. "I do not like where I am sitting," and got up. She apologized and told me "Oh.. I'll tell [so-and-so] to get another chair.." I just moved, grabbed a new chair and sat in a dominant position at the side of the table. If I wasn't in a dominant position before.. I was definitely in one in that moment. THATS WHEN EVERYTHING CHANGED.
My buddy had his nylon guitar with him (he was about to perform).. I grabbed it from him and relaxed my fingers on the strings and used it as a prop for a bit eventho nobody could really hear me. I was relaxed. In my zone. In my game. In my element. I put the guitar down and just held an open posture. Just the way I was sitting. That's all it really takes. It was a small venue. There was a single pool table in the back by the bar, two long tables with chairs, and two square tables on the side where we were sitting. There were maybe 50 heads up in this club tonight. Some things happen. I can't remember. But I go outside and take my buddy's guitar. This was a conscious decision. I knew I had to control the frame. I did it by saying "Give me your guitar. I'm going to hang outside for a while." My buddy of course follows me outside and sits a few feet from me on the bench. I play for a minute then give him back the guitar. The next thing I do is one of the most amazing things I will NEVER... EVER forget... wow... I did it.. I finally got this. I cannot believe that I am that guy.. I was king shit tonight at this club and here's how I did it:
First of all body language is so fucking important. I'm sitting on this bench outside the club and I extend BOTH my arms to the left and to the right. Like I'm ready for two females to straddle up beside me. She yells my name coming outside the venue "[EyeCrush]!" (not my real name) .. my ears perkup and I look over "huh? what's going on?" She tells me how cool is it that they are playing this band that we both really digg.. And I'm like "yea, wow awesome" that sorta shit... She comes up to me and actually comes straight up to my right side and cuddles up beside me. She was willingly snuggling beneath my arm. IOI. I bullshit about the music, it's all natural to me.. I live it.. I breathe it. It all makes sense now. I have her here next to me... this is it. We're in A2: female-to-male interest. DHV LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER. I came up with the DOPEST routines... Somehow we got on the topic of tattoos.. this always comes up, prepare for it and routine over it as much as you can, anything involving tattoos... prepare tattoo routines, they work like a charm. I DONT HAVE ANY TATTOOS. DO YOU UNDERSTAND? YOU DONT NEED THEM AND IT STILL WORKS!! LOL....
So check out what happens.. one way or another this was bound to happen.. she was standing up now in front of me (she went and came back a few times).. and she was giving me so many IOI's it was way hard to ignore. She was staring right at me standing directly in front of me. She showed me this tattoo on her chest. I recognized it. This genuinely happened. Which is what makes it so awesome and amazing. It was so organic. I recognized the design she had tattooed on her chest. As soon as I saw it I realized the potential to qualify her with this. I INSTANTLY reacted like this: "OMG!! NO you didn't! You do not have that same one [that I like]" As I said this I CONTRACTED my arms in toward my body and clapped my hands like "O SNAP" and also had my legs crossed at my ankles. So freeze this picture. I'm going to use this everytime: contract your body by clapping then crossing your hands and crossing your legs at the ankles and bring your knees toghether side by side. THEN relax your body and EXPAND and uncross your legs and sit back and resume the position on the bench: extend both your arms as if two women can sit next to you on either side. Do NOT be shy to do this. WHO GIVES A SHIT? You cannot, I repeat CANNOT GIVE A FUCK. That is key.
As I did this whole contraction/expansion I began to crack up and let out a reaction of SURPRISE. I was like "WOW that is amazing... I cannot believe this. You actually got that tattooed?" She looked at me with wonder.. like "what made him have that reaction?" she asked herself inside... I explained: "I was actually making a design for this logo I was making" (THIS IS ALL TRUE). I told her how I was creating this graphic for this project I was working on. The whole time I knew I was qualifying her. I was hitting her attraction and reward switches so hard that everybody thought that we were a couple for the rest of the night. As I explained to her why it was so cool she had that tattoo I went in to what it meant. I did an aztec calendar routine explaining it's meaning and some Indian words also. When I did this I would kindof do these sexy whisper tones of the surprise I had found in her.. this is a very specific action that I do. It is very precise. It's like an imitation of the sex act.. I moan like I'm fucking her but I do it very subtly.. it's akin to the deep purr of a lion that indicates the growl hiding beneath the moan. I have my tone of my voice and rhythm down so good that just by lowering my voice into this hypnotic tone I feel a woman magnetically becoming attracted to me.. I feel it in my chest.. that burst of adrenaline.. All I do is lower my voice in tone and talk rhythmically. It's like I'm talking from my balls and each word I say makes my dick vibrate. I don't mean to be graphic but that's the image that comes to mind and it works.
Anyway... the "sexy whisper tones" of surprise that I gave her I delivered by rumbling my voice like a lion, this works REALLY well. I'd say "Oh... wow.. that's so cool"... and the killer one is when you refer to her in the 3rd person. I dont know why but this is so clever if done correctly. I whispered "she is so cool" like my mind was betraying me subconsciously (I had had a beer so for all she knew I was maybe buzzed). I'd whisper it like I didn't mean to say it outloud... so it gave her the frame like she had "got to me." I had qualified her. We were in A3. All the IOI's were there. It was good. So anyway I was telling her about the aztec calendar and how depending on your birthday would determine your Indian name. This was straight up chick crack. Astrology. God this was too easy.. I know too much of this kindof stuff and now that I know where to use it in my routines I'm unstoppable... holy crap. I told her about name twins or "tocayos" and "tocayas" ... I told her my Indian name in the Nahuatl tongue... She was impressed... "Cool!!" she exclaimed.. That's when I POUNDED her attraction switch hard by telling her this powerful yet simple preselection routine while simulataneously qualifying her: I mentioned her name and told her it was interesting because "I've met so many ashley's, maria's, marrisa's, ... it's hard to keep track of them all.. but [target's name] is different, it's unique.." She had IOId strongly, I qualified her, and I rewarded her.
I gave her all that eye contact she was craving to have from me. My name is EyeCrush afterall... well shit she went gaga after that... I had her melting in my hand... The party moved back inside the venue... as I came back from the bathroom two AFCs were spitting the best game they had at her. One was seated at our table like it was his spot. I instantly stop, "Hey! I know you!! DUDE! You look so familiar! Alex right? Ya dude you played in that band!" His game wasn't half as good as mine... he beat it quick. The other guy stood next to her hovering. She looks at me and tells me in my ear that she wants a beer.. I stop for a second and look her in the eye. "Go like this." It was the oldest PUA trick in the book and this was the perfect time to use it. I put my hand out palm down... she was like.. "what?" "I said go like this" I repeated... she complied.. I took her hand and lifted it over he head and told her "now spin"... she complied... she spun around for me for everyone to see. She was a little irratated, I could tell, in a good way of course.. "Do you want a Belgian White?" I asked her... she was still stunned by what had just happened.. I couldn't tell if she had just mumbled "he can't just do that.." and yet she was looking straight at me... those puppy eyes came out right there... the way she said it with the way she was looking at me she was communicating she was way way into me...
Then she vocalized a little louder her complaint of what had just happened.. I really can't remember what she said.. it's not important... what's important is how I responded: "Hey baby you gotta earn it I ain't free ya know.." Then I walked to the bar and bought us both some drinks. Now we were alone at the table, she was sitting to my right. I bullshitted and DHVed over the fact I am a 1) PREOCCUPIED, 2) PRESELECTED, 3) LEADER. The preoccupied part I always got going with FTCs and frame controls (like when I walk out of the bar to have a smoke, etc.. in this case I didn't even smoke I just kicked it outisde on the bench by myself until she felt compelled to join me... MAKE YOURSELF SCARCE AND PREOCCUPIED CONSTANTLY)... Guess what happened next? A random female came up and introduced herself to my quote-unquote "date" and then sat right next to me. I now had TWO WOMEN literally straddling up next to me. One to my right and one to my left. This was intense I thought to myself. I used the preselection to my advantage. It had my date working hard for my attention from that point forward.
I shook the lady's hand and she took off.. next a wannabe AMOG sits right next to me totally ignoring me and introducing himself to my target. Instantly I AMOGd the fucker into puppy dog submission. The moron was DHVing over the fact he made business cards. Bad move. He gave one to my date. I asked him quickly "Do you have another one?" He had to stay consistent, he couldn't ignore me on that, plus I'm a prick and I'll force attention if I have to.. "It's blank on the back..." I DLVd him in seconds his business card sucked balls. I made better ones. "I give music lessons. I like the gloss maybe you could make some of my new cards." I placed him in a role beneath me... it was so easy.. he was qualifying himself to me in seconds. Instantly his attention shifted from my target to me... As he did this I looked over to my date... we smiled at each other like "wow what a try-hard" LOL... I brushed him off so fast it impressed her. It impressed everybody in fact. My buddy told me what this looked like from his perspective later that night and he noted the fact I had everything under control. He was impressed. I knew what I was doing.
Now it's time for chit chat. Welcome to comfort. Keep it sexual. Keep it on interest. "Who's more evil.. who lies more... men or women?" Yes, this is an opener... but it is also a conversation starter whether for comfort or attraction. Use it to DHV. I kept hitting preselection... I really can't remember everything I said.. I just remember I had her saying that both guys and girls were assholes. This was good. She was reflecting what I was giving her: I'm a selfish prick who's looking out for number one... she told me how guys and girls could both be selfish.. etc. translation: SHE WAS DOWN... Then I went into this great "chase me" routine. I call it a "chase me" routine because I work HARD to set the frame that I am a preselected male with a HISTORY. I ALWAYS run this routine as soon as I enter the comfort stage. I tell her how all my life I've been chased by women and had my ass grabbed (the phrase "got my ass grabbed" is so easy, so simple, so elegant) lol... then I bust this one out which pings for her sexuality. I tell her about all the gay guys that hit on me constantly. This is a powerful routine. I do this thing with my hands and my arms where I do this "it gives me the chills" kindof motion by rubbing my arms with my hands... and I say "I can't stand being touched like that I fucking hate that shit! I'm like hands off man!" And I continue the routine by explaining that people, of both sexes, are attracted to me and how I have to hold them back with a stick cuz they can't keep their goddamn hands off me.. This whole routine is a frame game. I'm framing myself as a sexually desirable alpha male that gets so much attention it is difficult to handle.. It doesn't hurt that that is actually the case in my life. I came up with the routine on the spot b/c just yesterday I was hit on very uncomfortably by a gay guy. I told her about this then did the whole shiver-me-timbers animation with my arms and hands... and then I asked her some things on females sexuality... it was easy because she had some pictures she had took in her portfolio of two females holding each other. I dont remember her responses but it was pretty positive and easy to talk about.. I kept it sexual. It was good.
"You're cool.. you're different" I told her.. "I'll remember that."
"You should." She told me.. she was chasing... damn I got this thing down.
The show was about to start. There was a stand up comedian. She was taking pictures of him (she's a photographer, she took lots of pictures but the performers are her primary targets). He tells the crowd "who else thinks this photographer is really hott?" She was arguably the hottest chick in the club, tho the comedians g/f was a force to reckon with.. her staring at me helped my own target constantly vy for my attention. Anyway when he asked who else thought she was hott the crowd cheered, my buddy clapped, and I lifted my beer and gave a "I'll drink to that" kindof motion. Instantly he points to me and asks "Is that your boyfriend?"... I was being AMOGd from the stage. I countered later when he tried to act all tough by mentioning something about gang violence in the neighborhood.. I'm good at picking up silences in any venue... I actually scream funny phrases to rock bands at thousand-ppl shows and I'm sure the whole crowd hears me... I just know when to say the right shit... when it got all quiet and he mentioned his story (as he already had engaged much of the crowd to speak openly with him) I mentioned my run in with the law I had just had a few nights ago with the CHP... after that he said "nah man I ain't going to mess with you man.." And I AMOGd him back into submission..
The whole club was eating out of the palm of my hands. I could've opened anybody I wanted, picked up whoever... but I had just qualified the hottest chick there and she had come with me. I was hott shit and it felt good... of course I wouldn't really be if it wasn't for the fact I number closed her... yup.. right before I dropped her off... she made it a point to hug me tightly and well... To my surprise my phone was not in my pocket. FUCK. GODDAMMIT.. I thought... "You're not going to believe this" I told her.. "but I can't find my phone right now.." I gave her my number and she called me that same minute... I heard my phone vibrating between the seats... I grabbed it and asked "Are you 5555?" (not her real number) and she was like "Yea..." We said goodbye and the drama ensued... My buddy wasn't taking it well... "You like her huh?" It was legitimate. It had happened like it was suppose to. Everybody thought we were together at the club. Even my buddy knew there was legitimate attraction between us. I just got a number close and not because the number mattered.... it didn't. Remember the night began with her calling my buddy and telling him to hand me the phone so she could tell me to pick her up for the show. She was used to talking to me on the phone already. So all I did was got her to remember about that before I went for the number close. I told her "remember when we were talking on the phone" between some bullshit that I was going to perform at this other club (which I don't even know if I will but I do plan on performing soon in the future, it's hard work).. thats when I told her I couldnt find my phone so I gave her my number, she called it, and I saved her number. I'm going to call her this week.
Technically she has a boyfriend. The only difference is I know how to break past that obstacle now. This was my sticking point my WHOLE LIFE. I always dated women who had boyfriends... now it's my fucking turn. HELLAFUCKINLUA. GOD HAVE MERCY!!!
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Well done!