Krauser PUA

The respect of your peers

January 11, 2011
krauserpua

As boys we crave the approval of our fathers and other male role models generally. As men we no longer crave approval. However we do gain satisfaction from earning the respect of great men. It is tremendously uplifting to be part of a solid crew of good male friends. Maybe it’s a hunting band thing. True greatness and maturity in a man is a rare thing these days. When you see it you want to be closer to it. Many men of my generation are aware of the tag line on James Bond novels.

Men want to be him. Women want to be with him.

This somewhat melodramatic intro leads me to the blogosphere. I don’t read “blogs”. I read people. Reading blogs is for people who read genre fiction, or buy branded clothes, or want to see the “official sponsor of…” badge on a franchise product. There’s a time and place for that but it won’t take you to the higher levels of mastery in any discipline. Once you get good at an expert system* you start headhunting people, not theories.

[I mean expert system in it’s sociological sense: a bounded system of knowledge in which mastery can be acquired leading proficient practioners to outperform lesser or unpracticed people. Examples include chess, accounting, boxing, Game]

Over on the right side of this page is my blogroll. All of them have something of interest to my archetypal reader whether it be other wannabe players treading the same path I have, or the leading lights of (non-commercial) game theory, or summaries of information I think men should integrate if they wish to see the world accurately.

A small handful of links take you to men I genuinely respect. Men who have had an impact on my intellectual development in the past couple of years. I don’t always agree with these men, but when I don’t I stop and try to figure out why. I don’t dismiss them. They have earned my respect to the extent that I take them seriously and will tease through the disagreement until I’ve reached a resolution to my own satisfaction. These are blogs I read religiously and recommend you do the same. So in no particular order:

Ferdinand Bardamu – He’s constantly misrepresented as a game blogger and men’s right’s activist. I think it’s closer to call him an iconoclastic independent thinker who happens to concern himself with real male issues. I think he disappears up his own arse hair-splitting anti-semitism and white nationalism but few people can write something political that I haven’t thought of before and I immediately agree with. Ferdie does about once a fortnight.
Mish – Nobody has influenced my views on economics and political organisation as much as this investment analyst and libertarian activist. His financial commentary and clarity of thought cuts through the bullshit of an obtuse sphere. Mish consistently reminds me that the real world is very simple, and daily news stories very easy to decipher, if you just stick to some basic principles of human action.
Roissy – I have an Ernie Terrell-like stubborness against using his new name. Roissy is the guy who put me onto the importance of sexual reality and the dark side of competitive sexual interactions. I find him bitter and at times a parody of himself but he’s another deceptively clear thinker, blessed with poetic turn of phrase that can enliven the driest of topics. For all his declared amoral hedonism the guy clearly cares deeply about the impending collapse of western civilisation and the plight of desperate put-upon beta males.
Assanova – I really don’t understand what motivates the guy. He’s been blogging for years and is constantly threatening to leave the community. Yet week after week he posts deep wisdom on all things game. His advice is almost anti-game but he can consistently put across a single elegant idea that stays with you next time you interact with a girl. Very astute. He brags rather too much about his looks, his charm, and the apparent legions of women who open him non-stop.
Ricky Rawness – If ever a guy projects an aura of been-there-read-it-done-it it’s this guy. His various thematic series (e.g. Myth of the Middle Class Alpha Male) are classics worth returning to time after time. When it comes to the meaning underlying social interactions, Ricky “gets it”. Big time.
Raedwald – It means something to be English. There is a small kernel of core attitudes and moral principles that exemplify what made England the greatest country in history, giving the world cricket, football, boxing, empire, the agricultural and industrial revolutions, and chips’n’gravy. Raedwald is truly English in spirit and he uses this to write about the political and social issues of the day.

For any of you not on this list, it doesn’t necessarily mean I think you’re a cunt. Except for Jimmy and Burto. You are cunts.

This is how to do Facebook sex chat

January 10, 2011
krauserpua

Ewwwww Warning: This post is sexually explicit future projection. If you actually know me personally, you shouldn’t read it or you’ll get that icky feeling in your stomach. You’ve been warned!

A latter stage of Long Game is to get the girl crossing the sexual rubicon before she meets you for the date. You want to get all of the LMR out of the way, all of the hurdles cleared, before you meet again. This is because you might have a logistically tight window to do the deed and don’t want to be messing around with that stuff and eating up the clock. So I’m an advocate of fucking the girl online first to speed the real f-close along all the faster when rubber hits the road.

Here’s an example of how to do it. I have not yet fucked this girl and I won’t be in the same country as her for another few weeks. Bear in mind the specifics of this future projection are unique to the girl and my relationship with her. It’s not one size fits all. But for noobs out there, it’s a template you can work from to create a special moment with the girl. I won’t give a line by line analysis but bear these pointers in mind:

Take your time getting to the sex part. Heat up her buying temperature slowly
Keep telling her how she feels. Bring her emotions into it
Co-opt her by getting her to participate in telling you how she likes it. But generally lead the action itself.
Keep the mental game going. Play up the mental angle of what you are both thinking.
When you go rough or sexually extreme, include softeners
See the range of male qualities from extreme forcefuless to gentle care
Keep teasing, not quite giving what she wants

the laptop is just out of shot

Her: tell me what you were doing last week apart from gym and reading?
Me: Let’s change the subject. Something i want to talk about…. 🙂    Imagine we are in my lounge. Nobody else is in the house.
Her: beginning is quite exciting..
Me: We have a bottle of red wine open. We’ve already drunk one glass each    There’s some soft jazz music in the background    the lights are dim    Tell me what you are wearing
Her: continue…
Me: so, tell me what you’re wearing
Her: ok.. I am wearing a dress..(should I start form dress or from underwear? 🙂   0
Me: Your dress will be coming off quite quickly, so start with that
Her: ok.. I am wearing a white underwear with stockings ( a la Victoria’s secret)    no.. I think red will be better 😉    and what you are wearing?
Me: Nice.    I have blue jeans, a tight “rock star” tshirt, nice watch    So we’ve had some wine. We’re very slightly drunk
Her: start from underwear..
Me: I just got some new boxer shorts. Masters of the Universe 😀    They have pictures of the hero characters
Her: great.. 🙂    so, continue..
Me: We are laughing. We feel like the only two people in the world    A song I like begins    So suddenly I take your hands, pull you to your feet, and we dance    a simple, amateurish dance
Her: what song it that?
Me: I’m Feeling Good. Nina Simone
Her: ok..
Me: We are dancing, but really we are not thinking about dancing    You have one arm on my shoulder. The other is holding your wine glass behind my back    Our whole bodies are touching. Your breasts against my chest, your stomach and hips touching mine    your lips very close to mine. not quite touching
Her: ..continue.. you are really turning me on now..
Me: me too    If you touched me right now, in the cafe, you might notice something a little shocking :O
Her: …really hope we will do everything you said… though I think your lounge is always full of people 🙂
Me: shall I continue?
Her: sure!!!
Me: So the music has stopped. But we haven’t stopped our slow dance    We don’t really notice the silence    I look into your eyes, then take a sip of wine    I take the glass out of your hand and put both glasses onto the table. Then I walk back to you    I slowly push your shoulders, pushing you gently backwards against the side of the sofa    You are biting your lip, anticipating    You are waiting for me to kiss you    I lean closer, almost touching. You can feel my breath against your skin. Your legs are trembling     I ignore your lips. I kiss your cheek, then your neck, then your shoulders    good so far?
Her: just great..
Me: cool    So where were we?
Her: you are kissing my cheek, neck..
Me: aha!
Her: where were you??
Me: So, you are getting very hot. I can feel your heart agains me, beating faster    (getting another coffee)    Every time my mouth gets close to yours, you reach towards me, trying to steal a kiss     I deny it    for now…..
Her: you are very cruel..
Me: Not cruel. I just want to build the anticipation    I want you to be almost begging     because you know how much you’ll like it    and enjoy it so much mmore when I finally let you have it
Her: ok..continue..
Me: I surprise you    I put my hand between your legs. Underneath your dress    I just hold my hand there. Steady. You gasp    It makes you feel safe    I put my other hand behind your head and grab a fistful of your hair. Not painful.    Then I kiss you    You are frozen still. Just trying to absorb the energy of the moment. Then you break, and grab me passionately, kissing hard    rubbing yourself against my hand
Her: then..
Me: what are you thinking (in the story)
Her: what I am thinking… I think that I want to melt in your hands..    and I want you to hug me tighter…    there are a lot of thoughts…
Me: cool    So we are kissing passionately. You are feeling hotter and hotter. You are starting to lose control as the fire burns inside you    It’s an intense pleasure    I start rubbing you, through your underwear    Slowly and firmly     I tease you a little with kisses. Sometimes on your lips, sometimes your neck     I nibble your ear and you can feel my breath in your ear    But mostly you just feel hotter and hotter. More and more sexual. Like the pressure in a damn building up     I turn you around    and push you forwards. You are leaning over the sofa     I spend a little while admiring your figure     I like to enjoy the visual image of you, with your long legs, firm butt, and the curve in your lower back     I run my hand down your legs, from the hip to your ankles then back up again     I’m thinking “I want this girl”
Her: as I am longing for your skin, body..     kissing you all over, slowly..enjoying every millimeter of you..(sorry for my spelling 🙂 )
Me: So, what are you thinking now?
Her: …I think..that being a source of pleasure for you will give me the biggest pleasure…( not sure if I explained clear..)
Me: I understand    I like that    So, you are bent over my sofa. Still wearing your dress    I slap your butt, playfully    then squeeze it in my hand
Her: you are so naughty.. 😉
Me: I put my hands on your hips, feeling your hip bone. I like this     I run my hand across your stomach. You pull it in tight, tense, like I’m about to tickle you    You feel like I am admiring your shape. Like you are a statue in a museum. Like a artist admiring a work of art    You desperately want me inside you now    You start reaching your hand behind yourself, trying to grab my cock     I pull down your panties    (in reality I always use a condom, but this is imagination so I won’t)     I let you grab my cock for a short time. Immediately you are rubbing it, up and down. Imagining how it will feel inside you. Impatient    finally, I lift up your dress    and standing behind you, I slide inside of you    you feel my hard cock gradually pushing into you, invading you    you gasp    your legs tremble a little and your knees buckle briefly     I push all the way in until you can feel my hips pushing against your butt, pushing you forwards against the side of the sofa    you feel completely full     then I just wait. Letting you relax. Letting you enjoy the feeling of me inside you    good so far?
Her: you can’t imagine what I feel now…
Me: haha, you’re probably on the internet now buying a flight to London for tonight, so you can jump onto me 😛
Her: I think I’ll jump on you as soon as I get London 😉
Me: I certainly won’t stop you 😉    Ok, so where were we?
Her: can’t remember..    you should know 😉
Me: I want you to say it
Her: ok..I am enjoying feeling you inside me..
Me: So, after a while I start fucking you    Slowly at first, in and out    Letting you feel the sensation of me pushing into you, over and over again. Feeling the hardness inside you    Then I move faster, and harder    Rough, but not painful     I grab your hair and pull your head back. My other hand is holding your hip, holding you firmly against the sofa so you can’t move     It’s quite fast now. You are moaning alot. Biting your lip. Trying to turn your head around to look at me    You want to see your own body. See yourself, how you look when you’re being fucked.     You want to know what I see    It makes you feel closer to me. But also, it makes you feel more sexy     I grab both of your arms. Fold them behind your back and push your face into the cushions    Now I’m fucking you really fast and hard. You can’t think of anything    You are totally lost on the sea of pleasure    You are screaming my name now, and don’t even know you are doing it     I slap you butt harder now, and each time you grunt    You are moving your hips and butt, trying to match my motion    trying to get me deeper inside you     I reach my hand around to hold your face, and you start biting and sucking on my finger    you feel like you are being invaded. When I push in hard, you feel like my cock is going all through your body and out your mouth    enjoying?
Her: ..a lot..
Me: heh 😉    Suddenly I pull out of you    Abruptly    you feel empty    all you can think about is “I want more”    I grab your hair and pull you towards me, turning you around, and forcing you to your knees    Again, it’s rough, violent, forcefull. But not painful    You know what to do. You don’t even think    You wrap your fingers around my cock, with a big smile of anticipation    then you take me into your mouth    At the beginning you are too impatient. You want it all, immediately. So you are sucking hard, aggressively, up and down    I put my hand on top of your head, which you like. It makes you feel protected    and you slow down.    Now you are relaxing. Enjoying the feeling of my cock inside your mouth. Experimenting with the sensation.    You try kissing the tip. Then licking up and down the length    You look up at me, to check I like it    I do 😀    You take great care and pride in your work. Showing me how much you like me. I appreciate that    You don’t need to think about what you are doing. It’s all coming naturally    I like this. But it’s not enough. I have to be inside you again.    So I pull your head up, give you a kiss, and lie you down on the sofa    You are lying there, in total surrender    I decide I want to see more of you. I tell you to stand up. You do     I tell you to take off your dress. You do.    You are standing there, in front of me. Just your lingerie. Your bra and stockings.    I don’t move. I just look at you.    You can feel my eyes on your body, like a hot ray of sunshine    You feel very self-conscious, but it’s a pleasant feeling     It’s pleasant to be desired by me. To feel my desire to have you     I tell you to spin around slowly, so I can see all of you. You do.    Then I push you down again     so you are lying on my sofa, almost naked. Waiting to see what I do next    You feel overpowered by my masculine presence. You feel powerless to resist, but totally safe.    Tell me something? What you feel or what you want….
Her: I just want to be yours…to be in your complete power..

There’s a no-shoes rule for my sofa. And I don’t care how hot you are.

Me: you are    I sit next to you, and run my fingers along your stomach    then your breasts, and your face    I know you want me inside you, and it will happen soon, but I want to spend a little more time admiring your beauty     I grab your breasts. I’m very thoughtful. I just enjoy being close to such beauty, and possessing it    I can see you getting impatient, so I let you grab my cock again, and then I enter you again    you are lying underneath me, feeling my weight    You wrap your legs behind my back, grab me behind my neck, and try to pull me tighter into you     I fuck you like this for a while. You completely lose track of time    It is like an endless circle of feeling me pushing into you, then out again    Then you realise I’m pushing harder and faster    I’m going to finish. I’m going to let you draw me into orgasm    You start pushing into me with every thrust     Biting my shoulder, scratching my back     instinctively trying to make me cum. To feel the pleasure, to feel the satisfaction of my temporary loss of control     a loss of control that only you can create    (in reality, I’d cum inside you, but this is imagination so I’m gonna be a bit wilder, ok?)
Her: ok 😉
Me: Cool. How are you feeling?
Her: as never before..    wish at this very moment we could do it in reality..
Me: we’ll get the chance. It’ll be like this but 10x better    So, I’m fucking you really hard again    I’m looking deep into your eyes more now. It’s not enough to feel your physical surrender. I want you to feel the force of my character too    At first you can’t hold my eye contact. It’s too powerful    But then you gradually do. We lock eyes. Now all of your mind is focused on my eyes. You are looking right into me    You can feel your body shaking and moving from my power as I fuck you, but it feels further away    It’s like I’m mentally fucking you too now    You bite your lip, moan    I pull out of you again    then I sit on your chest and push my cock into your mouth    you are frantic, desperate to make me come, to make me happy    you are sucking hard, pumping my cock with your hand    (I warned you this is a bit wild)
Her: …I prefer to know all your intime fantasies..
Me: I look down and I’m feeling very good. I feel like I completely possess your beauty. The visual image of your face and my cock….    it’s difficult to describe in words    but seeing the beauty of your face    seeing the girl of your character and emotional depth
Her: then?
[dropped connection for five minutes]
Me: I’m finished. Fell asleep 😛
Her: no.. continue 😛
Me: haha, ok….. where were we?
Her: I dont want to repeat such things (blush)
Me: haha    I will    So I have my cock in your mouth, and you are sucking it, trying to make me cum     It’s at this moment that I feel like I completely possess you.    It feels powerful, that I found a girl like you and took you so completely that you are doing this for me.    then I feel all of the pressure building up, and I know I am about to come    I pull out, holding my cock near your face    You know what’s next. You want my come inside you. You open your mouth, try to bend your head forwards to get my cock inside you again    underneath me I can feel your body squirming, trying to get something from me    then I come     I splash it over your face    Some of it goes into your mouth, some on your cheek,    a little bit on your forehead    For you, it feels hot and exciting.     You feel owned    You can’t believe you’ve done it, and can’t believe how exciting it felt     Mostly, you feel satisfied. Satisfied as a woman that you could bring me to this final moment     I feel free    For some precious moments I feel completely liberated, the comfort of total emptiness in the world    Then slowly our minds return to the real world     After a bit of… ahem….. “personal organisation”…    we go to my room and lie together. Not talking, just comfortable     the end 😉
Her: what do you feel?
Me: when? I just told you didn’t I?
Her: yes you told.. but at this very moment?
Me: in the story, or in Starbucks?
Her: in Starbucks
Me: Kinda funny. Like there’s all these people around me drinking coffee and they have no idea what we’ve been doing
Her: 😀
Me: And I really want you here next to me right now     I want to do it for real
Her: so do I, but not in Starbucks 🙂
Me: true….    How do you feel?
Her: I feel like I’ve done it… butterflies in my stomach…

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Over-age British-born girl who isn’t so naive

January 10, 2011
krauserpua

My game only works on young girls who are in a foreign country and thus it’s just the English accent and the economic disparities that get the girl attracted. Oh, and that they are speaking in a second language. That’s why anyone can score beautiful models in places like Lithuania and Croatia. You don’t even need game.

I know this because PUAhate and the Reddit manginas* know this.

So this afternoon I specifically went looking for an English girl. Call it reaction-seeking if you will. I was gonna conquer my total dislike of English girls and get one just to prove it’s actually easier than getting a pretty foreigner.

It was tougher than I thought – I couldn’t find any I liked. It was a pretty dry day altogether. Jimmy only did one set. Bhodisatta only did a few. Just too dreary a day to find any girls on the streets worth opening. I ended up doing four sets:

First was a stunning tall thai girl. A full-on ten. She chatted a few minutes but gave a convincing boyfriend defense. Nice interaction but going nowhere. Next was this girl in the video. a British-born girl of Bengali ancestry. Closest I could get of what was available. Third girl was a nice dusky beauty from Mauritus Islands. Went ok but no sexual vibe and no close. Then lastly while I was waiting for the bus home I number closed and touched up [with her giggling permission] a cute Italian tourist. No video, unfortunately. It was the best set of the day.

Anyhoo, here’s the Brit/Bengali and then the full facebook chat we had later this evening. It’s on. I didn’t turn my mic on but you can hear her giggling when I’m asking her to show me her arse and other daft stuff. Good playful vibe. Anyone using this video to learn should focus on the body language and in particular how little my feet move, the strong stance, and the wide sweeping gestures. Most of her laughs coming when I’ve done some verbal escalation.

Me 23:28 – she’s checking me out…… [assumed familiarity, frame her as chasing and a definite man-woman vibe]
Her 23:28 – looool    hey
Me 23:29 – 😉
Her 23:29 – so wat you upto? [god I hate textspeak. Gonna tell her off for this later when there’s more rapport. Set a boundary]
Me 23:29 – just finished training, had a shower [DHV, draw the question]
Her 23:30 – training for what? [investment]
Me 23:30 – kickboxing    I love it! [joy for life, in a manly activity]
Her 23:30 – awwww cool
Me 23:30 – I built a gym in our house    Punchbag, pads, mirror etc    we often train together, sparring etc [expand on the DHV]
Her 23:31 – im jealous [IOI]
Me 23:31 – haha, don’t tell me you like fighting [challenge]
Her 23:31 – one thing i really wana do is kick boxing [rapport seeking, and also just really nice she’s got a shared interest]
Me 23:31 – I’ll never believe it [defiance. Women love a defiant man]
Her 23:31 – loool    i love fighting    i like rugby i like boxing    i like anything with violence    😛 [she is genuinely interesting me here. I like this alot]
Me 23:32 – +15 points for you    you’re full of surprises [reward]
Her 23:32 – loool    can i ask…how old are you? [IOI]
Me 23:32 – yes, you can [defiance…]
Her 23:33 – …………
Me 23:33 – I’ll tell you if you go first […but not evasion]
Her 23:33 – loool    im 21    turning 22 soon
Me 23:34 – oh dear    too young for me [say it before she does]
Her 23:34 – loool    how old are you?
Me 23:34 – 35 [no apologies, no rationalising]
Her 23:34 – lol    how old did you think i was?
Me 23:35 – dunno    didn’t think about it    what’s your mental age? [shrug it off and stack into a more positive thread]
Her 23:35 – hmmmmm well 12 some of the time    28 most of the time
Me 23:36 – ….full of surprises…..    I think my mother warned me about girls like you [tease]
Her 23:36 – how?    y????    im a good girl [enjoys tease]
Me 23:36 – all cute on the outside, and big trouble on the inside [IOI and tease combined, keeping romantic frame]
Her 23:36 – hmmm i agree with that    i can’t believe you like pandas [remembering our conversation and responding to contrast game]
Me 23:37 – I like lots of things I’m not supposed to    I guess I’m a rebel [retarded – I’m framing liking pandas as if it’s a counter-cultural statement]
Her 23:38 – hmmm    its coz not many ppl like pandas
Me 23:38 – they are so cute
Her 23:38 – coz they think their fat and lazy    😦    yhhhh i love themmmmm    🙂   [shared interests – simple rapport]
Me 23:39 – if you go on youtube and search “pandas fighting”    so cute    what are you doing now? [move the conversation on, leading. No need to get stuck in attraction – I have enough value to ask simple rapport questions]
Her 23:39 – lol ok ill try that now [I didn’t intend this as a hoop, but she’s jumping through anyway]
Me 23:39 – what are you doing now?    BTW my internet is very slow    I’m getting some of your messages twice
Her 23:41 – lol its kl    ok
Me 23:42 – txt spk = -2 points [tell her off. I’m serious. I hate text speak]
Her 23:42 – welm just on my laptop in bed     checking my mail before i go to sleep    im sorry [allows me to tell her off. She doesn’t get so bad again]
Me 23:42 – heh     Has it been a good day? [rapport, and try to frame her to anchor the whole day positively]
Her 23:43 – yh its been a really good day    went out with a friend and had dinner and shisha    so that was fun and entertaining
Me 23:43 – is that your normal way of relaxing?    you don’t seem like a party girl [simple cold read]
Her 23:44 – yh thats my normal way of relaxing    and your right im not a party girl
Me 23:44 – +10 [reward]
Her 23:45 – ive actually never been out to a club coz i dont like that atmosphere
Me 23:45 – um…. then how do you know you don’t like it? [tease]
Her 23:46 – because ive been to parties and after half an hour i just feel like i cant be round people who are drunk    i don’t drink myself    so thats not the atmosphere i wana be round really    want to***   [giving up some of her real self, and correcting herself from text speak]
Me 23:48 – I see    -1 then +1
Her 23:48 y – then +    ?
Me 23:48 – are you a reader?
Her 23:48 – what read books?
Me 23:48 – books and stuff    with long words, and no pictures [playful way of asking normal rapport material. I’m screening. I like readers]
Her 23:49 – lol    yh i love reading books    but havent havent really had the time or found the right beek to entice me recently    book**
Me 23:49 – I try to read one a week [DHV, contrast game] What’s the last book you read? Truth, please. Don’t try and pretend something really deep and clever if it wasn’t 😉 [frame her as wanting to impress me]
Her 23:50 – thats really good    well its a book which i havent even finished yet    its called lies of locke lamore    but i think last book i properly finished was was achebe’s things fall apart
Me 23:52 – who is achebe? not the warrior from Troy….    sounds like a little dog
Her 23:52 – loool no
Me 23:53 – “hey, I like your dog”….. “thanks, she’s a chebe”
Her 23:53 – loool    noooo    chinua achebe    african writer
Me 23:54 – that’s a furry little dog [she’s responded well, keep needling her]
Her 23:54 – looool no thats a chow chow
Me 23:54 – o…….kay [I’m not quite sold on her]
Her 23:54 – they are sooooo cute    like little bears [so she qualifies harder]
Me 23:54 – I’m ambivalent about bears [a thoroughly retarded statement]
Her 23:55 – y?
Me 23:56 – panda, polar and grizzly are good
Her 23:56 – well a chow chows cute
Me 23:56 – kaola bad    koala    and I’m suspicious of animals that root around in bins at night, which I heard brown bears do [I am a man who has clear preferences]
Her 23:56 – i think kaolas look evil
Me 23:56 – polar bears probably would too, if there were bins in the artic
Her 23:59 – so you no longer work in investment banking    wat do you do now???    except for kickboxing    ??? [IOI]
Me 00:00 – I’ve sort of had a few careers. Investment banking is the main one. Might go back to it in a year or two    I’ve also been a fight journalist in Japan    taught in junior high school    wrote a few books.    how about you?
Her 00:05 – wow [I’ll call that an IOI]
Me 00:06 – do you have a favourite fighter?
Her 00:07 – no favourite fighter just like watching people fight [I like this girl!]
Me 00:08 – all your messages are five minutes behind and a bit random. I can’t tell if FB chat is broken, or you are a little slow [tease]
Her 00:08 – loool    im not slow    its facebook
Me 00:11 – apologies for my slow internet. having problems with it today    I live in an old people’s care home
Her 00:11 – hmmmm    ok cool    do you have any children? [IOI]
Me 00:12 – no    the kids on my facebook are my nephews    little bastards    😀
Her 00:13 – i see you love them alot
Me 00:17 – very much    I’m teaching [youngest] to do judo, and [oldest] to do kickboxing    my internet is annoying me    I think I’ll go downstairs and join my gang [show some softness, then takeaway]
Her 00:19 – ok    well im going to go to bed now    but speak to you soon [wants more]
Me 00:20 – sleep well    sweet dreams 😉   [not promising more]
Her 00:20 – night night sweet dreams    🙂

* Most of the Reddit posters are normal guys trying to learn. But there’s a few Haterade-drinking mangina virgins who will invent any old bullshit to try and hold their crumbling reality together.

Another 17 year old Croatian minx

January 8, 2011
krauserpua

This one isn’t bisexual. Sorry.

There’s not much to say about this video in terms of game. I wasn’t really on form and I struggled to create sexual tension. The girl shows great confidence and thoughtful attitude – a real prime example of why European girls are so much better quality than their unlikeable Anglosphere sistas. I get decent vibing and rapport, even fairly good investment but the sexual energy isn’t there.

She’s on irregular facebook chat now. I’ve closed girls from this before (Muslim Virgin had a very similar uncommitted stance in the initial interaction) but I’d put the odds at 1/4, and that’s assuming I go back to Zagreb in the next year. This blog isn’t all about my successes. Sometimes sets just don’t go where you want them to go.

a 17yr old bisexual Croatian minx

January 5, 2011
krauserpua

It’s just occured to me that I haven’t put any infields up in a long time. There’s just been a string of theoretical or joke posts. The last thing I want anyone thinking is that I’m some sort of deep thinker. So here’s one from the Croatia archives – a cute bisexual 17yr old Zagreb girl who I instadated.

This isn’t an especially remarkable set but there’s a few things I do well in it so might as well draw them out.

0:10 – I’d just been videoing Jambone talking to some hot blonde when I see this girl go by. Sorry matey, if you want my to exercise the discipline of videoing you at long distance you have to be more disciplined in doing it for me. Off I go.
0:11 – A spontaneous opener that hits all the elements of the Krauser Daygame Model. Stage 3 – find the girl that gives you the blood bubble, jog right after her
0:15 – Stage 4 is as you catch her up, ask yourself why you noticed her (the “unconvincing bad girl” vibe), communicate with your masculine core and bring it back out as an interesting statement to her. I’m formulating this as I run.
0:19 – Stage 5a is the preframed tease “how good is your English?” to put her on a mild defensive and pique her interest as to why I’m asking and what it’s about to lead to. Note my energy level is extremely low and I’m almost business-like in asking it because I’m subcommunicating that I’m expecting a response. This is killing her momentum.
0:26 – Stage 5b and I’m pacing her reality and rooting the interaction with where I was when I saw her.
0:33 – Stage 6 is the gentle tease.
0:39 – She gives a great response that lets me tease a bit stronger, but with a smile on my face and a twinkle in my eye. Great, momentum thoroughly killed already. She likes me.
0:41 – Stage 7 is to build on the tease for as long as it’s fun
0:58 – Pause to let it sink in and make her respond. This is light qualification and training her that this is gonna be a two-way interaction.
1;16 – Stacking with a conversational question (stage 8)
1:28 – We are confortably entering vibing. I don’t need to plough at all so I don’t. I just let her talk.
1:34 – “what attracts you?” It’s all about her and her emotions. You can build emotional connection very early by phrasing the questions correctly and then being quiet while she talks. I’m already through her value filter so I don’t need to be running longwinded routines and social robot bullshit.

Take careful note of my energy and wordcount. I am very very laid back and already making her do the work. What you can’t see is rock solid body language and strong slightly sexualised eye contact. You can see it’s effect in her hair twirling and how she dances around with the nervous energy bourne of sexual tension.

2:17 – Mild DHVs to show I’m a man of the world.
2:32 – anytime she talks, I shut up. If she wants to invest herself I’m gonna let her.
2:39 – you’re noticing all that hair twirling right? You don’t have to verbally SOI a girl if you are non-verbally SOIing her. The sexual energy is all in the subcommunication. It would be so retarded to start high fiving her and salsa spinning, or even kino, when the subcommunication is humming along so nicely.
2:51 – early stages of intellectual mastery, phrased as a short story in to build anticipation. I’m teaching her stuff, pushing her into the admiring student role.
3:00 – but I’m still a retard. Contrast game.
3:16 – showing leadership and concern for her comfort.
3:36 – say it before she says it so I can keep the frame. 35 yr old guy fucking 17 yr old girl is not a common occurence.
3:49 – this reframe doesn’t get her pushing back like I hoped so I just use it to lead her into qualifying in a win-win manner by agreeing on her being good at something
3:58 – finally I verbally IOI her. I was coming across too high value for her, too powerful, so I had to give her a reason I like her.
4:12 – talk matter of fact about her beauty while also giving a nicely unexpected visual image
4:38 – nice!
5:02 – knowing when to shut up and let her talk is a big part of daygame. Most guys are too nervous and too scared of silences. We are in phase three of the model now – investment
5:35 – more investment, this time getting at a topic that is close to her heart so I let her run with it.
5;58 – listening noises to encourage her to keep talking
6:20 – framing everything to encourage rapport so we an move beyond the superficial gamey phase of meeting.
6:40 – she’s seeking rapport so I’m going to take it. Don’t shut girls down when they seek rapport.
7:00 – I’m sharing real things about myself here. It’s teasing the deep rapport stage we’ll get to once I’ve bounced her from the meeting location. I’m letting her know she can connect to the real me and this interaction will be deep enough to be worth her effort in pursuing it. As a DHV, I’m showing that I can form meaningful connections with people and lead her towards that in super-quick time.
7:16 – Can’t resist a cheesy community line.
7:43 – She’s trying to find commonality with me after I mention fighting, which is rapport-seeking and a good IOI.
7:50 – I sense that I need to lighten the atmosphere for a minute or two and refresh the attraction. With the benefit of hindsight I think this was unnecessary.
8:09 – She’s half passing and half failing the compliance test so I move the thread onto her legs to remind her this is a man talking to a woman.
8:36 – I shouldn’t have come back to this fighting thread. An error.
9:12 – back into normal getting to know you conversation
9:30 – I’m quiet
9:47 – She’s sharing the real her and showing some sexual openess. Without getting too excited about it I need to draw her out on this topic. It’s a gift.
10:23 – She’s jumping into my hoop on kiss qualification
10:35 – If you don’t bring ass, you don’t get ass. I try for the street kiss close.
11:00 – She’s on the fence and finally declines. Fortunately it doesn’t blow the set. Better the pushy arsehole than the timid beta. She is now full convinced I’m not a wuss.
11:26 – Damage control, beginning with a light “beauty is common” neg.
11:48 – She introduces a logistical problem with the boy she likes. Obviously if she really cared she’d have mentioned this within the first ten minutes.
12:13 – Moving her off a bad thread seamlessly.
12:48 – future project
13:43 – despite her blocking the kiss she still likes me and I’ve held the frame without starting to chase her, or qualify to her, or show any disappointment at not getting the kiss. So having adequately recovered after the blocked kiss I think she’s ready to be commited
14:08 – soft dominance by leading her through a concern for her wellbeing

This turned into a two hour instadate and I was so close to the SDL but she got cold feet at the moment of truth. Nice girl.

Parasite game

January 4, 2011
krauserpua

What’s the hardest part the game? The biggest pain in the arse. The biggest sticking point.

Opening. It’s fairly tough to learn how to open and hook sets. Then you have to build attraction, qualify, and heat the girl’s buying temperature. I can’t really be bothered with that stuff so I figured out parasite game – you get someone else to do all that work for you and then swoop the girl when she’s ripe to be plucked. The inspiration comes from my wing who hasn’t opened a set in his life. Here’s the key stages.

a locust, yesterday

Befriend a wing
You should carefully choose a new wing according to his ability to run all the stages of pick up other than seduction (which he won’t be needing when you are swooping his girls). I’d avoid the pickup forums because they are full of clueless virgins. Instead go out into bars, or the street, and watch for guys who know what they are doing. Talk to them, flatter them, and gain their trust.

Talk him up
Go out sarging and keep pumping your wing’s state. Tell him he’s awesome, the night is awesome, the girls are awesome. Get him raring to go and then sit back and watch as he opens your sets. Lean back against the bar, light up a cigarette, and drink some beer. Eventually the wing will bring you into the set. Give him a condescending look, pat him on the shoulder, and be indifferent to the girls.

Now comes the technical parts. You have to be cooler and more fun than your wing. This means you need to state crash him and make him qualify to you – thus transfering all his value and then some to you. Here’s a few tips:

– Persuade your wing to over-DHV you. Get him to introduce you as the rock star who fucks loads of models.
– Laugh at your wing’s jokes and have loads of fun, without having to worry about carrying the set. The girls will assume you’re the leader.
– Lean back and talk quietly until your wing leans into you to hear. Keep your own back straight.
– When it’s time to merge sets, send your wing ahead to open the new set and then on cue bring the old set over so you are seen bringing the girls and hence you’ve preselected yourself with the wing’s set.

Gradually you’ll become the life of the party. Raise your energy and start holding court, reeling off DHV after DHV. Be aware of how all of the attention is now on you and your wing is frozen out. As he flounders trying to regain control of the set, just laugh and have fun. Be relaxed.

Now it’s time to extract. Leave as a big group and start the afterparty in your house. Get the wing to pour the drinks. Laugh, have fun. be the guy who just had a good time and didn’t have to work to get the girls (which is true). Now you can isolate a target and close.

Fraud Game

January 1, 2011
krauserpua

Nothing helps you empty a guy’s wallet like making him believe you can get him laid. The community is full of needy suckers desperate to buy happiness. No matter how bad your game sucks you can leverage it to make some cash. Here’s how.

Get an avatar
Give yourself a cheesy nickname that hints at some hidden magic – such as Fantasia, Ten-Close, Flyboy. Even better put your given name infront of it to become Chuck Fantasia, Pete Ten-Close, or Wilbur Flyboy. Needy virgins will assume you earned the moniker through deeds done infield. Instant credibility.

Ten-Close with his new HB9.5 MLTR

Peacock like a retard
If you look normal, you’re a normal guy. Peacock theory means if you look like a complete douchebag, like a 100% bell-end who makes everyone’s stomach turn in disgust yet you still get laid then you must have mad skills. Of course no-one needs to know you don’t actually get laid. The furry hat and goggles have already been claimed so you’ll need something new. But start with the basics – a thumbring, embroidered blazer, Affliction or Ed Hardy t-shirt, blonde tints in overly-spiked hair, some metal junk in your face. Then add one individual item that you become known for – the Jamiroquai hat, if you will.

Bell-end

So now you have a retard name and bell-end fashion. Next comes the lame website. Think of the company name that includes words like “pua”, “atttraction”, “science” and so on. Knock up a website on a standard content management system and buy the domain name. So you are now the proud proprieter of http://www.attractionscience101.com or http://www.alphasciencegetlaidnowsystems.com.

What should the website contain?
– A main page showing lots of stock model photos of girls you clearly have not fucked. Large flashing letters promise pussy-pounding-action right now if the student gives you money.
– A pop page offering a free ebook if the student gives their email and credit card details, known as the “squeeze page”.
– Silohuette images of curvy girls in seductive poses.
– Photos of you in a nightclub trying to squeeze into other people’s party photos, perhaps leaning in to a girl who doesn’t even know your name and acting like you’ve fucked her.
– A fake infield video (see below).
– Made-up testimonials from anonymous made-up students.
– If you can find some affiliate cross-marketers get them to talk you up with some quotes.
– Soundbites dropped into the site text saying you are the “leading authority” and “widely recognised as…” and other such weasel words that mean nothing at all.

Optional extras are to pretend like you’re a big-shot company. Put up logos of men’s magazines and tv shows. Put up an “instructors” page full of try-hard virgins acting cool. Give them ratings for how awesome they are like some kind of top trumps game. Constantly imply that the student can just buy success with women instantly.

Now you’re ready to astroturf the forums. You’ll need to create multiple accounts. Offer some free one-on-ones like you’re doing everyone a huge favour. Don’t actually give any. Don’t even reply to mails because you wanna seem busy. Then go on the reviews sub-forums as a pretend-student and gush about awesome you are. Imply that each student had mind-blowing instant success with women and is now getting laid like gangbusters. Fill all the forum members with the dread that they’ve been doing it wrong this whole time and you are the answer to their prayers.

You’ve got some unique jargon for your method, right? If not, download everything you can get your hands on from bittorrent then skim through looking for old ideas not currently in vogue. Rip them off and put a new name on them. For example, if cocky funny hasn’t been popular for a while, call it “Humour Strike” and keep banging on and on about it till the name sticks. If its routines that are out of fashion put something in for the engineers and computer programmers – call it “Micro Logorythms”. If you’re short of ideas, just rename direct game into something like “Route One” or “Tank Rush Game” and pretend everything everyone else has been doing for years is something new. Old wine, new bottles. Suckers fall for it every time.

Now spam the fuck out of the whole forum with your new jargon. Hijack every thread so the members think Mystery was doing Micro Logorythms the whole time and just didn’t realise it. Before long they’ll forget their own names and you can start signing them up.

Eventually someone is gonna demand an infield video so have a faked one ready. An entirely staged video won’t do, but it’s easy to work one as follows. First think. Why are noobs so obsessed with getting the phone number? For a normal guy, phone numbers lead to sex with high consistency. Why is that? Most “pick-ups” go like this:

Girl sees guy when two social circles meet, such as at a house party. She likes the guy. She gives him approach invitations which he doesn’t even notice. She goes home frustrated. He goes home oblivious.
Girl puts herself into social situations where the guy will be. Gets into conversation with him. Drops huge IOIs. He still doesn’t notice. This goes on several weeks.
Girl finally gets desperate to be noticed so she gets drunk and pretty much jumps the guy. Now he starts to sense perhaps this girl likes him. She’s been sitting talking to him for two hours as he prattles on about bullshit – is that an IOI? So he starts up his “game”.
Girls endures five hours of painfully inept courtship from a guy she decided to fuck weeks ago. She can’t take anymore tonight so she gives her phone number.
Guy calls girl. Runs more “game”. Girl is relieved when they get back to her place so he can shut up and they finally fuck.
Guy pats himself on the back for his awesome game. He really picked up that girl good.

Thus most times a guy gets a number it leads to sex, or at least some dates. He takes this mentality into a cold approach when there’s none of the initial attraction and the girl is a long long way from the sex decision. Milk this for all it’s worth as follows.

Get mic’d up and have a wing video you walking up to a girl.
Say “woo!” or similar high energy bullshit. Force your way into the set.
Turn your sexuality off completely. Do not be a sexual threat. Be utterly ambiguous about your intent. Pretend to be gay.
The girl thinks you are a harmless homo, or lame social guy. No problem, she’s happy to have friends she doesn’t have to fuck, so long as they entertain her and do all the work.
Do all the work. Drop in routine after routine. Not only does this dancing monkey act keep the girl listening (while thoroughly uninvested) but it looks to the student like its the routines that are making the set succeed.
Number close with some vague bullshit miles away from a date with sexual intent, such as “you know, we sometimes do surf parties at the beach. Give me your number and I’ll invite you down with your friends sometime”
High-five, salsa spin, and then walk back to the camera as if she’s already sucked your cock.
Re-edit the video to include comments from you analysing the set and intimating like you fucked her later. If you didn’t actually get a number just edit it out and pretend you did.

By now you’ll have a load of students gagging for you to relieve them of their money. You’re gonna need some products.

Bootcamps – Round up a few losers on the forums and call them approach coaches. List the bootcamp for £1,000 but offer special discounts down to £500 on flimsy pretexts. Rip-off some Mystery Method material and jazz it up, such as by renaming the stages and putting them in a triangle or hexagon shape. After a few hours in a cafe presenting this give the students a few lame openers and throw them into sets.

Sit back and drink beer, counting your loot. When students come back discouraged tell them the girl was massively into them and it was almost a same night lay. If they fail too much tell them it’s not about results and the promises of pussy-pounding action were just metaphorical. Tell them it’s about acquiring the skills, about showing them a path. If that doesn’t bite start some esoteric inner game talk and how they shouldn’t care what other people think because they are a Ten.

Ebooks – This ought to be self-explanatory. Rip off someone else’s material, rename it, and then pad out the pages with photos of models you’re not fucking, and made-up stories about stuff you never actually did with girls you never actually met in bars that don’t actually exist. Sell it for $98. On the website write “at just $98” because the magic word “just” makes it seem cheap. Claim it has a $500 value and will cost $600 in twenty minutes time and if they don’t buy it right now they’ll never get laid again.

DVDs – Edit together a bunch of your fake infields and pad it out with micro-analysis of you talking to a handcam on a tripod in your front room. Persuade some other scam artists to do some guest appearances. Remember the Emperor has no clothes.

Give this aboout a year and you’ll be a name in the community. Then you won’t even need to keep doing any of the work – just keep spamming your mailing list, turning up at superconferences, and churning out more product. Before long people will write on forums things like “I was wondering how Mystery, Style, Janka and Pete Ten-Close get all their success…..”

Job done.

I-Just-Don’t-Get-Mystery-Method Game

December 29, 2010
krauserpua

It’s fashionable to talk about Mystery Method like it’s old (furry) hat. This is a natural part of the modernist intellectual approach – we assume that progress is a forward line and thus the newer is better than the old. The lazy eye can see supporting evidence throughout the world – new video games are better than old, new mobile phones better than old etc. Thus technological progress, which is culmulative, is equivocated with general societal or intellectual progress. So too is capital accumulation. As any liberal (and I mean that in it’s actual sense, not the Obama-voting retard sense) knows the forces of free market capitalism lead to a harnessing of man’s productive energies into creating consumption goods and intermediate products (capital). As more work is done but not consumed, the capital wealth of society is increased leading to ever increasing productivity and thus material progress.

Has it really come to this?

So simple retards, and yes that includes most intellectuals, equivocate these two undeniable forces of progress with a progress in ideas. Oh no. It’s pretty easy to see that the economics and sociology of the 1920s is light years ahead of the current commie scrubbers infesting universities. So onto Mystery Method.

Although flawed, the Method remains the widest, deepest and most perceptive treatise on picking up girls to ever see print. Just as Islamist scholars are constantly trawling the Koran to fabricate evidence that all the great advances of civilisation where not due to white Christians but actually arab Muslims, so too does Jambone trawl Mystery Method to tell me he thought of everything first too. But unlike the Islamists, Jambone has a point.

A statistic I just pulled out of my arse is that 95% of PUAs practicising MM don’t understand it. They think MM is thumbrings, furry hats, negs and rountines. Or “acting like a prick” for short. They have an engineer’s logorythmic understanding of MM like it’s a machine code program to follow step by step until the girl ends up in your bed. It goes like this:

1. Lame opinion opener – “Hey. I need an opinion of something. Are starfish scarier than spiders?”
2. Neg – “Hey, you’re a fucking bitch whore. Haha, just joking. So, get this…..”
3. Routine – “So me and Hef are racing our Ferraris around Colin Farrell’s mansion yard”
4. Kino – * touch upper arm”
5. Routine – “Have you been to New York? No? Anyway, here’s a crazy caper that happened there…..”
6. Salsa-spin, high-five.
7. Palm reading
8. Isolate – “We’re going over here now. What do you mean, why? You’re like my bratty kid sister, how do you guys roll with her?
9. Get slapped. Go home alone.
10. Write field report on a forum.

Three peacocks. Yesterday.

Let’s just be straight. This is not Mystery Method. This is Retard Game. To do MM you have to actually read the book, absorb the principles, then come up with your own free conversation and body language consistent with the principles on the spot. You aren’t running an algorythm, you are in a two-way interaction with another human being who has hopes, dreams, plans, intentions of her own which will shape how you interact with her. Thus you don’t move from A2 to A3 after you’ve done three routines. You move when she shows you she is attracted to you. You don’t neg the target right after the opener – you neg her if she is being prissy and needs taking down a notch, and if she doesn’t act prissy then you don’t need to neg at all.

Don’t get down on MM just because clowns like Mehow are micro-analysing every single sentence into a multi-stage flowchart with feedback loops while completely missing the point. Don’t get down on MM just because a pack of skinny beta pork pie hat-wearing retards in Tiger Tiger are blowing up every set by acting like douchebags. If you’re new to game, stick with MM but understand that it’s an extremely deep system which only works when you get the priniciples and drop the superficial trappings.

Inflation: Everywhere and always an immature phenomenon

December 28, 2010
krauserpua

Let’s allow Ludwig Von Mises to consider inflation and it’s evil consequences:

“There is no means of avoiding the final collapse of a boom brought about by credit expansion. The alternative is only whether the crisis should come sooner as the result of a voluntary abandonment of further credit expansion, or later as a final and total catastrophe of the currency system involved” – source

As the great but ultimately flawed Milton Friedman stated, inflation is everywhere and always a monetary phenomenon. It is created by the central banks and their flunkies in the money centre banks. For those of you with a genuine interest in the theory of money and credit, a surprisingly alive topic and one necessary to attain intellectual mastery, go over to Mish‘s website for his commentary on the roving cavaliers of credit.

But this isn’t the inflation I’m talking about.

I’ve been reading “King Warrior Magician Lover” (Robert Moore and Douglas Gillette) as part of my Skeletor homework. A fascinating book that I’m only halfway through. It’s heavily influenced by Carl Jung, a guy I never really got into during my psychology classes. Back then I was a hardcore Scientist to make even Richard Dawkins blush and thus if a proposition couldn’t be falsified, it had no value. Now I’m becoming more sympathetic to the 19th Century German conception of science as a unified and systematic system of enquiry. And thus symbolism and cultural commentary is back on the menu. But I digress….

Four Archetypes of Male Psychology

Moore & Gilette contend that modern society is undergoing a crisis of masculinity in which boys are not being inducted into manhood due to an absence of coming of age rituals. This leads men to remain esconded in Boy Psychology throughout adulthood. I used to first notice this when I worked out in weightlifting gyms – they’d be full of huge men completely lacking any maturity or confidence. My brother and I used to call them “little boys in gorilla costumes“. I saw the same thing throughout university when many highly–regarded academics where just building walls and fences of inpenetrable jargon and bullshit to protect a vulnerable core of intellectual incompetence. But due to their socially elevated position and the huge barriers to entry in getting to their ideas, they were able to sit atop Mount Olympus and pretend to be gods. I used to call them “a dwarf on a mountain”.

M&G offer more examples: “the drug dealer, the ducking and diving political leader, the wife beater, the chronically crabby boss, the hot shot junior executive, the unfaithful husband, the company yes man, the indifferent graduate school advisor, the holier than thou minister, the gang member” and interestingly the therapist to attacks his clients’ efforts to shine and achieve so he can impose upon them a gray mediocrity. These are all boys pretending to be men. I’d add the perpetual-SNLing PUA, and the Roissy-ite “more alpha than thou” douchebag who haunts the manosphere. [though not Roissy himself, just his keyboard jockeying commentors].

Each of the four adult male archetypes has a preceding Boy archetype that determines the final makeup of the mature male, should he make the ego-killing transition to Man Psychology. In this sense the boy is the father of the man. The archetypes are:

KING: The Divine Child [DC]

WARRIOR: The Hero [HE]

MAGICIAN: The Precocious Child [PC]

LOVER: The Oedipal Child [OC]

These boy archetypes represent a balance between two extremes, or shadow sides, which boys need to tread carefully to avoid becoming a fucked-up worthless little turd. The Divine Child is the baby Jesus/Moses of unlimited potential who is both almighty and vulnerable at the same time. He is the source of life, energy and boyish wonderment at the world, producing our sense of wel being and enthusiasm for life. However when out of balance one extreme is the High Chair Tyrant, sitting at the table banging his spoon and demanding the universe revolve around him and his insatiable desires. He is exemplified by Spoilt Bastard in Viz, or the typical American entitlement princess. This leads to inflation through pride, hubris and narcissism. When the HCT is set loose upon the world as an immature adult we end up with Hitler and Stalin. Less murderous we get a Dick Fuld who would rather bankrupt Lehman Brothers than deal with his own hubris and grandiosity. In pick up, it’s Mystery.

The opposite extreme for the DC is the Weakling Prince, a pathetic little boy with no personality, initiative or enthusiam for life. This boy plays the sickly child who needs mollycoddled throughout life lest he break. It’s fake because he attacks those around him with sarcasm and passive-aggressiveness. He’s playing the Kick Me game.

The Hero is full of desire to achieve, to impress and to become great. He provides the means to tap into our masculine energies and propel us from boyhood to adulthood. But as M&G comment, “ours is not the age for heroes. Ours is an age of envy, in which laziness and self-involvement are the rule. Aynoe who tries to shine… is dragged back down by his lackluster and self-appointed peers”. If you’re making a connection to socialism and why it is the enemy of moral character, well done.

When out of balance he is commonly a Grandstander Bully who believes the centre stage belongs to him and he’s going to rattle off display after display of unnecessary attention whoring so everyone will applaud his brilliance. Think of Tom Cruise in Top Gun, or Cristiano Ronaldo. He’s the jingoistic officer throwing his men into peril to earn his Victoria Cross. The hero thinks himself invulnerable and chases the impossible dream.But once the hero has slain the dragon and rescued the princess he doesn’t know how to live with her. At the other extreme is the Coward. This is self-explanatory.

Totally irrelevant

The Precocious Child is eager to learn and wants to share it with others. He is an adventurer in the world of ideas with an unquenchable thirst for knowledge. He represents our curiosity and impulse. When twisted at an extreme he can be the Know-It-All-Trickster who is constantly manipulating and playing tricks. He sells us a psychological lie just to enjoy pulling the rug out form under us once we’ve commited to it. He’s the Jim Jones looking to lead his followers into the jungle. Unlike the PC, he participates in discussions simply to show how clever he is. He has no interest in helping others or advancing the inquiry towards truth. His knowledge is a sham and thus he’s aggressive when pressed lest everyone realise the smoke and mirrors hiding his vacuous mind. Such immature men delight in wrecking things of beauty, diminishing great accomplishments, and have an authority problem. They will never achieve anything of note themselves and thus feed their egos by becoming haters. Think of the fat virgin losers on PUAhate. Many keyboard jockeys are KIATs. They have no heroes because to have heroes is to admire others. The opposite extreme for the PC is the Dummy. He seems unresponsive and dull but it’s often a shame to hide his grandiosity because he feels he’s too important to share it with the world. He’s a secret KIAT.

The Oedipal Child is passionate with a deep appreciation of inner depth. He is warm and affectionate, interested in spirituality. When out of balance he can become the Mama’s Boy. He persistently chases the impossible perfection of female essence, trying to reconnect with his mother. He moves rapidly from one woman to another unable to find satisfaction with an actual mortal woman. He’s the number’s game roadsweeper who trawls nightclubs at 2am to take home drunk skanks. He may compulsively masturbate and collect pornography. He doesn’t want to have an actual relationship because that involves taking on responsibility and he’s too immature for that. At the other pole is the Dreamer. This pretentious little shit sits on a rock meditating on the infinite complexities and beauties of life, withdrawn and depressed in his own little Emo kid world. He’s the teenager who sits in his dark bedroom listening to The Smiths, dressing like Jarvis Cocker, and never getting anything done. Top Man exists to relieve them of money.

Inflation is the condition in which a boy lives when he is at an extreme of his archetype. He stays there into adulthood. Inflation is what we talk about to say “he has an inflated ego” or “he needs to be brought down a peg”. It’s the hubris that leads to nemesis. The pride before the fall. Inflated boys want to just be. They don’t want to do the work to be great, they just want the river of greatness to flow to them. They are the theory junkie PUAs who never approach women but type volumes on the internet about what other doers should do instead. They are the gurus who won’t release infields lest they be exposed (KIAT). They are the cultish gurus who collect acolytes and send them into the jungle without food and water (HCT) to face rejection after rejection until their spirits are crushed. They are the lay-report fabricating PUAs who tell noobs they have threesomes five times a week with playboy models (GSB), and in some cases they might even get those lays. They are the cowards who sign up to a $1,000 bootcamp and then wont do a single approach then blab on the internet how it’s everyone’s fault but their own. They are the dreamers who sit at home reading Echardt Tolle and navel-gazing their nimbus without ever talking to girls.

Hunting down a 19 yr old virgin – Meet HB Mouse

December 25, 2010
krauserpua

I’ve been letting things slide with posting facebook chats. I’ve got well over a hundred saved so I’m actually thinking of writing a full book on Long Game and filling it with case study breakdowns (if Tony T doesn’t beat me to it – he’s already 20,000 words into his).

My second last day in Croatia I opened a cute little 19yr old virgin . She’s a feisty one and pretty sure of herself in general but obviously due to her age and sexual immaturity it’s easy to prod her on that. We had a date the next night ending in a good kiss close. She said I was the third guy to ever kiss her. I was working the radicial honesty route even stronger than usual so she knew all about my harem, recent SNL, and that I teach pickup. Nonetheless she was fascinated.

Since then she’s been opening me on facebook every other day right up to the moment I type this. I like her but she’s nothing amazing. If it wasn’t for her virginity and strangely feminine aggressiveness I might’ve lost interest. Here’s a chat from about four days after I got back to London, so about six days from the first meeting.

Testy

Her – Hey there [she had opened me the last three times since I got back from Croatia]

Me – hi I just brewed some coffee would you like a cup? [retarded vibing, giving her an image]

Her – No, not really.. So, how did your weekend go?? [she doesn’t take it, but is curious about me]

Me – We watched another movie in the cinema room last night You went out, right? [DHV and simple investment question]

Her – Well, literally out, we were in front of school..

Me – school?

Her – College

Me – drinking juice and giggling about boys? [framing her as immature but in a cute way]

Her – Haha, no, there were 2 girls + me and like 10 boys

Me – that’s a big group. Sounds like fun [normal relating to her]

Her – Yeah, it was. Some boy brought his guitar so he was like our personal jukebox What movie did you watch?? [she’s IOIing with the interest but being a young girl she doesn’t really have the social skills to ask interesting questions]

Me – JCVD

Her – ..that has some full name or..?

Me – It’s the self-referetinal Jean Claude Van Damme movie

Her – Oh, so fights are pretty common thing in your life? [She likes the contrast game I play between being a rough fighter and an intellectual]

Me – Yeah. For the other guy it’s usually the last fight he ever has…… [retarded shit]

Her – ..oh well… You were drinking beer and giggling about girls??

Me – That’s all I ever do [contrast, pretending to be a caveman]

Her – Really?? Video games are not jealous now??

Me – Wow,you actually remember what I say! I like you [IOI her for playing along with this stuff]

Her – Haha, I actually don’t understand how people don’t remember what someone else said, what’s the point of the conversation then if you don’t pay any attention…

Me – uh? what? [chick crack]

Her – Uhm, I just remember what people say about themselves..

Me – uh/ you say something? [chick crack]

Her – -.-‘

Me – I think you are a good listener [then knock it off and be normal]

Her – Really??

Me – When you talk, you are genuinely trying to understand people Most people are just waiting for their turn to speak [I stole that from a movie]

Her – Sorry, you said something?? 😉 [nice – she’s throwing the ball back at me]

Me – you need spanking [sexualise on the back of the good momentum]

Her – No, I don’t… So, what are you doing?? [which she blocks, but without losing interest. She’s just not comfortable with a sexual frame. Remember she’s a virgin who has only ever kissed three boys]

Me – watching a scene from a good action movie Someone told me I look a bit like the actor [lead into DHV and buying temp raise]

Her – Fighting scene? What movie??? I wanna check =) [she’s into me big time]

Me – It’s a little bit too grown-up for you, tough [teasing her sexual immaturity] In the movie, the guy has an artificial heart and when the power goes down, he needs adrenalinin to restart it or he dies sort of comedy action

Her – So, it’s kinda porn??

Me – not really, but its’a sex scene It’s a big-budget famous Hollywood movie Crank

Her – Hmm..okay… You look a bit like the actor in that particular sex scene?? How would your friends know you look like right then??

Me – you’ll see

Her – I can’t see the video… just verify your age Well, I have to register, you have some interesting name suggestion?? [I’ve framed her to look at me for approval though she keeps pushing back with tests]

Me – yeah [Virgin]Mouse

Her – -.-‘

Me – Gotta make some toast. Back soon Here’s some really cheesy 1980s rock opera for you [link to Heart “Alone”] [takeaway]

Her – I love that song

Me – me too heard it before? [link to Meat Loaf “Bat Out of Hell”]

Her – of course Heard that one already too

Me – I’m back What are you wearing? [I always drop this in at random points with a girl when I know I have enough rapport that it won’t scare her off]

Her – Again??? Pajama (actually, tshirt and leggings) take your shirt off and tell me again a-ha-ha-ha What happened to the toast??

Me – It’s been eaten

Her – What was in it??

Me – margarine

Her – and that’s it?

Me – uh-huh What’s your plan for today? [mild defiance then stack forwards]

Her – Studying…

Me – You’re very dedicated. I like that [IOI her. The general tone of our chats is a bit too challenging, so I think I’m losing rapport opportunities]

Her – Well,…I’ve been pretty lazy so far, so now I have to study What’s your plan for today??

Me – I’m taking some friends to a traditional English pub I like in Hampstead and we’ll have Sunday roast [DHV – leader of men]

Her – Oh? When??

Me – About 3pm Wanna come? [retarded vibing]

Her – Haha, sure, on my way already.. What’s your favourite song??

Me – I’ll find a link….. [link to The Skater Tots miming to Screeching Weasel’s cover version of “You Are My Sunshine”] bizarre video

Here’s a more normal video I like [Rancid “Fall Back Down”]

Her – Haha, that first one is a great video, so cute So, how many one night stands have you had?? [she’s not the only one to fire lightning bolts out of the blue. She’s intensely interested in me as a conduit to learning about sexuality in general and hers in particular. That’s a role I’m happy to take on if it results in me taking her three-orifice virginity]

Me – you first oh, it’s zero isn’t it……. [tease her immaturity to get her defensive and framing virginity at her age as something that needs to be dealt with]

Her – A-ha-ha…you never know…;)) Are you still counting????

Me – about 35 [true – I was off the market for about 11 years in total]

Her – Wow… You have some logical explanation for that, right??

Me – When I was younger, I used to enjoy fucking very hot women Now, I’m more interested in girls I can talk to, and have dates with [reframe on a DHV]

Her – You weren’t afraid of some diseases??

Me – I always use a condom. Every time. I never risk my health for anyone or anything [strong boundaries]

Her – That’s good ..but you still kiss a lot..

Me – yes

Her – ..with unknown girls, you can always get mono..

Me – I’ve never had a problem with it

Her – With kissing or mononucleosis??

Me – I’ve never caught anything before [also true. I’ve kissed very few skanks in my life]

Her – Lucky =)

Me – No. Really, it’s not as big a risk as you think

Her – Well, it was pretty common in my class in high school

Me – Maybe a weird Croatian thing [tease, put her back on the defensive a little]

Her – Haha, yeah, right…

Me – I don’t know a single person who caught anything from kissing except a cold

Her – Not even a herpes?

Me – No You’re some weird compulsive hand-washer girl [again push back to her]

Her – No, I’m not…

Me – What are you wearing? [it’s call back humour now as she realises I’m just trying to distract her]

Her – Still same things

Me – Take your trousers off [three minutes silence] they’re off now? [not backing down to her shit test]

Her – Hahaha [shit test passed]

Me – what colour panties? [keep pushing forwards]

Her – Take your boxers off! What are you wearing now? [deflecting rather than rejecting]

Me – Not boxers. I’m wearing a japanese jinbei

Her – Some gray with beige lace jinbei?? [a floor is laid underneath my escalation]

Me – cool. I’m imagining you now… your legs…

Her – ..doooon’t… [shy but not rejecting]

Me – jinbei is a traditional Japanese pyjama mine has these characters on it

[two links]

Her – Haha, really grown up…

Me – don’t wanna

Her – so, you really wear nothing but pajama?? Like really nothing nothing?

Me – right now yeah no boxers Oh, and I have warm slippers on

Her – How can you???

Me – uh?

Her – ..well, be naked underneath your clothes Wow, that really makes no sense at all… [she’s frankly discussing sexual stuff, which is exactly where I want her]

Me – dunno it’s normal for me I sleep naked you?

Her – Of course not Wait, naked naked??

Me – yes

Her – What if someone walks into your room?? [It really doesn’t matter where this goes, I just want her talking about these general topics]

Me – I have a duvet

Her – ..is that a blanket??

Me – yes Does your bra match your panties?

Her – Not always

Me – now?

Her – Can we chat via msn or something [she wants the closer feel of voicechat. I can’t be bothered because this is one of many chats open right now]

Me – my internet is a bit rubbish for voice / video

Her – I don’t have a bra no, no, not that, my facebook chat sucks

Me – Just your naked breasts underneath your pyjamas?

Her – Yes

Me – I wanna touch them [escalation, statement of intent]

Her – But you can’t, haha

Me – 😦

Her – Hahaha, sorry [she enjoys being pursued and wielding a little sexual power]

Me – So, naked breasts, grey panties with beige lace…. Is your hair up or down?

Her – up

Me – take it down [pointlessly bossy]

Her – You can’t see me anyway…

Me – Yeah, but I’m bossy. Get used to it.

Her – Well, I’m not gonna listen to you get used to it =)

Me – you need spanking then you’ll be a good girl [not backing down, framing her as submissive to me and that her surrendering is inevitable]

Her – maybe I won’t

Me – I’m gonna be a bit rough with you [in for a penny, in for a pound…]

Her – Rough?? With tiny, little me?? =( [likes the idea]

Me – Yes. Gonna grab you, hold you tight, make you feel my strength [not explicitly mentioning sex, just making her visualise the pleasurable feeling of being held tight by a man – something she’s seen in movies but perhaps never had in real life. Let her spin that through her mind until she realises she wants that feeling for real and I’m the obvious go-to guy to get it]

Her – …that’s kinda sexy…

Me – You’ll like it. But I warn you…

Her – Really now??

Me – You’ll probably get an uncontrollable urge to bite and scratch

Her – Me?? Bite and scratch?? [not rejecting]

Me – Yeah. You’d be surprised what you do when you get lost in the passion

Her – Whatever you say… [she wants to hold me off for now, this is like a “maybe later”]

Me – “whatever you say” – important words for you to remember [reframe as bossy]

Her – hahha, I’m not so sure about that

Me – and “yes, you’re right” I gotta go now [leave on a buying temp spike]

Her – yes master have fun [playing the role]

Me – send me a sexy picture of you [gonna keep asking chat after chat till she warms to the idea]

Her – in your dreams =)

Me – Not yet. I won’t dream of you till after I’ve seen you naked [frame of inevitibility]

Her – mmhhmmm you’re still here…

Me – enjoy it while it lasts

Her – of course

Me – bye

Her – bye =)

I’d rate her as an 80% chance of a lay should I continue the pursuit. She’s already talking about staying in London for a week and bringing another virgin friend for Jimmy to feast on. I saw the pic and the friend is about a 7.