Same old story – I’m out in Covent Garden doing some day-creeping. My vibe is still shitty but I hook a pretty good two set. The target, Persia, is an adorable dark-complexioned 20 year old who responds nicely in a innocent girly manner. I open telling them they are London’s most obvious tourists and if I was a mugger I’d choose them as easy meat. Technically it’s notable only for how I bring in my wing and then do a double-bounce. My wing pretty much let me run the whole set myself so just notice how I keep coming back to him with eye contact and to solicit agreement so he doesn’t bleed too much value with being quiet.

She accepts the Facebook add the same evening but doesn’t appear online the same time as me until a few days later when I strike it up with this….

Me: she’s checking me out…….
Her: what?    😀    what have I done now?
Me: what HAVEN’T you done?    causing trouble all through England    heh 😀    I’m going boxing soon    what you doing?
Her: I have been in England now for 6 days, what are you going to say then in 5 months?? 😀    I am causing trouble in england    you have already said it    ;D    I am going to a pub with some germans and an american guy I had met in the hostel    🙂
Me: you still in London?    I told the Queen about you. She said you have to leave
Her: HAHA you are sooo funny    😛    by the way, I am a very saracastic person    😉    😀    I am getting ready now, when are you going to fly to Turkey?    So, goodbye, I have to go now 😀 bye :-*

I’ve decided I’m gonna play a modified social circle game for this. Bring her out socially when I’m with friends and then slow burn her with passive DHVs.

I really can’t figure out if I’m a total cunt or actually a straight-shooting guy of hgh integrity. Witness the following chat with a 19-year old virgin I dated in Croatia, Mouse. Pretty much everything I’m doing is grossly inappropriate and yet she continues to facebook stalk me. I’ve done some heavy ploughing in earlier chats to get her naked photos. I think my frame will be the one last standing when the dust settles. Everything I say in this chat is both factually and spiritually true.

on the "to do" list

Her: Back in London?  [she always opens me when she catches me online]
Me: Nope    Last day in Istanbul  [DHV lifestyle] It’s been fun but I’m tired, looking forward to going home  [I f-closed my Russian infiltrator]
Her: How about [Russian catwalk model]?
Me: She’s gone back today    So I’m free again
Her: ..but you’re with her again?    I mean, you didn’t actually broke up with her?    break*  [I’ve told Mouse all about it]
Me: It’s complicated
Her: …it always is with you  [she has invested alot of emotional energy in understanding the mystery of Krauser]
Me: But we aren’t properly dating. I decided I don’t want that    She wants me to guide her sexually, to experience different things  [Pre-selection, I’m the chooser, I’m able to turn down beautiful women, and of course I’m framing this virgin to be led by me on a sexual journey]
Her: And you have problems with that??
Me: Not really    The problem is while she was in [her country], she fell in love with me
Her: So, what’s the problem then?
Me: well, maybe not love, but definitely an extreme infatuation    Whereas Im’ not very serious
So I had to slow her down   [more DHVing]
Her: Okay, you are the one who wanted to date her, only her, as you said. So, why would you even want to slow her down??
Me: Because I only want to date her, not marry her    I’ve broken a few hearts before by allowing girls to get too into me    I don’t want to do it to her   [DHVing on being a nice person]
Her: You changed your profile picture?
Me: Yeah, do you like it?
Her: What is that??
Me: It is Bingo from the Banana Splits TV show    I used to watch it as a child. He’s my favourite character   [comfort]
Her: …I don’t know
Me: [link to video]

Her: I only know about that Banana split dessert…    Anyway, I still don’t remember why would you turn down the girl who’s in love with you. You should be glad at least someone cares about you….    understand, not remember*   [she really wants to talk about this]
Me: I don’t want to lead her along a path    what are you wearing?   [I always snip threads with this line. It’s so beautifully inappropriate]
Her: Do you even know how some girls/women are trying hard for some guy just to notice them???  [probably meaning Mouse]
Me: I know    But [Russian catwalk model] is a catwalk model. She doesn’t have trouble finding guys  […. yet she fell for me = I am special]
Her: …whatever    You just don’t actually care about any girl    …at all   [projecting her own feelings about me and Mouse]
Me: Quite the opposite    I care about [Russian catwalk model], so I don’t want her to get hurt by investing too much emotion in me
Her: That doesn’t make any sense. If you really liked her, you would want her to like you the same way, or even more. People are selfish, that’s the fact.
Me: No    I’m not looking for a long term relationship  [frame my behaviour and the prospects for Mouse] So I can’t allow her to fall for me    or she’ll be hurt    It’s really quite simple    I’m surprised your pea-sized brain doesn’t understand  [douchebag!]
Her: You know, that way you’ll never find someone to settle down with…    Asshole!!!  [IOI]
Me: thank you    😉    I have to go play games now  [Girls are not a high priority in my life, and I set the time limits on my chats] I’ll be online later
Her: whatever   [hurt pride]
Me: you can send me a naked photo    bye    😉   [grossly inappropriate]

Girls are rendered immobile by radical honesty. It’s hardwired into them to try to connect with the real identity of the man, and because most men hide their identity and try to engage in impression management, being able to show your identity is a huge DHV. Thus the number of girls who have allowed me to say the most inappropriate (but sincere) things and just taken it in their stride. In this case I’m playing a contrast game between the cocky asshole and the sincere nice guy. It’s a true reflection of my actual character.

I’m out on Friday doing some street game. I’m horribly hung over from the night before and run down from six consecutive nights of drinking. My vibe is weak – you’ll see everything in this video is just a bit “off”. But whatever, I might as well grind it out and see if the gods of pickup throw a cute girl my way. Here’s my last set of the day when I’d already decided to make my way home. Nothing special. My camera ran out of power just as I got the Facebook.

Here is a late night Facebook chat I had with one of my many Lithuanian targets. We met in September and had a disastrous date that made me strongly dislike her. Not even a kiss close. After a month where she was completely screened out I decide on a whim to add her to facebook.

Since then we’ve had dozens of chats and I actually like the girl now, as a person. We’ve built strong rapport and she had agreed to fuck me in January but then logistics intervened. Since then she’s gone back to playing a coy “chase me, chase me” game as you’ll see here. She’s definitely a validation junkie but [without going into biographical details] she’s a giving person with a heart of gold.

with Rationalisation included

So I come home late from a social event RSG put on to celebrate Wonka‘s arrival. Here’s how it goes.

Me – you should go to bed  [order her about]
Her – :))))and u???   [she loves being ordered, this is her typical response]
Me – I just came home from a party
Her – how was the party?
Me – great    we had a good room    lots of friends  [never stop DHVing]
Her – u should go to bed..what are u doing now?
Me – eating noodles    what are you wearing?  [standard stuff, make it sexual]
Her – I am wearing noodles..and nothing more:))))   [she’s always coming up with deft ways to deflect the sexuality before she finally accepts talking about it, a common pattern]
Me – Boo    I don’t wanna fuck you anymore    [willingness to walk away, playfully]
Her – oh no Niki..why not????:((((
Me – noodles make you dirty and messy    I want a clean fresh girl    [I have standards, but again in a playful frame]
Her – noodles are very sexy…u can eat them from girls body..mmm   [she wants to draw me in for more validation]
Me – Not yours    Where’s my photos?    [She’s had enough from me. She’d promised me sexy photos but hasn’t sent any]
Her – I am making them…and where are mine?
Me – you first    [I’d rather not get them than lose the frame]
Her – I am going to sleep…bye Niki..:))    [yeah…..right. Too clumsy. I’m not falling for that one]
Me – ok    [don’t pander to her whims]
Her – You need to promise to show me one day your girls pictures ..that would be very interesting to see:)))    [this is luring me into saying yes, which would guarantee I never get hers]
Me – all pictures are private    I will give you something good, from me  [true. I don’t post up girl’s naked photos]
Her – I want to party..right now..and I have big problems sleeping..maybe u know how to sleep???
Me – masturbate    [keep it sexual, keep hammering the frame]
Her – I tried..won’t help..smoking, drinking also not..but really it’s a very serious problem   [no problem talking about the fact she masturbates]
Me – get a taxi to the airport. get a flight to london    come here    suck my cock    then I’ll fuck you so hard you nearly die    and you’ll sleep for days   [hammer the frame]
Her – I don’t have a money for a taxi    [deft evasion, but not actual rejection. She wants the validation of me trying to fuck her, but neither wants to give it up easily nor have me decide it’ll never happen and turn my attention to another girl]
Me – Sell a kidney   [so I definitely don’t offer to buy her taxi]
Her – do u know somebody that needs one???or two??
Me – no    I’ll pay you £5 for a naked photo    £10 for a photo of you masturbating    that should be enough for a taxi    you need to pay for the flight yourself   [value for value – heh]
Her – cash or credit card?????
Me – paypal   [don’t always give straight answers]
Her – don’t have an account   [she’s seeing how hard I’ll try to get her to London, even though it’s just a game]
Me – then you’ll have to accept insomnia    those were my only 2 ideas   [my limit is reached]
Her – i will go fucking crazy..in last week I slept five hours…
Me – I’m sorry for you. My only solution is fucking
Her – You know today I agree with u..that is the only thing that I haven’t tried..tomorrow I need to find a guy..thank u for the idea    [clumsy attempt to make me jealous]
Me – thank me when you get a good night’s sleep   [not fazed]
Her – ok..we will see..I have been exercising for the last two hours..if sport doesn’t work sex definitely will help..
Me – cool    I’m going to bed now    [It’s late, I’m not gonna be drawn into conversation just to keep her entertained]
Her – boo for leaving me alone..ok,have a nice dream about me:)))
Me – 😉
Her – 😉

Something Jimmy said the other day, among his many aphorisms, while I was in a long facebook chat with the Spanish exotic dancer:

“You just have to keep your frame until hers crumbles”

The main subtext to this is I am battering against her frame while protecting mine. Eventually there’ll be a point where the “Krauser fucks Hamster” meme is so ingrained into the conversation that she just folds her cards and does it. She’s been thinking about it for months now.

Here’s more grist for the mill. I’ll give myself 7/10 for technique. I post it here mainly as a compare-and-contrast with the previous post. It shows very clearly how different sets can be depending on how much the language barrier gets in the way.

0:11 – I pegged her for a girl likely to give the defensive “no speaky english” initial response so I went in soft and slow
0:26 – She’s not flightly at all despite the conversation having barely started. I’m starting to think she’s a high esteem girl. The situation helped – she was just ambling along the riverside with nothing better to do
0:28 – Realising she’s Japanese I know dropping some Jap language on her will hook really easily but I have to make sure I back out into English so she is competing in my sport. If I’d stayed in Japanese it would be too try-hard, would relax her too much, and would frame her as more competent than me.
0:46 – Mostly I’m working the energy levels here. Bringing them right down to lull her to sleep.
0:51 – An easy tease about her being a country bumpkin
1:09 – Nice head tilt and question from her. She’s warming to this.
1:12 – So I do a light compliance test. I don’t actually touch her because that subcommunicates try-hard. Instead I’m trying to lead her to do it herself upon my direction.
1:20 – Strong steady eye contact from her so soon. It’s not sexual yet, it’s simple high-esteem focus. She’s seeing what I have.
1:39 – I don’t need to speak so slow. It’s all about the subcommunication in vocal tone, speed and energy.
2:22 – When the language is difficult but the girl is hooked, it’s important to have the subcommunication of “we can still figure this out and talk” rather than “oh no! this is an insurmountable obstacle and it’ll never go anywhere”. You can fuck girls who can barely speak to you.
2:36 – Eye contact is starting to get flirty. Everything with high esteem girls is subtle.
3:24 – I’m getting her to open up about herself so I be quiet and let her talk
4:01 – Our energies are well matched. I took a gamble that she was chill and low energy and it paid off.
4:50 – Jump on the ninja theme to get the vibe more playful and away from the basic facts of her life. Do a little fantasy.
5:57 – I’m talking over her a little bit throughout the set. That’s a mistake. It was the first one of the day so I’m still warming up.
6:09 – Now that I’ve mentioned her hair in her face a few times, she’s holding her hand up to stop it happening again. She’s also staying talking despite it being pretty cold and windy. Girls will tolerate lots of discomfort in order to stay in a conversation with a man they like. This is an IOI.
6:51 – The language barrier is hobbling any chance of getting playful with nuance, puns and other verbal playing (unlike the video in the previous post – she was a native speaker so that whole world of verbal jousting was opened up). Thus I’m keeping this simple and working the non-verbals
7:05 – I’m pretty sure her character is such that these attempts at playful rapport would hit if she actually understood english better.
7:38 – Falling back onto non-verbal leading
8:00 – It seems like I always find a way to get my boyhood into sets
8:40 – Still holding her hair out from her face, and with such a cute look. I very much want to violate this girl.
8:44 – Demanding she does things for me.
9:00 – “I don’t believe you” is a great line to drop into a set. You are defiant. A challenge.
9:15 – Putting ourselves on the same team against the world as a rapport-builder. I stand next to her like we are a couple standing against the river of people flowing past.
9:53 – IOI
10:15 – So girly. She’s screened in
10:43 – This is funny in Japanese
11:10 – Reframe the instant-date fail as my business and go for the number.
11:36 – I get girls to hold my gloves while I numberclose. It helps subcommunicate that I don’t feel like I’m getting lucky and winning a number.
13:08 – I realise I haven’t verbally SOIed her in the approach so I give her an overt verbalisation of why I like her and want to take the number.

Sometimes hitting on girls is just a numbers game. You try and increase your percentages but at the end of the day, you are playing percentages. Sometimes you put the money on red and the ball spins and rests on black.

Here’s an example of a technically solid set where I could just sense the girl wasn’t quite there despite her enjoying the interaction and opening up. Notice her occasional glances behind me. And sure enough, my feel that there was a barrier turned out to be the case.

Anyway I’m posting the video because the set is in an interesting location, it’s a nice challenging opener, and I do a few decent things. And yes, that idiot in the background with the beige cardigan is exactly who you think it is.

Jimmy Shite-Town and I are out in Camden looking to do a few 2-sets. It’s a Saturday afternoon. As much foot traffic as we are ever likely to see but just thin on the ground for quality girls. After over half an hour of nothing I notice a couple of little French teenagers walking behind us. Ok, let’s open that. Kick the day off.

It goes well. I realise my target is actually really hot. In the video it’s reversed – the curly haired girl looks best on camera but trust me the straight haired one was a full 2 points above her and with an adorable Frenchness about her. So we bounce them to a bar and begin putting beer down their necks. It’s all going swimmingly and it’s a done deal mentally. It becomes a game of logistics, and finally that’s where we come unstuck.

Round about 6pm, two hours in, and we’ve got them to a bounce-back frame of mind. They have some weed and want to come to our house to smoke it in the garden and watch the squirrels. However, they are staying at a friend’s place who is cooking them dinner for 7pm. We try to get the momentum our way and we are on the bus to our place, but by half six we are stuck in traffic and it’s killing the mood. The girls are agitated. There’s no question they are up for it but what kind of friend takes someone’s free rent and cooked dinner then doesn’t show up? To be honest, if they’d bitched out on their friends they’d have needed screening out. Sometimes the god of logisitics fucks you over, and this is such a time.

So we tell them to get off the bus and take the tube to their friends. Swap numbers, arrange to meet tomorrow. We’ll see. Attraction momentum was great tonight, but I’m not banking on tomorrow’s date coming off. Live an learn.