Hey guys, My first field report will be on the last Friday Night in West end London. I have been aware of the PUA Community for about 6 months now but I would say iv only been acting upon it for the past month. I would say my strengths are eye contact, humour, physical & dance floor escalation. I would say my weaknesses are opening (although I don’t really fear rejection anymore, odd huh), consistently having fun conversations remembering names and going for phone numbers (anything other than one night stands are so far off of my radar that I simply forget to get numbers -_-“). Although eye contact is one of my strengths this night my inner animal resembled a well feed, distracted tiger.

Me, my wing and three of his friends went to a new club called werewolf in Piccadilly Circus. The venue was amazing and it seems like it would be perfect to run game. The second floor which wasn’t open overlooks the lower dance floor. The hallways were long, had cool black and white artwork spanning the walls and it was quiet enough for conversation. There were also couches before the exits and the whole hallway from floor to exit seemed like it would easily lend itself to observational openers/conversation. The music was good but it wasn’t too loud, there was plenty of seating (maybe too much) and drinks were expensive but I only drink water anyway.

After observing Alex from street seduction do his thing on Thursday I was determined to become more physical, to assume comfort from the beginning. The first set of the night I saw some Indian girls sitting on the couch and I ‘’accidently’’ sat on one of them the most obvious way possible.

‘’oh sorry’’ with a smile

HB7: ‘’that was such a move’’

‘’haha yeah...’’ I can’t recall most of our conversation but what’s important is that I wrapped my arm around her as soon as we spoke

‘’I’m Kino’’ no fucking way, I thought to myself LOL.

At some point she became uncomfortable with my arm being around her, before I could think about how to adjust her ‘’sister’’ started displaying interest. Kino (who was to my left) leaned forward away from my arm and my wing (who was on my right) jumped into the set and talked to her. This opened up my view to her sister, who gave me the same look a magpie has when it sees a shiny object.

While we haven’t quite figured out how to tell each other in complete secret which ones were interested in mid set it was actually a good save. Anyway the positioning was pretty stupid so I got up and was about to pick up Kino when she started freaking out. Should done it anyway but I just forced my ass between them, I’d either sit on them or they’d move apart. They made way LOL.

After a brief one on one chat with the ‘’sister’’, Kino got up and didn’t look too happy. After about 30 seconds they all got up and went to the bar. I guess you could say this was a ‘’red’’ light I failed to address. After a self amusing photo bomb, (which I really should milk for an opener. I’ve been asked to take photos and taken selfies before hehe) the next set was a pretty Caucasian woman sitting on a bar stool alone. The interaction was ok but there was no real verbal escalation and the stool situation was rather awkward. Any advice on stool/chair/couch escalation would be appreciated but really and truly I just need to experiment more.

Werewolf was pretty quiet at the time so we made our way to Piccadilly institute. God I hate that club, Its incredibly loud, the whole club is a dance floor or bar and it’s so dark you have to feel the face of the person you’re talking to like a blind person. Then on top of that the one lift that worked was a sauna, the smoking area is a 6 floors away and the third floor was a fucking cloakroom that night. Now I love to dance but it’s basically all you can run unless you hover at the bar or scream in people’s ears. Every time I try to think about it dance floor game it doesn’t work. There’s a method to the madness but I haven’t cracked it just yet.

Anyway the only set I opened in institute was a few French girls in the smoking area. One was a short Asian which my wing quickly isolated while I entertained the tall blond and the African/French tourist. They didn’t understand a word I was saying for a while but it amused everyone and I found that keeping the conversation VERRY basic made it easier to flirt since I didn’t need to be as witty. Anyway it went ok and I shifted my focus over to the black girl who was giving me the anime eyes. While I began physically escalating with the black girl I noticed the white French was burning a hole in my skull akin to the planet of the apes posters. This time I noticed and decided to intervene eventually, she was the alpha bitch of the group and it had to be addressed. Eventually however never came, soon after noticing the red light she was touching me all over after saying something incoherent and I reciprocated without much thought.

My personal policy is equal opportunities, it’s the 21st century. A girl can buy me a rose of off those annoying street vendors and if she touches me on the nipple then guess what, she’s about to be milked haha. Anyway she freaked out and after some confusion it turned out she said ‘’your very touchy it bad’’ I think this is where I lost both of them. I had just lost a shit test that was basically inaudible. In hindsight I should only apply that rule when I’m sure she’s touching me in a flirty or playful manor.

Between 1-2am there was allot of moving about and talking to people/friends/running into people we’ve meet before. I haven’t really got much results in terms of kiss closing that night which was rather unusual for me and the last two girls that were down to fuck I had no ‘’sex location’’ to take them too. Remembering this fact set my subconscious into effect to reinforce and support the belief that I wasn’t doing well that night. When I write this I can see that nothing much happened but my game was ok and more than physical tiredness or lack of eye contact the thing that messed up my last set with a HB8.5 was myself.

After stumbling across a pretty good alley to fuck in (Sex Location acquired wooooop), my feet were killing me so me and my wing sat next to a two set either side. The whole thing from physical touch to talking was good and I knew id reached the hook point when she asked my age and relationship status.

‘’I’m single, what about you’’ I really had absolutely 0 reason to ask, just inviting a shit test for no reason duuuur.

‘’I’m sing, I have a boyfriend’’ she wanted to say single but felt she had to stop herself. Maybe there was one or maybe it was a defence. I teased her about her uncertainty and decided to find out more using styles method of asking so quickly that she would have to tell the truth or stumble thinking up a lie. I asked:

‘’What’s his name?’’

‘‘How long have you been together?’’

And she answered confidently. I think she was telling the truth but she was willing to cheat because she had no objections over my physicality.

I moved the away from the topic when two of her friends, an Indian man and his what appeared to be his girlfriend then came in and said hi. I knew what I had to do. Introduce myself, win over the guy and naturally you win the group then you can isolate, get her number or go further ect. At this point the mental factor kicked in. I never actually thought it but the general feeling at the time was ‘’Im so tired I can’t be assed to win over this guy. She probably does have a bf’’.

I left with ‘’it was nice to meet you’’ and the guy even commented and seemed pretty friendly. It wasn’t an amog or a protective friend. In hindsight it was probably the easiest set ill get in a long time and I didn’t even get a phone number.... CHODE!


Lessons learnt:
• Keep up escalation AND eye contact
• See the red lights and resolve to make them yellow or green IMMIDEATLY
• Do not review how the night is going midway through, if it’s going well I’ll know, if it’s ok or bad then there’s no reason to nitpick and let my subconscious bring up anything to support negative analysis. Simply put, if it’s not going great already all I need to think about is doing better and getting pumped up
• Be 30% More social than you feel.