The Adventures of Warlock!

Saturday turned out to be a complete flip from Friday. We hit Plunge thinking that we would wind up bouncing but when we got there we were greeted like celebrities from the staff. The hot blond bartender looked at us and said

“Let me guess guys water?”

“Only your best my dear!” I smiled and joked back.

As we walked around we bumped into The Judge! He was with a cute German girl, it was so funny because at first they acted like they were on a date and then things started changing and The Judge was openly tounging her down in front of everyone. Fred and I were trying to have a conversation while this was going down but it was a sham. It went something like this…

Me: So…um…looks…uh…like…a good…nigh

Fred: Yeah….uh….thats..er…awsome

Me:…..right…

We then bumped into the RSD kids. Fred decided to sarge these Asian chicks who did not speak English he went in guns blazing and dominated that set. We were all cheering he owned that set, it was allot of fun to watch him. I felt like a mama bird who is seeing its chick fly.

At first I was finding it really hard to sarge. I kept having problems getting conversations going and getting in my head. I was getting ticked off at myself. I kept trying to use it. In sets I was not escalating, kinoing or doing role playing.

Then Plunge started to fill up with more and more people

I put down an empty glass on one of the sofas when this hot Asian cougar sits down right on it, she grabs me an begins asking me gibberish. I look at her and just kiss her. Shes cracking up and suddenly I am grabbed by another cougar this time a blond. ‘m thinking “oh boy I’m going to get hassled.” but shes also plastered and is talking nonsense so I kiss her and she is shocked because shes married and starts talking about her husband I ignore this and begin talking over her but I’m pulled away by the Asian.

The words coming out of this womans mouth were so stupid.

Me: what happened to your hand? (pointing toward a brace)

Her: Thats for you to know and for me to find out

Me: What?

Finally a third friend comes and pulls both of them away, Jason had been talking to blond and also kissed her just to freak her out. We were both cracking up. So yeah two kiss closes, back to back. Not bad but I realize now that after this happened I fell into a not pushing my comfort mentality. I pretty much thought to myself. Oh well I got two kisses I’m good, I don’t have to really push myself too hard, I can go home with wood and the good feeling. Which is complete bullshit. I began sarging like crazy, I remember one memorable set was a girl who I told this…

 Me: You know what I’m making you my girlfriend for the night

 Her: I have a boyfriend

 Me: Thats cool, for our first date I think we should go to the balcony

 ~She laughs~

 Me: I’m going to cherish you, ill write you poetry and hold you in the moonlight it will be awesome.

I didn’t push it further than the role playing but she kept telling me I was funny and giggling. I bailed early. I did a few more sets got a Brazilians number. Jason also did pretty well he sarged a girl who looks like the Kat Dennings.

I also ran into Achilles who was sarging two girls. I wound up sarging this on anorexic looking blond. I kept feeling up her ass. I also picked her up and swung her around. She was loving it but the friend pulled her away before I could get the kiss. Still got her number.

Toward the end of the night Fred and I just started getting silly we did our best imitation of annoying myspace girls you see in clubs

We called it a night after this, Fred and I hit a dinner in the elevator we started talking to two girls, we began to sell them on the dinner, we were doing really well. But we couldn’t quite get it. Still they looked disappointed that they had to see their roommate who worked in a bar. Still I got a hug out of it.

These are the kinds of night I love were we all have fun. We just goof off and sarge. The sets that work, really work and the ones that suck are horrible but funny as hell. Still I need to start really pushing myself harder. I need to go for make outs not being satisfied with just kisses.

It was a rough weekend. This weekend was another testament of how persistent I am becoming. I have been talking on the boards about how bad you need to want it. How bad do you want that change in your life, its your drive, your fuel. Because believe me I have realized that you can progress allot but when you get to that cosmic barrier, where its the point of no return, the deep identity change thats when your brain starts to freak out on you.

You start to get complacent. You don’t push yourself. But on to my report.

Thursday was 9/11 I did not expect to get any action at all. In fact I sort of felt a sense of dark glee at the fact that we were out trying to get laid on the one day that is a mood killer. We hit quite a few venues and hung out with Mix who is a very cool fellow. We were trying to entertain ourselves, on the way out I spot these two older women, they look pretty…well just not pretty. You could tell these women were hard core coke whore party girls in their youth and still thought they were 10’s. But in reality they were now a 6.

I said Hi and immediately I knew they would give us shit. They tried to treat us like crap but every insult they threw at us was a joke.

Raven: Where you guys headed?

Skank: Not were your going

Me: Oh i know that place, it sucks.

We hit a few more venues that were dead when Mix recommended Hiro a club in the meat packing district, we headed over and were forced to pay a 10 buck cover which wasn’t so bad (normally its 15).

Hiro was pretty cool, it had an Asian style with barely any Asians in it. This place was full, the only other club I have ever been to in NYC was china club which my first encounter with racism and one of my best crash and burn in my chode days, the infamous adventure with Super Chode at APT and my early adventures in Webster Hall or Grope Hall as I like to call it.

Another fun fact about this place was that it had huge screen and it would show pictures of people on a moving platform doing crazy poses. Turns out if you went to the balcony of the club you could take a picture and have it play on the screen, in other words instant date.

I bumped into Kydd from the forums, awesome guy. The man was sarging a hottie, got to love Kydd he always has good taste and knows what he wants. His height also is very attractive to women, I see allot of girls just staring at him from afar.

For the entire night I was having a hard time getting out of my head. I felt very stifled when we hit Hiro we all realized that standard game we use at Plunge would not work. We had to get more aggressive. I wound up high fiving girls. This turned out to be a good screener. Women who high fived me back were fun and energetic those who didn’t were stuck up or just too serious.

But then the curse took hold. Kydd mentioned that since I was standing by the bathroom I would be confused with security. Next thing I know every girl is asking me questions like “how do i get a table?” “were are the bathrooms”.

Finally I got ticked and grabbed the first hottie I saw, the dominance I showed there was amazing. This girl was loving it but then I choded out. It fizzled and it was gone, although I got some kisses out of it. I walked out and went home considering work was only in 4 hours time.

Friday turned out to be the worst. Fred came into the city and we hit Plunge which was completely dead. We spoke to the bartenders and did a few sets which went no where. So we bounced to Park which turned out to be okay, on the way there we bumped into Shiz who was now dressed like a emo rocker. He even wore mascara, he was freaking out. I looked at him and just got pissed.

This dude was the man when we went out. Now he was acting like a chode which I knew he wasnt. So interrupted him while he was talking chodeness to me.

Me: (angry) What the fuck is this?

Shiz: huh?

Me: What is this chode shit?

Shiz: Whats a chode

Me: This pity party. Your not a fucking chode, stop acting like one. When we went out

you were the man, this right here is bullshit, its chode shit. Sarge mother fucker.

That helped him a bit. While we were at park, I shoved him into sets and tried to push Fred into sets too but he has having none of that. I started to realize I was pushing Fred too hard, once Fred decides not to do something he wont do it, end of story. Raven got a little annoyed with me for being so pushy with Shiz but Shiz wound up thanking me.

We then jumped to Washington Square park but as usual it was a waste of time. All through out this we were opening sets like crazy, most of them would fizzle out though. Finally we wound but back at Plunge and it was popping but all of us could not get into state. Fred wound up calling it quit early and Raven and I hit the balcony and began to crash, our energy was gone. Raven tried to open sets as they walked by but he was dead tired. Then a British cougar passed by I claw her (weakly i might add due to the lack of energy) but managed to get a kiss close. In hindsight I should have gone for the make out but seriously my mind was putty. Then she got dragged away.

After that I winged Jason on a Spaniard cougar set but they were not pretty, I felt no interest other than speaking to them in Spanish. Jason tried to go for the make out but was denied. And they soon took off.

The Douche Bouncer came up to us and we finally made friends with him, it only took us 2 months of trying but I think we got him close to our side. Well at least hes being nice to use.

Raven I then called it a night cause it was obvious that we couldn’t do anything which was a shame because it was that magical time of night when women are more open (i.e drunk) and sets open with ease. I soon passed out on the train ride home. I was proud of myself, I was not deterred from my mission of pushing it and realized that If i keep doing this, I will wind up breaking the cosmic wall.

It was Saturday morning….or rather afternoon. I look over at my clock, its flashing 2pm I groan and get up to turn off my air conditioner. And like the true internet junkie turn on my computer and let the screens load as I do my usual “morning” tasks. One of the websites I hit is facebook, I do Internet game when I get the chance, its like bonus rounds. Well turns out the girl from that Friday accepted my friendship which is pretty sweet and then I almost choke on my cereal.

Micheal Crithon’s daughter has accepted my facebook friendship. I quickly go through her pictures which are insanely sexy. Like this one…

Then I find the hot blond in her friends list and add her

20 minutes later she accepts. Man what an awesome way to start the day. I call Fred because hes feeling down and talk game. We talk about his progress which is allot and his sticking points. I wind up like usual going on a rambling rant about the game topic of the day which is value and how we tend to give ours away or think that some women have more value than us when the fact is everyone has the same value. Thats one thing Ozzie told us at the conference which had a big impact on me. He told us this story.

“On a boot camp we saw a fat man in a club and he had a champagne bottle and his arms around two turbo 9’s, now if you saw that would you say that man had allot of social value or little social value?”

Everyone answers allot.

“Well we sarged his girls and it turns out that those girls were walking down the street earlier that evening and that guy came up in a limo and invited them out. He bought them drinks and drove them around everywhere and payed for table service. He was just dropping money on them. But we wound up taking his girls away from him without spending a dime. So now the fat man is walking around the club with just a bottle of champagne by himself does he still have high value?”

“Fuck no” everyone says

“See everyone has the same value in the club, in the club allot of fake value is thrown around so don’t by into it. Go in knowing that everyone has the same value.”

This info was one of those bits that really made my head go click and my game improve.

Anyway back to my report, that night we met up Fred and hit Park. It was a little dead and like the Plunge junkies we were all itching to go back. So we bounced from Park and hit Plunge which sucked. Seriously it seemed pretty played out that night and the magic was gone. So we bounced back to Park.

On the way there Fred started singing Back Street Boys, so we began to sing the gayest songs possible. I went with ABBA a classic and Raven sang some InSync. We were entertaining ourself but I was insanely stifled. We hit Park and it was now a lively atmosphere full of allot of women. I approached but sets would fizzle pretty quickly, I felt down.

Fred then pushed me to keep opening and I did. It was fizzle after fizzle until I saw a cute asian and I hear myself go “ Yes thats for me”. I dominated, I called her over and had her giggling and the attraction was there. I felt awesome and then I let her go. Fucking ego!

We hung out a bit more, I opened a few more sets that went no where. Hung out with Martyr and another Asian PUA. Then we bounced to Gaslight (we tried Cuban place but it was too early the place was still a restaurant) I figured we should push our comfort and destroy our egos. Well this is when things get funny, Fred opens these two 7’s and they immediately start tooling him. He ejects annoyed and I jump in.

Me: Hey, what do you guys do?

Girl: (sarcastically)I work in the circus

Me: Oh bearded lady huh?

She shrieks and slaps me IN THE FACE!!!

I just start laughing which causes them to laugh, massive attraction from the bearded lady but I follow it up with chode questions and I start to loose it and they start giving me more shit. So I’m like screw this, these girls are not hot enough to be pulling this crap.

We leave the bar of doom known as gaslight and head back to Plunge.

Its okay, we open a few sets they go okay but quickly fizzle out. Then I spot an insanely hot Asian girl this chick was a 8, she was very hot. I open her and she immediately starts talking to me but Fred is so overtaken by intent he takes over my set. I honestly didn’t give a shit, I was just happy he was starting to really show some balls. He had her and I was now with the cute friend but as always the lesser cute of the pair is always a bitch and man this girl was in my face.

She starts calling me a liar or questioning me. I realize I’m jumping through her hoops but by this point its too late, I am done for. Fred said I was in bad when i started talking to her since i opened her friend not her. That could be a factor.

Anyway the Asian girl is drunk and like every drunk girl she has ADD and she bails. For the first time since I have started hanging with Fred I saw a different side to him. I saw the furry, he was so pissed. I told him to go back in, he questioned it and I grabbed him and screamed “FURRY!!!”. He goes in and immediately starts clawing her but he decides to pull back and once again shes distracted and some guys comes in and swoops them both away.

I realized that drunk girls need to get escalated in turbo or else your done.

I started to crash at this point, I was getting more and more tired and so was Raven. We decided to call it a night. I see Asian hottie talking to two chodes. I walk over grab her and drag her away. Shes loving it I say my good byes and she is hugging me and kissing my cheeks. Also playing with my hat. I then grab Fred and drag him over.

I start to tell her that she needs to be nice to him and watch out for him. I don’t want ugly skanky girls to take advantage of him. She is flipping out, totally into this. I make them hug. Fred is freaking the fuck out, hes not used to such attention. But shes so into it, I know he could have made out with her. It was so there.

I leave hoping that hes going to push it forward but i look and shes once again alone. Fred said he was uncomfortable. I felt bad but I knew that I probably pushed him to hard. Sarging can be easy or it can be hard, if your a person who isn’t used to getting attention thrown on them, its pretty terrifying to now be the center of the room.

Still I’m really impressed by Fred, hes come such a long way. When I first met him he couldn’t open girls let alone touch them. Little by little hes getting used to the scene and man hes going to be a force to be reckoned with.

Raven and I bail, we hit a dinner and just relax and eat. We talk about our game and Raven says we need to upgrade to 4 day sarging. Hes right we need to step it up. I just hope my body can take it.

I hate Mondays. Do you know why? Its because I come out of the weekend all recharged and happy. I’m loving life, I feel like the man. Then I go to work and I am systematically broken down until I am a shell of the man I was. I wind up in a corner of my apartment in the fetal position going “I’m so chode…I’m so chode…”

Thursday was a blur. I was in state bouncing around Plunge sarging girls like crazy. Thats the problem with writing these reports during the work week, Thursday and Friday seem to blur. I know Thursday I spent it sarging up a storm. My first interaction was the most memorable. I saw this Indian cutey by the bar with her friend, I suddenly felt the intent and hear Tim in my head go “Yes! That’s for you David!” I remember almost having this chode thought of “you know Dave your talking to your friends…maybe we shouldn’t” and quickly saying “Fuck that!” I bolt over and introduce myself. I have the intent, I have the furry and boom I immediately felt the click. I asked a few chode questions and kept kinoing but it wasn’t hard kino, I don’t know why maybe it was since it was my first set, but lately I am having trouble doing hard kino at the begging on the night and I don’t go too into role playing with my targets.

Anyway I wind up doing something I don’t normally do. I lead! I lead this chick to the balcony to show her the clubs. Turns out she’s new to NYC and is a lawyer. I was doing rapport allot, I need to start burning sets and pushing the limits of my reality. Anyway at one point I felt I could have gone for the kiss but I missed my window for not jumping. I got her e-mail (shes new in town) and had her begging me to e-mail her, then I got a peck on the mouth, I tried to go for the make out but she stopped me with “we just met!”. And poof she was gone. I e-mailed her on Sunday and she responded to today, she wants a day 2 so horrah!

Most of the rest of the interactions went well although they fizzled out a bit. I remember two hotties who were probably the hottest girls in the club. They were validation seekers and the lesser cutey of the two was throwing me shit tests galore (why is it always the lass attractive one thats the ass). Let me get all analytical here when I say that what killed me in that set was that I thought she was very valuable because she was hot. So I put her above me and I showed lower value which of course killed me in the end.

I can recall specifically when it happened. I had done a stupid guessing game. I let her win which was chode. Then she asked what she won and I went full chode and said a hug. It was the equivalent in game of putting a gun to my temple and pulling the trigger. Done I was done for.

Raven almost kissed his girl, she gave him the window and he didn’t go for it. I also remember pushing my comfort zone and dancing with a hot older Asian cougar. I had no idea what I was doing, my ego was screaming to eject but I made myself stay and work it. Then it got creepy and she left, dragging away her friends who were in sets with the RSD kids.

I had a blast Thursday, I pushed my comfort and had a ball doing it.

Friday turned out to be insane. It was the newbie sarge and all the PUA’s were there. The place was packed since they closed half the club for a private party. It actually worked to our advantage since the turbos had no place to go. I sarged this French girl who looked like Gwen Stacey and number closed her, we actually had a decent conversation about comics and European comic artists. That’s a first, I really should call her again this week (tried on the weekend got voice mail, oh well). I tried to kino her but she resisted and she found the role playing weird. Maybe I wasn’t doing it right, like waiting for a reaction.

I then spot this hottie walk past me.

I immediately claw her in and ask her who she is. She introduces herself and I tell her she cant leave me or I will be sad. She grips my hand hard. This is a good sign I think to myself. Shes a with a fatty who smiles and I make a joke that’s makes the fatty laugh.

They walk away I don’t think anything of it and I game some Canadian sisters. One is digging me the other is a complete loon. Every question we ask her she acts like is the weirdest question in the world. I almost ask her what she’s on. (next time I should, like Tim says no filter) but don’t and go chode trying for rapport with druggie sis.

I eject prematurely which is lame because the sister makes a comment about us ditching them. To be honest I should have said, well you got your sis to blame there sweetie. Seriously I would not put Raven or any of the RSD kids or any PUA with that druggie sis of doom.

Suddenly I see the turbo, she comes up to me, I say hi, chat a little when she grabs my face and plant a kiss on my mouth. I tell her is that all to which she replies she cant give me everything now. This is when I slowly start to go chode and loose my state. My brain is going nuts over how this chick is feeling me up and pecking me but she wont make out which has thrown my noggin for a spin because we cant forward so it starts to go back and suddenly I’m Space Ace, I’m back to being Dexter and I’m asking chode questions.

The fatty then grabs me and starts talking to me. I make a stupid comment about how she should kiss me too when boom she plans one on me. Now I have the fatty all over me. I see Love Pirate and remember hes always wanted to be with a black girl and a fatty so I give him his perfect combo. But horn ball fatty is not satisfied she keeps clawing at me, trying to kiss me so I excuse myself and leave the room. At this point I had lost turbo, she wont kino me anymore and shes kissing other PUA’s like Hiro and Loren.

The Judge then arrives but he’s out of state, he hates plunge and it shows. I decide to help him and give him the Nimbus Juice also known as 6 Hour Power drink, this shit mixed with Red bull is what I drink and lets me stay up all night awake and in the zone. I call it my nimbus juice.

The Judge drinks it and 15 minutes later he is sweating like crazy and I see the glitter of state in his eye. “Holy crap this is the shit!” he tells me.

Suddenly I feel the desire to leave, I want to protect my ego. I don’t want to fail with the turbo so I decide that if I leave the venue I can keep my precious ego by going on a high note so I wouldn’t have considered it a fizzle. So fucking lame.

So the Judge, Raven and Steve head to the bar of doom Gaslight. At this point I figure its good to push my comfort, well Gaslight was everything its always been doom. Blow out after blow out and the place was chalk full of cock. Bars like this are usually frequented by 7’s who seek validation so they will usually try to tool you from the word go.

We leave the Judge and Steve as they sarge a two set. And suddenly as we walk out, it starts to rain. As we both run to the Cuban club Son de Cubano we see that they are making people wait out in the rain!

Fuck that we huddle in the shade with the other clubbers and try to sarge two Irish girls that fizzles quicker than pop rocks.

We run to beat the rain and find shelter under a part of Gaslight. Theres this club girl and she is asking me directions, I’m giving it to her and and I start speaking slow and seductively, her voice lowers and matches mine. I start to feel like its on and I tell her I think shes adorable, she kind of snaps out of it and says that shes talking to her boyfriend on the phone and I suddenly turn chode and go “awesome dude!” and high five her. Fucking Space Ace Game….
Anyway we get caught in the rain cause the guys at Gaslight wont let us back in and kick us out of the corners. Complete tools.

We run back to Plunge and head up. Only to see the turbo now all over Loren and the Fatty clawing at me. I kept hearing Ozzie’s speech about how you have to watch out for the fatty. For an instant I thought about pulling the fatty but I told myself no. I did not get in this game to bang Fatties. I did that for years and hated it.

By the way may I take a moment here to say this about fatties, when I use the term fatty to describe a girl it doesn’t have to do with just her weight. It also has to do with the fact that I feel no attraction toward her due to her personality. I have sarged girls who have a few extra pounds, physical is about 60% of attraction to me the other 40% is personality. There have been girls who from looks alone are a 9 but suddenly they open their mouth and boom there now a 7. If a girls a bitch or boring I’m not putting up with it.

Anyway back to Friday. So I watch as Love Pirate and Loren walk out the door with both girls. My ego is rather bruised. Love Pirate was raving about Lorens game and I’ll be honest was jealous. The turbo had told him she wanted to suck his dick. He was the man of the hour and had the turbo all over him to prove it.

I’m glad this happened. It made me realize how my ego is still ragging. I mean I didn’t get in this to get prestige, I did it to get laid by quality women. I must kill the ego.
5 minutes later they both come back.

Love Pirate said they lived in Long Island so they bailed.

What…the…fuck?

Regardless, we sarge some more. I wind up getting another number from a girl out of San Fran. I dug this girl even if she had a vice grip. Seriously this girl clamp down hard when she shook your hand. I think she dug me or I could be confusing being smashed as the doggy dinner bowl look.
Anyway Achilles arrived and as always we had silly fun. I really enjoy Achilles company, he just brings silly fun to the sarge, I always get in a good mood when hes around. Love Pirate is on the prowl now as its very late in the night. Hes going after his pray like a shark. Hes doing pretty good but I’ve seen him better, L.P I think has intense game when hes not focusing on the set rather than when hes just enjoying the night.

Well its late and Achilles and I leave with a fellow Flawless Natural alumni who’s name escapes me at this point. Anyway this dude is very cool, we talk about his boot camp and our mutual friend Rudey. Achilles sarges these two cuteys as they walk to their car, we wins them over but it doesn’t go anywhere.

Achilles and I walk to Pen Station, its a long walk and my leg is aching but It was nice to relax and talk about game and life in general. Achilles is truly a cool human being. He knows whats important and its not girls, girls are like donuts of the plate called life, their fun to eat but their not the main course.

He jumps on his train to Long Island and I wait for my train for the Bronx. I see this Spanish girl sitting down and she looks at me and smiles. It’s on. I’m falling a sleep as shes talking to me and I don’t care. I get her number and give her mine.

I smile as I crawl into a taxi to take me on the last leg of the way home. What an adventure and the weekend isn’t even over…