Hey Guys,

So I'm just gonna post this here and would welcome any feedback.

This is copied from an e-mail I sent my buddies after coming back to my hometown last week determined to try some game. So obviously you guys will know all the acronyms but the definitions of them are in there for my friends who are less fluent in Game speak.

Feel free to skip to night 2 for a genuine Game FR, night one was just some unexpected awesomeness which I hope you'll find amusing and which likely will continue to effect the rest of my summer (Brittany and Lucky and I are going cloths shopping today for example). I think I'm probably a bit nerdier than most on this forum, so heres an excelent chance you won't understand what I'm saying for night one; In that case just relax and go to night two. Night one just helps set up the rest of the report, so sorry that I go a bit in-depth on the halo stuff... But seriously, the rest of it after that is 100% Game related.

Let me know if you enjoy this (it's pretty funny). If you guys do enjoy it then I plan on submitting these until I successfully lose my v-card (I'm 21 and heart-set on making the most of this summer).

Anyways here goes:


Night 1
So I got back to -my home town- I was hanging out with "Wild" and the night was fairly uneventful until around 11:00 when "Lucky" showed up. Surprisingly the epic tale of this night does not occur in a club or bar, it occurs in front of a couple of TV screens. Lucky, Wild, and I decided to play some Halo, and Lucky mentioned that he had called up a girl to join us for Halo. I was pretty certain that even though Lucky surrounds himself exclusively with HB8's --HB= hot babe, 8 is the ranking out of ten-- and better, that any girl who claims to be pretty good at halo and actually enjoyed it had to be about as hot a not particularly seductive turnip. Actually I had already been proven wrong on this assumption earlier this year, but I figured lightning couldn't strike twice. But I was wrong, holey smokes was I wrong. If I do post this to a forum it will likely be to boast that I spent the evening owning Lucky and Wild at halo with an incredibly cool and yet super hot chick (ooh paradox see what I did there?).

Anyone who is only interested in Game and chicks and whatnot can feel free to skip this next part, but I feel I just have to explain exactly how much ownage there was here. Plus how often do Halo and hot chicks come hand in hand? Not often friends, not often. So I may as well write about it now.

Halo Games
So I had had about three or four beers by now which helps explain the events that follow. Because as any of my friends on the island will tell you, once I get a few brewskis in me I actually transcend Halo to the point where I am the crosshairs and my heart pumps blood and pwnage to the rate of battle rifle bursts. Yes, Brittany was about to experience what it was like to play Halo with a Halo God. The first game ended something like 50 to 37 for Brittany and I, the Dream Team as we would later call ourselves. I was 4shotting noobs and telling jokes and making us both laugh our heads off. Though of course I was only part of the laughter, there's only one thing you can do when you have no shields, turn around cause there's a red dot on your radar, only to see that your opponents face is glowing in the azure light of plasma grenade expertly tossed by your smoking hot ally.

After informing Lucky and Wild that they could feel free to turn down the suck, the second game began. Wild and Lucky had picked the map (guardian), with no weapon changes. You know, sharing a moment is always a beautiful thing, whether it be on a long roadtrip, a cool night in a tropical country, or in gold room each of you wielding a hammer and pounding your opponent's faces into the ground again and again. Ok, so maybe we didn't share a moment, but it was still freaking hilarious. We were absolutely on fire, and not in the way Lucky and Wild wanted us to be (incinerated). At one point Wild got the idea that he could snipe us out of gold room. Unfortunately he couldn't get a shot on my as I jumped across to blue. Nor could he turn in time to avoid the fourth and fatal shot of my BR as I took him out and returned to the magnificent site of Brittany continuing her hammer killing spree. The game ended up 50 to 25, I went +20, Brittany +5. By the way Lucky, try launching a grenade or two next time.

Third game they challenged us to rockets... Yeah... That's probably not a good idea. I don't remember the score of this game, but it was a pretty massive stomping, I think we steaktaculered them again (a verb which Brittany actually used... Seriously, can chicks get more awesome than this!?) -PUA forum people, steaktackulered just means doubled or better their score. I'm pretty much a tank at rockets lol-

Fourth game was swords. And it began like any other game. Brittany and I double penetrated Lucky and then turned our sites to Wild. Charging in from both sides we never saw it coming. Brittany was immediately skewered as Wild sidestepped her lunge and B-Slashed her side. I came to avenge my fallen comrade and lunged, he sidestepped as I followed suit, parrying my lunge his second swing was faster and I crumpled, shocked at event that had just transpired. Wild, it seems, is a worthy swordsman. It was a clash of the titans as we warred back and forth, giving no quarter and asking none in return. Brittany and I made a comeback from a 7 point deficit. Only for Wild to tie it up at 47. We hit 48, then Brittany was down and they were at 48. Lucky was wisely cowering in a corner as Wild faced us down for the final time. We champions met one final time, but, as Hector was slain by Achilles, so too did the better swordsman win out this day. Wild ended up +16, I had +14, and the game ended 50 to 48 for them. Also there was a ghost and splatters in there somewhere I think. (It was on isolation).


But I digress...

So basically, Brittany got a chance to see me at my best, and that was awesome, and the pwnage and booze boosted my confidence so I was funny too. Unfortunately it seems she has feelings for Lucky, but hey, she'll make an excellent "pivot" (I know that sounds objectifying but it's not that bad, a pivot is basically a female wingman, a girl who will make you look good while picking up chicks.)

Night Two:
Two nights later I get my first real Game in, I met up with Lucky at the club at around 12:45. A bit later than I would've liked but in retrospect the night was still very young indeed, just the way I like them (lol jk).

Set One:
I figured that I needed to show Lucky that I haven't been just wasting my time on "school" and "good grades," and "marks," lately, I had also been studying The Game, and now it was time to put it into action. After a couple shots of tequila (my "home run swing" according to Lucky who bought them for me), and beer in hand (also purchased by Lucky), I approached a 3set, two HBs (an 8 and a 7) one AMOG (alpha male of the group), though the AMOG was a fairly geeky looking guy. The AMOG was in the middle between the target on the left and the other girl on the right. I approached from the front and asked them what they thought of my tuque. Gesturing with my hand to indicate thumbs up (big smile) or thumbs down (eye roll). The girl on the right gives a thumbs up, the target gives a thumbs down, perfect. "Ok buddy it's your call, yay or nay to the Canada Olympic tuque?" I ask the AMOG. After the usual gladiatorial raising of the neutral thumb he grins and gives me a thumbs up. I high five him, and the girl on the right. The target raises her hand for a high five. "No" I say, shaking my head and smiling. She playfully punches me in the shoulder and we get talking as her two friends wander off a bit to give us some space. I learn that her name is Samantha and inform Lucky of this as he joins our conversation. Eventually the conversation gets a little stale so we head off, hopefully to see her again a little later in the night. (Unfortunately that wouldn't be the case, but it was still a GREAT start).

Set 1.5:
This didn't really count because Lucky already knew them but as these two girls walked by us he tapped one on the shoulder and says "Hey remember me!?" They didn't but that didn't stop Lucky, who soon negged the hotter one (they had turned the conversation to "why should I remember you" and he turned it to "well why should I remember YOU?" or something, I forget exactly cause it was a couple nights out). I contributed with "who DOESN'T know -Lucky's Name-?" But the girls were on a misson so we let them go.

Set Two:
Lucky is at least moderately impressed by my display of Game with Set One, and opens a five set of girls by tapping one on the arm (it actually worked too, though I don't think I could get away with that). They talk and tease a little bit and bring me into the conversation. But then the leader of this little group, TheIceQueen if you will, pulls us aside and tells us that "sorry guys this is just a girls night out." Dang. Also yeah I guess she doesn't exactly deserve to be deemed TheIceQueen but whatever, it's my story so she's TheIceQueen k?

Set Three:
Lucky is determined to successfully open a set. He finds some girls he had spoken to earlier and goes to work. I wish I could've heard what he had said but whatever it was, this girl was lauging her ass off, to the point where her freind comes in and hugs her away. I retaliate by hugging Lucky away and declaring "how dare you! this man is a delicate flower! don't go breaking his heart!" and start talking to the friend of Lucky's target which had tried to cockblock Lucky. TheFriend apperently thought she had some dance moves and was fireballing (that rave thing with the hands that freaking everyone can do) and declaring she had never been to a rave or done E. I mirror her move and say me neither, and then bust out my signature arm crossing thingamig move that I've been doing since grade ten. She did something and I busted out the egyptian. It was pretty sweet. Eventually we moved on though, but this night does have a happy ending eventually.

Set Four:
One of the better displays of Game I saw that night was when I kind of failed to open this 2set of girls with the tuque opinion opener I had used earlier that night. They both gave me sideways thumbs, I tried to think of somewhere to go with that ("oh what is this" hold up thumb, "some kinda..." probably shoulda said something like "woh dynamite" and make an exploding motion with it or something, but I didn't think of that at the time and just trailed off). So it was looking like we were gonna lose this set without even getting so much as an IOI (indicator of interest, such as the light punch in the shoulder I got earlier), or getting a good neg in. Then Lucky steps in, and the girls snap to attention. They're smaller girls so Lucky wonders about their age. One of them says snarkily "fourteen". And Lucky proclaims to the other girl loudly, aha, I thought you looked around twelve!" Or something like that, it was a solid neg (something about age and "twelve" is all I can remember). The girls laughed and I laughed. It was pretty loud so I dunno what happened after that but they moved on and we continued patrolling the club.

Set Five:
Long story short: Lucky opens a set, they start talking to him. Then this hulk of a boyfriend (he literally looked like a young Mike Tyson), comes up and puts his arm around the target.

Set 5.5
We try talking to TheIceQueens group again but to no avail.

Finale:
Lucky and I sit down at a table with a couple of beers. We talk for a bit then this chick just walks up to a about meter away from us and just stands there. I nudge Lucky and he beckons the girl over. She says her name is Stephenie and points to her freind and that friend's boyfriend who're fighting about something. She talks to us for a bit and rejoins her friend. A little later she comes over to talk again, and then has to go and actually break up the fight between her friend and her friend's boyfriend. I call her a hero for that, but then this big Mexican guy (at least he had a heavy mexican accent and was latin american), comes up and starts talking to her and I havn't developped AMOGing (out alphaing the alpha basically) skills yet. Eventually we meet this girl outside and Lucky asks if we can get her number which she types into my iPhone. (Woot, first number close! Even though it was mostly Lucky's doing, it still was pretty sweet).

And then Brittany drove us home. Remember when I said she had a thing for Lucky? Yeah I think I really figured that out when she started a conversation with Lucky with "so how old was I when we first slept together?" a statistic which I will not reveal here (naughty naughty Lucky!)

Night Three:
So yesterday I met up with my friend "Nadz" who had just gotten into town the day before and we ended up having a few beers with some of our mutual friends before meeting up with Lucky who drove Nadz and I to the pub. Now Lucky is a beast in the club, but had no faith in bar Game. As far as he knew it didn't exist, so it was time for Nadz and I to convert the nonbeliever. I go first and try to open a 3Set but kind of crash and burn on this one. Then I ask Nadz to try a set and teach him Style's Two-Part Kiss Opener to use. I point out the set I think he should try it on and he walks up and turns away from that set towards some other sets I had noticed. I wait for him to return, my smile growing wider with each passing minute. Yes, Nadz had gone up and tried the 2-Part Kiss Opener. Lucky and I wait in eager anticipation until finally Nadz returns and tells us the good news. The opener failed... Kinda, but not really. Nadz has excellent amounts of natural game and quickly confessed "so actually my friend just made that story up so I could talk to you guys". They wanted to continue that conversation and also talk to the guy who had gotten Nadz up there: me. So we go up and they seem alright at first. I think at the start of the conversation they were both at least 6.5s, maybe 7s, possibly one 7 and a 6.5, however in my mind this would change quickly. Currently I'm not e-mailing this to any chicks, which is a shame because I have something that the entire female gender needs to hear: Please, please don't talk about puking up blood k. That is some gross, weird shit... Anyways, we keep talking and I start throwing in any other Game techniques I can think of, including a somewhat unnecessary time constraint (unnecessary seeing as how they were just about to pay the bill anyways). Our game works and the girls ask for our numbers, so I say I need to look mine up and pull out my phone and fiddle around a bit before the gross, blood-puking girl offers to give me her number. I really wish I could've gotten the other girl's number for Nadz, but I couldn't think of a way of saying "hey can we get your number too?" which didn't imply the truth that we only wanted that number so we didn't have to ever talk to BloodPuker ever again.

The night's awesomeness continued though as we talked to friends we hadn't seen in a while, and then Lucky called over Brittany and this other girl (Dani). The night before I had gotten ahold of Lucky's phone and texted Brittany a few of my uniquely hilarious texts, but I still hadn't gotten her number yet. So I wanted to get her number, just for the confidence boost that comes with that, and yeah that's pretty much what happened. I just handed her my phone and she typed in her name and number, which is exciting even if she just ends up being a wingwoman.

Result after 5 days:
Three phone numbers of girls I hadn't met before I came back here. That's pretty awesome any way you slice it. And even if I just occasionally send Brittany funny texts and she occasionally pwns people at halo or helps out with clothing selection or something, that's pretty cool. So all in all a great start to the summer. Hope you enjoyed this first field report.