So the holidays are over, and I'm now back at school. I had a rough start my first week back, it was almost like I had no game at all. Every night we went out all of my friends were getting chicks and I wound up getting absurdly drunk and going home to cuddle with my pillows, not really but you get the point. So this thursday night I gave myself a nice slap in the face before we went out as a wakeup call and reminder of what my priorities are. First we drove down to Atlantic City and went to the newest casino the Borgata, as we entered club mixx inside the casino I immediately went into gear and literally started gaming every broad in the place. I left with 3 number closes and a kiss (might I add she had the worst breath I have ever ever ever ever smelled in my life, also the reason she didn't come home with me). So we went back to our school to my friends apartment who was having a nice sized party. I stopped home first to change into something more casual. As I walked in, I set my sights immediately onto this HB 7/8 and walked right up to her and turned my back so that she was shadowed behind me and boxed out from the beer pong that had been going on at the time. I spoke loudly and carried on with a few people that I am familiar with, I felt her move to my right as if she was trying to see what was going on. I then immediately turned quickly and knocked her drink all over my peacocking shirt. She began to apologize profusely and so the discussion began.

HB- "Oh! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to...blah blah blahhhhhh"
Me- "I was getting too hot anyway, thanks for cooling me off, but next time you want me to take my shirt off you don't have to get me all wet first."
HB- "I don't want you take your shirt off!"
Me- "Not yet you don't"
HB- "Yeah right you wish"
Me- "I don't have to wish to take my shirt off, thats something I can do on my own"
HB- "Shut up! You know what I meant!"
Me- "Well it looks like you need another beer as bad as I do."

I then just abruptly walked away without any further instructions, she followed right behind me and was pretty much on my ass since the party had gotten extremely crowded since the 20 minutes that had passed when I first entered. We walked over to the keg in the far corner of the apartment, filled our cups, and began to talk again. (The shirt I was wearing said "FUCK WAR" in big bold letters)

HB- "Fuck War? I like your shirt, I'm guessing you don't like George Bush"
Me- "Not just him, all of them"
HB- "But don't you think its necessary?"
Me- "Fighting for Peace is like Fucking for Virginity..." (canned line for that shirt, hahah)
HB- "Hahaha, thats cute, and true...Whats your name? I've never seen you around here before, where did you come from?"
Me- (Ignoring both questions because I saw an opportunity to showoff outside when a group of my friends and random kids had formed a freestyle circle outside) "I need some fresh air theres too many people in here, I'll come check on you later, don't spill any more drinks while I'm gone..."
HB- "I'll come out with you I want to smoke a cigarette"
Me- "Ewwww cigarettes, thats a disgusting habit darling. You just ruined your chances of getting my shirt off tonight!" (NEG/Making me the prize)

Without giving her time to respond I headed for the door and walked right into the freestyle session despite the fact that I really didn't want to be outside in the 20 degree winter weather. I was in the cypher for about 20 minutes when I turned around and realized that she had taken a seat on a nearby bench with one of her friends that was actually way hotter than she was. From where I was standing I could watch them without letting them see that I was paying close attention. After the session was over I grabbed my long time friend / wingman and told him to play along. We approached the two of them and since I had not done so earlier I decided now was a good time to share my name with her as I introduced my friend, we all exchanged late greetings toward one another and then continued.

ME- "What are you goofballs doing out here still? Did you have fun with your cancer stick sweetie?"
HB- "I didn't smoke it, you made me feel guilty. How do you guys do that when your white?"
WINGMAN- "Hahahahahaha, you think that because we're white we can't rhyme?"
HB2- "What are you guys the new eminems?" (WEAK ATTEMPT AT A NEG?)
ME- "Actually, more along the lines of Vanilla Ice."

*CHICK LAUGHTER*

HB- "No but seriously that was pretty good, I have just never seen that before. Will guys do that again for us it was so cool? (IOI)"
ME- "Maybe later if you are lucky."

We then walked inside after a few more minutes of bullshitting with them. Inside she stayed close the entire time, as I continued to show very little interest in her or anything she had to say. After a few more minutes of ignoring her I decided that it was time to move in and actually game her now. I told her to sign us up for beer-pong and she did so, when she came back she grabbed my arm and was jumping around like a kid on christmas day telling me how great she was at pong and how we were going to win all night (IOI) she then handed some girl her camera and wanted a picture with me (IOI). I then told her that I needed to run back to my apartment to get some liquor since the keg was running low and I didn't feel like standing in line. She asked if she could come check out my place (IOI) (I live in on-campus housing so everything is very close), of course I agreed and told her only if she doesn't nag me about rapping to her. When we got to my apartment which looked like it had been through WWI, WW2, and WW3...I immediately took her into my bedroom which I keep clean. I saw this as a perfect opportunity to do a few quick and easy moves on her. Once again I was paying little interest in her sexually, but I took my shirt off and changed it, when I was done I looked her at her...smiled and said thanks for ruining my outfit for the night. I knew that she already was fascinated by the simple things I was saying and doing, so my room would fascinate her even more, she sat on my bed (IOI) and began asking me about:

-The painting on my wall...What is it? Who made it? Where did I get it? blah blah (IOI)

-My rather large collection of books...Do I read all of them? (no bitch I just buy them so girls like you can look at them, yes I read them), why do I read so much? blah blah blah (IOI)

-My bong...How is it that you smoke and yet you seem to be smart? ect ect (IOI)

Then, she spotted exactly what I had taken her in my room for in the first place, my several decks of tarot cards. She was immediately fixated on them and insisted that I do a reading on her. At first I refused and told her that I had done too many recently and wasn't focused enough to give her the reading she deserved. As I went to reach for the door she grabbed my other hand and pulled me at her with more force than I thought her little ass actually had in her. When I turned around our lips were practically locked already so I saw that this was the final IOI that I needed. We kissed for a few minutes and my cell phone rang, so going with the flow that I was already on tonight (not showing incredible interest in her) I opted to answer it. It had been my wingman who is also my roomate asking if I wanted to rip some bongs with him. He came in with her friend and we all sat around smoking bongs and continuing with chit chat. I tried my new and improved "strawberry fields" test on her (see routines) and we ran the best friends test which they played into so well. After we were done smoking, my wingman and the friend that I introduced him to left and she once again demanded I give her a tarot card read. So, seeing that she wanted to do it that bad I told her she had to rub my back while I read her cards. I laid on my bed took my shirt off and began to layout the read. She sat on me and rubbed my back as I asked her the question or type of tarot read she wanted.....blah blah blah....

After the read I turned around so that she was sitting on my frontside, to my surprise, she had already taken the liberty of removing her shirt. No need for anymore details, mission accomplished.


*NOTE- This is a basic summary of my new method I have been using which I call NIOSI, for no indication of sexual interest. I show intelligence, wit, cockiness, confidence, any ability that I can showoff without actually looking like I am, and mysteriousness. I have actually been using it in different forms for a while now, but recently have nailed it to the point that it works with utter ease.

**NOTE- I will being doing a full write-up on this method once I work out all of the kinks in it. I do realize that it is not the most proficient method because if it is not done correctly, or if the girl does not bite the bait then you are screwed out of a fuck for the night. But regardless, I will have a full and detailed description of certain things you should be doing if you are trying to do such a method. I would not attempt this method to anyone who is new to the game, its more of a technique to use once you have been around the block a few times.

***NOTE- Any feedback on this method regardless of whether you think it is good or bad is very appreciated.

****NOTE- I'll throw her picture up here once it allows me to, for some reason it isn't working tonight. She is actually the girl in my avatar, you can see my FUCK WAR shirt and the big mark that she left on me.

I like the method you're working on, but I agree it seems like you walk a fine line between using it to success or blowing it. In your report it looks like you had a flawless night as far as I can tell hehe. Good job

In your method I actually see elements of what I use. It's not totally on purpose, but sometimes I just take the "indifference" thing too far and somehow the target gets more interested. I haven't used this for a full close yet, because I'm working out some holes in my game...it's just a matter of having time for more fieldwork.

I'm interested to see how you'll develop your method. Keep us posted.

~Muse

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I'm not trying to be a dick.
But I'm going to be honest.

I don't really see much difference here than in what is taught in other methods.
Other than putting things on hold to pick up your cell phone.
Which is just an IOD, combined with push-pull.


Mini-breakdown:
* You used "cocky/funny" (humorous remarks)
and "stealing her frame" (insinuating that she was after you, sexually)
in the first setup, when she spilled her drink on you.
* Then you used your form of "peacocking" with your shirt,
and more "cocky/funny" with the smoking comment.
* Then you DHV'd with your free-styling.
* Blah blah blah, fluff...
* You took her to your room, full of "props". Makes you look intriguing, conversation starters, etc.
* Tarot card thing = DHV. Plus you made her jump through your hoop before you'd read her (rubbing your back... which also escalated kino).
*Etc.
And underlying all of that, you used two cardinal PUA rules:
1) Show disinterest, make her chase you.
2) Be indifferent to the outcome.


So do I really see any significantly new method?
Not really.

But that's just my opinion.

If there is a more in-depth thing you've got going, do tell.
I'm always up for new ideas.

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like i said in the other post this was a simple dumbed down version. you are correct when you point out all the dhv, peacocking, blah blah blah. i did do all of those things. the new method is a collaboration of many things that i learned over the years. i did not imply that this method does not use several of the main foundations of being a pua. the idea is that NIOSI is a method or path to follow, a method being something that uses several techniques (old and new) to create an almost effortless flow.

i appreciate any criticism so don't worry about offending me.
thanks again.

I get what you're saying.
I suppose it just needs to be put down in a definitive source.

Realizing what I do (combine multiple methods into one complete platform of success),
I think alot of guys develop their own "method" of sorts.

Write your method, detailed, whenever you get around to it.
I'd love to review it.

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