My Journey To Immortality

Myrmidons, My brothers of the sword, I would rather fight beside you than any army of thousands! Let no man forget how menacing we are, We are lions! Do you know what's there, waiting beyond that beach? Immortality! Take it! It's yours!

This is a compilation of every Field Report i've written since beginning my journey. Let this be motivation for you whenever you feel weary, when you want to quit, and whenever you cannot go another step. Remember that I am beside you, cheering you on, every step of the way. I train and trained just as hard as you; sometimes harder. Learn from lessons, stay away from my mistakes, and maybe it will save you precious time that can't be attained again. Here is my journey, go walk yours.

Seduce and seduced,

-Jay Protégé


Halloween night the one time of year where women get to dress as slutty as they want, and grown men coming out the closet. It is the time of year where I really enjoy myself as I have always found some sort of trouble to get myself into . Prynce (my faithful wing) and I discuss the plan for the evening as we are still young Poohas and take the craft very seriously. Deliberations run short and a decision is made (We received a text from an old friend, letting us know that a major party was going on in Claremont). Claremont here we come.

We arrive at the Halloween party peacocked like the good mystery method students we were at the time. Smiles in tow we walk in, feeling good and riding the high of how good we thought we looked (Me: A spray painted t-shirt, white nails as I had just watched a Mehow video, black jeans and white shoes. Oh and don’t forget the sunglasses propped up on your head. Prynce: Black overcoat, BCG glasses; prescription, white nikes, and some cluster fuck of dress clothing. Gay pirate for sale… anyone?). We grab drinks then we start to interact with a few people to warm ourselves up. I open a 3 set of girls (Who would be staying with us for the night), and chat them up. Banter and cocky funny line fly, which takes care of the attraction phase and Prynce seeing this comes in to wing on cue. He finds his target and before long they’re in the corner tonguing each other down like some band geeks; awww.

While he is playing tongue wresting I’m working the other girls to get them on my side. However my girl is insisting on being a little smart ass. Hmm, what shall I do? Tease her bratty ass, and pay her little attention till she learns to behave. I do make some tactical mistakes due to arrogance (I thought I had it in the bag. The battle isn’t won until the goal is reached) which was, I didn’t tell any stories or use gambits.

Prince suggests the idea to bounce the girls to another party. No problem with me (I don’t know how many times having a good wing has saved my behind. They always pick up the slack and make sure your pushing forward). Randomly out of left field my girl starts to flirt with me, I don’t understand why, but I’m new so I don’t ask questions.

The other party we find out was a St Lucy’s prepatory party (These girls are notoriously known for throwing the best parties, plus they are just fucking wild). I felt like the gods had shown favor to me *Shining light of heaven AHHHHHHHH!!* No more than two seconds of taking a moment to smell the roses when my girl pulls me to the dancefloor. We dance, and dance hard. This girl starts moving my hands all around her body, which I might add was erection inspiring. Hands to breasts, stomach, does a quick swirl around her voluptuous hips (Got to love women who play volleyball), then we strike gold and hit the motherload. Her all wonderful warm, and wet glory hole. For whatever reason it took me a while to figure out she was horny: I'm obviously an idiot. I start to ignoring her again because I’m scared shitless and want to rationalize it is to make her invest. Seeing Prynce working his girl I follow head lead and move Ms. Hot and horny to the wall, sit down next to Prynce and have her give me a lap dance. Still scared to pull the trigger, so she does it for me and turns around, gives me the triangle gaze. Finally I took the hint and kissed this poor girl.

It starts to get more hot and heavy, so I ask a friend to go to his car to see if I can make something happen. No dice, he isn’t having it as he hasn’t made any head way with any of the girls tonight… Highschool -_-. Oh well, girls have curfew, we have to head back and my penis is still hard… what a cold world.

-Jay Protégé

History of sarge

I’ve been working on asshole high school jock stereotype game for a while to see the effects of it.

My strategy has been, when I’m in a classroom setting, that I find a way to put myself as the center of attention. Since all eyes are on me I make sure that the way I act is going to give me some sort of attraction from the girls. Once I have one girl into me, I’m going to use that to get a sort of snowball effect going. There are some things that just aren’t fair *Big shit Alright so I just got done with this sarge about 20 mins ago. (Setting) Volleyball class
eating grin*. I’ve been gaming the girls from the class for about two weeks due to the fact that my class is every Tuesday and Thursday (I should have slow burned this but, I thought I needed to move faster; the ignorance of youth). The game plan is, get a couple girls attracted, catch the rest and fuck em all; Pokémon.

When I first started the class I automatically took over the room when we started to play, and busted on pretty much every girl until I hooked a couple.

My choice to start the ball rolling is pretty cute Hb 7.5.

(I had already been busting on her before she asked me my name)

Ashley: What’s your name??

Jay Protégé: What’s yours??

Ashley: Ashley

Jay Protégé: Hi I'm Jay. *Shakes hands then negs.* Omg, you totally have man hands with a super grip, gezz Hercules.

Ashley: Lol yeah I have brothers.

Jay Protégé: (Teased her about being the middle child.)

I forget what happened next, but we ended up having this shared reality, where we were talking about ppl in the class. We started reliving childhood moments by talking about power rangers. Sadly, a member of the class happen to look like a ranger, and I was more than happy to use him to help me get the girl (In war there are always casualties).

Class ends and I decide to play it cool, as I know I’ll see her on Thursday. Wish me luck…lawl.

Thursday arrives, and I shaved my hair to form a Mohawk. The Peacock was strong in me today, so I decided to indulge. I walked in the class super alpha style (Slow, chest out, and looked around the room as if I were a lion over looking my kingdom…grrr).

Celina: Wow cool haircut (She’s the hottie of the class. I hear her, my penis perks up and my heart races, but I’m a pooahh, so I have to play it cool. Luckily I had a way out if she called me on it; I had headphones in).
I tease the cute Asian girl Kacy while I put my bags down to run laps and warm up.

The whole day Celina is bantering with me and I’m pretty chill about it. We’re in our own little world together, and her number means nothing to me until I’ve worked this girl properly. I choose to wait till next Tuesday.



Thursday rolls round and I walk into class to see Ms. Ashley Cutiepie.
Jay Protégé: Where’s my hug punk?

Ashley: Ohh (Gives me a hug)

Jay Protégé: Ok on a scale of one to ten, that hug was weak. It was like a five, give me a ten.

She gives me a big hug, so I pick her up, and spin her like a rag doll. I put her down and fire a tease at her. “Damn, get off me woman. What is it with you damn huggy ppl”.
Amped up and feeling indestructible I tell Kacy while in between running my second lap to watch my things; and yes I put my sunglasses on her head like a good little pooaahh.

Class ends early, and it’s the big day for the number…yay! I hurry as the girls tend to fly out the class like bats outta hell. I spy one of the other cuties from the class, hanging on the wall by her lonesome. Being the gentle slut I am, I saunter over, and chat her up until the prized Celina wiggles her way out.

Celina: (Blah blah, hot girl speak, Jibber, jibber. Something about cool ppl chilling where I am sitting.) Can I chill?

Jay Protégé: No you’re not invited, you’re not cool enough (I know, I fucked up here bad. This was really rude).

Celina: I'm cool

Jay Protégé: (Obviously I didn’t know when to quit, so I continue digging my grave) Says you.

Celina: You know deep down you really like me (Touché).

Jay Protégé: (Damn straight, but I’m silly pooaahh man) whatever, man your conceited buy me a drink before you hit on me like that (I wish I could travel back and bitch slap myself).

Celina: Not like attracted I’m saying as a friend (Obviously trying to save whatever dignity she has left)

Jay Protégé: (Start talking to the group and bust on her more… (Really?)

Celina: You’re mean.


Jay Protégé: The world is a really mean place.

Celina takes off, and I tell the other girls that I'm taking off to hit the gym. Celina is still within a few feet so I try and catch her quickly "I'm going that way hold up". She fires at me "Ohh so you want to walk with me now" I retort "right, whatever" and change the subject. I felt like I needed to level with her after my verbal barrage of terror. However, the damage was done. I still have some balls left and try to get a hug from her, thinking maybe it might smooth things over….WRONG! "You’re to mean to get one" she tells me (Fair), I laugh and continue on my way.

I happen to run into another cutie classmate of mine, so I play a quick game of volleyball with her and game her as well (Might as well kill two birds with one stone: right? right.)

Thanks for reading,

-Jay Protégé

Wow, good job!!!

Some nights you go out and feel indestructible, other nights you come home feeling like a chump, at the end of the day it is all about how you handle it. A champion’s work is never done.

I couldn’t have asked for a more fun filled night, I had my boys with me, got to meet some of pua’s I used to look up to, and hone my craft. Usually going out and returning empty handed would have been considered in my mind, treason. However I could live without it this time as I had way to much fun.

The plan for this evening was go to CC lair meeting, talk shop, and go out and hit the field. The seminar was better than I anticipated. We talked shop, drilled, mingled with some of the more experienced members. This is what a lair should be like; a family, where everyone has the others back and best interest in mind. After the seminar we hit the club in Moreno valley. Why on god’s green earth would I travel this far just for a club? When in the shitty Inland Empire, do as other retards do. (This place was the only place opened on a Sunday to game. Hmmm decisions… Option A. Stay inside the house with the temptation of masturbation looming overhead, or Option B. Go out, stoke my ego, ride on high for 3 days and tease my dick…. Obviously I’m going out.)

Arriving at peppers, the only Sunday night option, we hear a friend yell for X-man, so we go say hello to said friend and his group. MMM the smell of girls with clothes a couple sizes to small and cheap perfume has its lingering cloud molesting the atmosphere. We call this place our home. Sometimes you have to make the best of what you have, as we are not defined by our circumstances, but what we make of them.

We run into a bunch of girls we know, say HI, have some hugs, and get to work. (We’re young poohas in training, resting is for the weak -_-) We are training a close friend of ours so we can have another wing but his progress is coming along so slow it’s creeping. It’s as exciting as watching a constipated fat man empty the contents of morning breakfast. You and I both know that’s not a station we’d subscribe to.

Together we’re 5 men strong, so we spread out and hunt in different corners of the room. room. (Dancing is our key tactic for building social proof as it puts all eyes on us. We use it to start the party.) We notice no one is dancing so we meet on the dance floor and dance to start the party. The floor erupts after 4 mins and now it’s time to make our rounds. We run around dancing on different girls and leaving to dance with other girls. This allows us to come back later and choose the girls that we want. Girls are blowing wide open but we are.

I find one of the girls who I made a half ass attempt at gaming and see what I can make happen. She’s cute, bubbly and dorky; just how I like em. (No not ditzy or dumb) She is cute enough and Cleft The Boy Chin Wonder has a hard on for justice, time to escalate hard. I grab her and she’s cheesing, I do the typical fag pooahh hug, swing her around, pooahh twirl and dance. She is giggle and has become like putty in my hands, however I am still hesitant about pulling the trigger. How many signs and wonders do I need. I figure leave on a high note and use this as my excuse to go for it, Cajun Kiss close anyone. (Basically the French goodbye with a kiss on the lips added. And I think I sooo smooth)
 
I end my night thinking I’m a pimp with a golden dick and marathon tongue. Write your field reports, and look back on them; so you can see how you’ve come. I urge you to take the road less traveled as you will grow leaps and bounds over other people. Hard work and calculated planning are the keys to success. Work hard, so you can play harder, and do today what others won’t, so you will have tomorrow what others won’t have.

Your friendly neighborhood,
-Jay Protégé

Who has to babysit his shitfaced wing man and help him puke after a hard night of drinking to our hearts delight? That’s right folks *Points thumbs at self while giving the cheesy wheel of fortune wink* me!! I decide to go out with my wings and end up babysitting poor Rico while shoving a ball point in his mouth to help sober him up. The things we do for friendship.

Tonight’s cast

Rico
Pleasure
& Yours truly
Jay Protégé


Discussion ensues about the plan for the evening. After enough deliberation the council has made a choice; House party it is. Pleasure brings his gf along to join in the merriment. I think to myself “ooohh a play thing for muah, you shouldn’t have”. Little did I know that my joy would be short lived, because the girl is one the size of a lawn gnome, two has a face only a titan could love, and three she’s the size of a lawn gnome. I started to have arguments in my mind pleading gnomy’s case. Like well, it would be good social proof… horse shit. She might make up for it with awesome little people head… nuh uh *slaps face in dismay*.


We arrive at the house party after a depressing ride in the car. I leave my wings to themselves and go say hello to the white people. I want to show dominance and authority up front so no one decides to cb me later on. (I wish I could send a physic slap to myself back then. God I was paranoid.)

Rico convinces me (He's sober now) to introduce myself to everyone else I didn’t say hi to. Not I bad idea, so I start with the guys who look dominant. I get my confident swagger on and shake hands with the made up threat that I have been pumping myself up for. I make sure to make the guy double over while saying hello (Yaaa so alpha pooaahh). The fucked up thing is, after I did all of this I get invited to come to the bar to get shitfaced for free (I am a douche monkey).



The house is getting packed so it’s work time. I hit the dance floor to fuck around and loosen up but it is as hot as a camel’s nut sack, “Yeah, I think I am done with the dance floor” I think to myself and make a bee line for the restroom Lucky me, there are some cute girls in the line for the restroom, so I make the most of this sticky situation and have a chit chat with the girls. I don’t remember for the life of me what I said to her, but I teased, ran my attraction stack, then qualified her with (If you could have any super power in the whole wide world, what super power would you have). I took her hands and mine but I kept moving them around so it wouldn’t get weird (You can hold a girls hands longer than expected as long as they are moving). It’s my turn to use the restroom and people are starting to get pushy, connection over. What do you know, as I come out of the bathroom the girl is still there, so we pick things up from where they left off. It doesn’t last too long though so I am forced to get her number and take off.


I Open them another group of girls go through my material quickly and try to kiss close after barely 3 mins of talking lol. (This is extremely amateur and shows how much I didn’t understand) I refuse to stay talking with them after this, so I grab contact info and am onto the next group of girls. The dance floor is looking good, so I see what I can snag from there. A very cute girl is standing next to the fireplace so I head in and get through the attraction phase quick and stack forward. (I rate the hug she gives me "okay on a scale of one to ten that hug was like a five give me a fucking ten!!!" she’s very compliant, So I make a comment to her about me picking her up, and she actually wants me to so I do) A group of guys kill the moment that we have so I grab the number and hope to god I find her later.

The last set of the night is this girl who was standing by her lonesome, so I decide to keep her some company (Beautiful aren’t meant to be alone, agreed... agreed.). Little did I know that this would be a hard nut to crack. I made some serious errors with her by being reactive, I didn’t punish her when she wouldn’t comply, nor did I spike but Instead I have this retarded notion in my mind to qualify her even though she isn’t giving me anything to work with (As they say we will put up with a lot of shit from a good looking girl.). Qualifying obviously doesn’t work, so I reward her with a palm reading. (Really?) I will say that I was very persistent and tried for the number even though I crash and burned hard.

Lesson learned: just because the girl is hot doesn’t mean you cut her some slack and not game her properly. A lot of guys do this and wonder why they can’t sleep with the hotter girls. Never do this is amateur and will get you know where fast. Live life to the fullest and seize the day.

The Caramel Gentleman,

-Jay Protégé

Lapdance City

Take me down to the LAPDANCE CITY, where the grass is green and the asses....well, I got nothing. You got to give me credit for trying, I got at least 14 well strung together words in there. Any who...On to the story.

X-Man- (Pushes Jay Protégé) I can’t believe you took my target, I was trying to close her.

Jay Protégé- Lol, dude I didn’t know she was, you didn’t make it clear that you were after her, my bad. (Still chuckling between words)

Rico- Hahaha, good job Jay Protégé. Haha.

Jay Protégé- Shut up Rico (Thinking to myself, Dude its funny but your making me seem like more of an asshole).

X-Man - Fuck man, I hate you! (Laughing though)

A valuable lesson should be taken from this….CALL YOUR FUCKING TARGET! Any who, let’s go on with the show.

Family Of Misfits
Rico
Jay Protégé
X-Man
Fiasco


Tonight we head out to one of the local clubs in the area, as it is one of the best spots to go to for people our age and it’s fun as shit (These venues are shitty in comparison to the one’s in LA. However it’s like when you have never been outside your state. You’re not going to know that where you’re at is shit until you can compare it to something else). The guys and myself arrive at the venue and immediately hit some warm up sets in line while were waiting to enter the club. A close friend came along tonight (Saim), he knows what we do, knows it works, however he prefers to do his own thing. Tonight Saim has brought along these two girls that I had met about a year or so prior (I can’t help but think to myself, Thanks for for the free food, you just brought Lambs for the slaughter). Anyways, Fiasco gets opened by two girls. He runs the set for a minute or so, but he doesn’t know where to take it (Due to fact that he is still new). After watching the interaction come to a close, I take the opportunity to warm up on the same girls. I lean back and a few comments out there to grab their attention; they just happened to be close enough to hear me. Rico chimes in and takes over the set, and the girls seem to be pretty into him. I didn’t catch too much of what happened with him and the girls but, I can guess he’s going to go for the number, and continue talking with the group.

I forget how I was brought back into the mix, however I get introduced to the group and immediately isolate the one I’m into… Game time. At one point in the interaction, the line were standing in becomes so unbearably cramped, it forced us to bypass physical boundaries and reposition ourselves in the most comfortable position a man can be in; Ass to crotch. I will admit though, her booty felt damn good. I know that I should have continued to escalate but I got lost in the moment (Common, everyone knows when the little head is thinking you’re fucked. Like he isn’t comprised of a very large surface area, so the brain capacity is going to be relatively low). By the time we got to the entrance, the club had started charging a cover; not my cup of tea. So, we leave in search of something else to do.

Saim informs us as we pile back into the car, that there is a party going on in Chino (Chino for those of you who don’t know, is like Los Angeles for High School kids. Raging parties, pretty okay girls, and alcohol is always a plenty.)We head to chino in hopes of a better party, but unfortunately that didn’t happen (A sausage fest is never a great party…Well maybe if your gay). Hesitantly we go inside, and it’s empty as fuck, not a girl insight…except to linebackers (They don’t count). I start to slowly die inside, when a beautiful ray of angelic light brought to my attention that there were sacrificial lambs brought for yours truly. The gods have shown me favor, so I shall not complain nor turn up my nose at this bountiful harvest. Obviously, I game the shit out of the girls present with Saim. I make quick work of getting though the attraction phase. Now it’s compliance time, so I can check where I am at in the interaction. I decide to give her some space as I remember it’s still to early in the night to push to hard, and X-man takes that as a que to move on in (Bad blacka man, berry berry bad, blacka man).

X-Man makes a quick attempt to game her. I guess he thought his dance game was so strong it can magnetize anything with a pulse within a 20 mile radius…*Face Palm*. I can see he is taking care to escalate slowly but from what I found out later, you can’t compare caviar to pig’s feet (I’m paraphasing). His dancing skills did everything other than what he expected, and it was long after that she came running to me, more attracted that when she left (Womp, womp). We picked up where we last left off, and after a short time, I pull her to the wall to dance, qualify her, then go for the kiss using the old school mystery line.

Jay Protégé: Ok on a scale of one to ten how good of a kisser are u???

HB: Lana: 10

Jay Protégé: Ok lets’ find out *Makeout*





While making out with her, I notice all the guys staring at me, with the all so priceless JAW DROP (You couldn’t pay for the emotional rush and over powering laughter that was welling up.) After mommy and daddy’s makeout session, I lead her outside to continue chatting and connecting with this girl. Comfort built, I let her go to catch up with her gf…BAD IDEA (Later Saim leaves with them and he tells me the next morning she wanted to fuck me…*Face Palm*)
All my boys are patting me on the back and laying on the praise by telling me how much I have improved, and how much I’ve changed. It means a lot to me as I work really damn hard to constantly be improving.

I excuse myself from the guys and walk off in search or bush in need of watering. Trees watered and my bladder emptied, I come back only to find X-Man at it again, giving my target a lapdance (Really?). Helena (A friend of mine) comes up to say hello, and immediately after DHV’s the shit out of me, with statements such as "Omg I fucking love Jay, he's soo cool and cute as hell". I think to myself, “God damn”. She asks why haven’t I called or talked to her, and Inform her that If she wanted to talk to me, she can ask for my number; she does. X gets off my chick, I go over, pick her up, and sit her on my lap, as X goes over to Helena and gives her a lap dance (I guess lapdance’s are considered game…who knew).

-Jay Protégé

Fake Player

Man tonight was great! Having an amazing night of sarging to me is like a great night of sex after a long bout of depression (As Waterboy Bobby Boucher would once said, “It makes me FEEL GOOD!”).

Family Of Misfits
Ace Of Spades
Fiasco
Rico


The venue of choice tonight is a place in Fontana (The ghetto; for those of you who are not informed). Okay so briefly, a little background on where my head was at when sarging tonight (I know this doesn’t matter, but that’s the great thing about when you’re a newbie POOHAH, you’re so desperate for knowledge that you’ll read anything to improve. So you have no damn choice) I had a giant fight with my family which resulted in the cops being called and myself, with a swollen hand hmmm (The dumb shit we do when we’re young). I was feeling like crap and was in serious need of female companionship for the evening. Luckily when your friends are poohas they think sarging will cure everything (You’ve got a swollen foot, go sarging. You found out that you Aids, go sarging. You found out that you were sodimized while sleeping, go sarging…Wait what? I’m kidding… you wouldn’t go sarging for that)

So we get to our venue, but it’s early, not many people around to go run game on, so instead I walk around introducing myself to people. I’m talking to people about random shit that comes to mind (Personally I could have given two fucks if anyone was listening, yet they were, and they were hooked). Finally people start showing up, and I’m mentioning to my brother Rico to open some sets with me. However his focus is on making money by selling Nas ballons (The creative genius of young minds when deciding to make money…Astounding) . He tells me we’ll sarge together later; that never happened.

I’m walking away from Rico when I spy a very intriguing creature wearing leggings. The second thing I noticed is this large and protruding behind attached to her legs (Great scott, I am infatuated). I start conversation with the group she’s with, however she hasn’t start to engage so I am thinking of a crafty was to get her RAS onto me. I continue chit chatting with the group until the hook point is reached (A cool thing about that was, the group offered to get me drunk for free. I wonder how they picked up that I was an angry black man). Another two minutes of hanging out with the group and what do you know, Ms. Leggings has taken notice and is smiling. It’s time to make a graceful exit and move on to the prize. I notice she is texting, so I make a comment about texting is bad for pretty girls because they can’t notice any creepers giving them the eye. She giggles, and the banter exchange starts. She had incredibly long nails, so I started teasing her about how we could never be together or have sex as she would make me bleed from loving it so much. I start getting kino from this girl (Like her hands on my chest, and rubbing my stomach), when a good old cock block comes in (This is why situational awareness is important). I find out he’s her friend, so I am friendly to him, and he takes that as license to start flirting with me. I have a feeling I might lose this set if I don’t do something quick, so I run Matador’s version of best friends test on the two of them (This actually worked well, a little…TOO WELL).

This guy ups the ante, and brings out the big guns to game me. He asks me my age, and I make him guess; he does. Swing and a miss, he wasn’t even close, so I put him out of his misery and tell him. Now he tries to make me guess his age (Wrong move, as I am going to fuck with you a little bit), I guess 55, and my target busts up laughing. I tell him I know he’s 17 because he made it obvious. Then it’s time to guess my targets age (Wtf, REALLY?), I make a smart ass comment that I’m not his dancing monkey, and I say 12, just to be an asshole. He finally gets the hint, that I’m a lost cause and leaves (Honestly when this happened I didn’t even notice he took off). I was so thrown off by the interruption that I waited too long to go for the kiss (Looking back on this, the girl wanted to get fucked, because girls are never that physical that fast and when they are…well, you get the picture)

I head over to another group of girls I knew, so I figured it would be warm for me. So I head in and vibe with them for a while. There’s a pretty attractive girl hanging with the group that I haven’t been introduced to. Obviously she’s the party one girl, because as I start chatting with her, a quick battle of wits happened, and when I picked her up she proceeds to bounce on me like her personal pogo stick. I make fun of her for liking this so much, and proceed to find out that her name is cookie (Only young partying girls give themselves nicknames as retarded as this one).I continue to chatting with the group, grab “Cookie’s” number while everything is going well, and bail in search of new people. (A big distinction between my game now and back then is, less flash, more comfort, and qualification)

I don’t know why I left this girl but I did, and go talk to some interesting looking girls holding a bottle of Jack Daniels (YUMMY). I enter the group, and immediately I get offered some of her deliciously looking whiskey. I make a comment about her trying to get me drunk so she could sleep with me, and start bantering with both girls in the group. (I make a mistake here by not acknowledging the guy in the group, and it definitely hurt my gaming abilities) There is a guy in the group who has been watching me ever since I approached. However, I didn’t take him as being a threat (Never assume, always engage the guy), and he starts to qualify himself to me for no reason (Great, my job just became that much easier). I think he thinks I’ll be impressed when he tells me he’s a player (All I can think about, was what Brad P said about guys doing the “Fake Player Routine”). instead of going along with his delusions, I tool him. I do so with such statements as, "Dude there is so many girls here, you should be tearing it up". He's informs me that, he doesn’t do that (Really? Wait, just a second ago you were full player in glory, but now you’re not. I guess he’s seen the error of his ways and had a change of heart…Good for him) I acknowledge him, say "cool man", pat him on the back amog style, and continue conversation with the girls. I started finding that I was attracted to one girl more than the other. However the one I want now, is shy, but laughing her ass off. The other is pumping my ego, telling me I'm super cute, and we should hang out; decisions, decisions. Born again player is not enjoying this one bit, and grabs the shy girl from the clutches of evil; either way, you still look like a chode. I tool him a bit more for shits and giggles, number close the girls’ and leave.


-Jay Protégé

Great thread, Jay!!! Big ups! What happened the yoga class? I'm looking forward to more social circle games.

Whirlwind Social Proofing

For those of you who haven’t seen what it looks like to have social proof at a crazy level, go and experience it for yourself, because 1. It will change the way you game, and 2. Open your eyes to what is possible infield.

Tonight the crew has been invited to an RTK party (Back in the day I used to be a part of a party crew, this is basically the same equivalent of high cliques. The coolest ones are invited to everything, I happen to be a part of a crew which gave me access to that privilege.). Rico, Pleasure, Playboy, and myself go through our usual ritual weekend motions (It’s pretty much GTL to the max, except we add haircuts, pickup drills, and jargon to the mix). Dressed and feeling lovely we exit Rico’s house and wait for our creepy friend Robert to pick us up (Everyone has had at least one). Robert arrives after a short time and we're off. The whole time till we get there Robert is talking about the creepiest shit in a joking manner (What scared us was, we were never quite sure if he was joking or dead serious about his jokes). We arrive at the party and man, there’s fish as far as the eye can see (Hopefully you get the reference). Sometimes I think to myself “I feel like learning game is like playing a video game with cheat codes always on, it’s not fair”. Anyways we pay for the party and walk on in (We used to make so much profit from throwing parties. Seriously you’d be surprised what people will pay for a great party). I'm listening to the music just getting into the moment because I was feeling a bit of AA, when Rico suggests that we go find out how much the drinks are. As we wait I start chatting with some of the random dudes to get my amp up my state and get me in a talkative and personality conveying groove (As Mystery would say; P). I introduce myself (Always introduce yourself to the guys first because they either have girls they know or they’ll soon meet some that you can always steal) (As you can plainly see, I was an asshole back then).

I start feeling pretty good, Rico, Playboy, and I are chatting with each other and having a good time when Rico goes to me,” Aye open that set over there, that guy Kris knows you, you just talked with them (Kris has a group of 3 attractive girls and a few of his friends with him). I go in, engage Kris first, then ask him who are these two interesting people are; the girls introduce themselves. I give the girls nicknames because I know I’m going to forget their names (Always remember people’s names, it makes them feel appreciated.). I throw a few banter lines at the girls to ease myself into the set and make them relax, when the next thing I know another girl comes in (External interrupt, as old school game dictates, engage the interrupt and cut your convo topic and switch to a new one). For the first time I am stunned and have nothing to say, as the new girl who enters the group is a legit 10. So I do as all new pua’s do, fall back on whatever stack you have to handle your blank memory bank. I engage her after my delayed pause and ask who she is; she gives me her name and string together two teases simultaneously. The first one is where I pretend she doesn’t speak English and butcher her name, the second is busting on her for being from over the border (Rude). I didn’t realize how un-calibrated that was but lucky for me fortune chose to smile on me and I was able to fix it quickly. At this point I don’t remember how I ended up with her off the ground and in my arms, but I have a strong feeling that I picked her up in an attempt to pump her bt. I leave the set after hooking and plan to come back later.

Kris, after I leave the set comes over to me and wants to know how I just did what I did, so I tell him to hand with me; he does and he as well as his buddies becomes my students for the night. I do a few demos for them (Like 10), and I gain a shit load of social proof. One of the demos in particular that went well was done with a group of three girls who were dancing. Originally I notice them dancing and I decide to show the group how to open dancing sets, so I go in, put myself in front of the blonde, and I start dancing on her (I usually will do this for 30 seconds then turn the girl around and dance with her, however it only works if I am having a lot of fun, if I am not it just tanks.) Her gf’s laughed and encourage it, and then I decide to stop and name exchange. The girls introduce themselves, and I in turn introduce Kris and his friends (I should have realized then that he wouldn’t cockblock me with his friend because of how I hooked him up with a group of attractive girls). The guys hesitate, and refuse to dance with the girls. They literally just stand there while I am dancing with the group. I continuously give Kris and his friends the look to dance with the girls, but they continue standing there. Soon I get fed up and try to whisper what needs to happen and I get caught which blows the set.

I continue to open sets rapid fire before I feel it’s time to go back to the girl I actually want. When I go back I run a few bt spikes, qualify, isolate and build comfort. This chick is so hot and it’s is my first experience deal with a girl that gorgeous that I became seduced by beauty and I was scared as shit to go for the kiss close; which I never went for (You know that window closed). Shit got weird when the girl invited me to an after party with her. So the boys and I go, charm all the girls, open sets, and build value until my target invites me into the house (I didn’t realize at the time, she was looking to get dicked because she tried isolating me). I tell her that I can’t leave my friends (I thought being loyal to friends was the correct move and would show I wasn’t needy…I’m an idiot). Right after this, her attention gets snagged, and I drop the ball hard. So I head home after getting into a semi amog battle with some dick; Lesson learned (Karma’s a BITCH!)


-Jay Protégé