The Seduction of Rainbow Dash Part 2

Tsod:

Continued from you clicking the previous post button… 😉

Where were we…  Oh ya.

So last time I left off – but to try and get some people learning in the Super Secret Forum, I basically challenged a couple guys with this:

I will buy a couple beers for the person who can actually finish the rest for me, as long as you are 80% accurate… 😉

I did, of course have someone answer that challenge.  His name is Matty-J.  So let me break this down.  The texts will be blue, Matty’s will be Gold and my writing will be this normal light greyish color…  This should be an interesting read.

« Reply #6 on: January 23, 2013, 03:26 PM »

Me: She texted me 15 minutes later and told me I seemed like a nice guy.

Her: “Hmm, he SEEMS like a nice guy” – Tommy Boy

She’s still not convinced, but is open to hearing more. she’s flirting here.

Good.

Me: So the next rational step I could think of was, “Hey . She seems cool and she seems to think I;m cool so we should go adventure in the city. I could show her some cool shit. I could take her to Wicker Park and maybe get her into some place to watch some punk bands or whatever and she could relate and go “Cool! I didn’t even know this part of the city was here!” And we could do the normal shit 2 cool people do together and have this fun.

think that it’s important that you choose a non-specific “safe” location and mentioned that YOU could get her into somewhere implying that she will be taken care of.  

and then you close with the best part which is .. bringing her to a safe place in her mind. 

who doesn’t love feeling like hey, cool I never knew this place was here!

combined with more rational logical subs.. 

Not exactly. What I was doing here was actually being REAL with her. I was salting and peppering the “real and logical” statements, because this is REALLY how I think. I’m an awesome, adventurous guy, with a lot of cool shit going on and all that, so I decided, I can be Mr Cocky Funny, or I can just tell her – “Look, this is who I am.”

Somtimes guys get stuck in Attraction and they forget to downshift and just have real moment “game” (if you want to call it that) for a bit where you show her who you are.

Her: Ah, shush. Alright alright. I need to get some research done first but I can meet you at 8. I’ll probably be at the coffee plac then anyway

sounds like a shit test…wall.. did you guys meet @ the coffee place? it would be a disaster if you ended the convo right here. not enough comfort

Not a shit test at ALL – Guys get in the mindset that everything is a shit test, or you always have to be gaming. I was just real with her so she is like, OK, I ‘ll be real back. At this point I could have actually just stopped the text and she most likely still would have been there. She made up her mind I was ok. However, I actually wanted to just play a little.

In person, when she bites what I am doing in this text is a NO NO! If a girl is ready to go to your place or make out or whatever key moment there is and you over-game, you’re OUT! You can do this in text, text can be fun. Just realize the difference between the two: Fun game in text vs Over game in person.

Me: HOWEVER !

there you go.. step around the wall 
like the however part too.. in caps +! strikes an emotional response of hmm.. what’s he gonna say next it must be important. 

In a way, yes but It’s only for fun. It’s not meant to be a serious line but, ya, it does go with the narrative and creating that sort of silly suspense.

Me: Apparently you have friends in the FBI and they must have found out about my Nefarious Underworld Connections, and that I’m not a cool guy at all but Really I’m one of the 5 Bosses of the Notorious Chicago Drug Cartel. I am surrounded at all times by my bitches and hoes and my collection of Gangster Clients.

now you’ve done it! your not only a cool rational normal guy but you also have a great sense of humor. the point of this is to build comfort with her to show her that.

The comfort was built (at least the TEXT comfort which is NOT the same as REAL TIME comfort at all) 2 texts ago when I was being REAL with her. This is more like DESTROYING any more thoughts of me being dangerous, by being completely outlandish. It’s like if someone were to give me a red flower. Then I told someone about the flower later saying, “It was this bright, red, flower – fucking totally beautiful.”

But then further down the road said to that person, “That flower I told you about… It was this bright-red Glowing flower, that was blindingly bright. When it got dark out I actually could use it as a flashlight it was so fucking glowy. And fuck all this winter shit, that flower was so red and bright it was actually emitting heat. No seriously, I have it on my patio right now so I can go sit out there in shorts and a t-shirt and still be warm.”

That’s a lame example but I took what she gave me, bumped it up a slight notch and then made it into the realms of ridiculous movie shit. The after effect is that I’m fun.

Her: Ahahahahah, wow. Okay, now I think you are entirely too amusing to not talk to again in person

translation: okay I’ll give you a chance to see me but I still don’t feel that comfortable.. and don’t get all creepy

Wrong. Maybe it’s me, but I like to take things like this (when she says something positive about me) at face value. She actually is totally in and saying that I have taken her from uncomfortable about the idea to VERY comfortable about the idea. She’s not saying when I get there she’s going to drop and give me a blowjob, but she is saying “Yes, you seem fun. Ok! I’m totally in!

Me: HAHA! I’ll make sure to wear my big feather hat and purple fur coat.

Have some more comfort. you laugh it off like like haha I amuse you..and then roll with it..just keep stepping around the wall 

True!

Me: See you l8r. I’ll try to keep my bitches in check

okay.. time to end it on a high note. after all, these are only texts. how did you intend to close her? did you guys previously talk about the coffee shop or something? btw off topic but I can’t help but picture you in a fkn purple pimp suit walking into some little quiet coffee shop with all the kids on their laptops being like yo’ bitch! What up! You know what time it is..wonder if she was thinking the same thing..

So she’s going to take a little more work… I made the first date short. It would do me NO GOOD to try and extract this chick our first time out. I don’t care if my game was Super Fucking Magic RossJeffries and Mystery and Hypnotica had a wonderchild, there was no way that this day2 would end up in sex.

So the plan was have a short date. Hit some checkpoints to remove her resistance and instill in her that I’m a safe guy AND get the sexual ball rolling. One without the other would be useless. So I took her to a couple different places in my car and ended up cutting the date short with a timebridge about a couple days from then, i.e. tomorrow night. Also, along the way I made definite escalation. We were talking about fucking and sex and there was this point towards the end of the night where we were in my car, driving her to her neighborhood, where she was talking about the ONLY 1 night stand she ever had.

I piggybacked off the story about the guys she had a 1 night stand with and said, “Sound almost like me. I kinda the same way, but it would be more like plenty of orgasms and no one ever had to know.”

She said, “What kind of orgasms?”

I said, “Plenty.” Then I start my routine about orgasms and why I like giving them. She says, “Nice. I haven’t had an orgasm from someone else in 4 years.” I was like, “You haven’t had one in 4 years?”

She said, “I mean, I can give them to myself but haven’t from other people.”

I looked over at her for about 5 seconds as if observing her and then simply said, “10 minutes.” I could tell she liked that idea. Next date we escalate…

Her: Lol. Don’t forget the cain!

dont’ forget about me!

Now she’s just playing along. It’s a good sign.

Me: Oh you mean my cain with the big crystal and gold rose at the top of it? . Ya. I’ll make sure I have it with me. That how I get RESPECT !

Her: Oh – Kay. . . Lol. Where are me meeting again?

what happens if you do all this and she replies something of the nature.. Lol

do you have to text her back for a place and time? or was that an understanding you guys had to meet up @ the coffee shop?

very cool how you took an objection of her’s reframed it to make you look interesting 
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Ya, from here it’s just – Ok blah blah blah we’re meeting at this place and time blah blah blah. Nothing special. Maybe there were one or 2 more jokes about the drug dealer/pimp stuff but I just wanted to get to logistics and not risk overgaming. Then we meet.

We’ll see what happens tomorrow. You only get 1 beer but you have to buy me one too. You sill have much to learn, grasshopper….

Text is hard shit though. Imagine sucking at text game for YEARS since the inception OF text. Ya, for like 5 LONG YEARS I was fucking HORRIBLE at text game. Sometimes I could make some cool shit happen but it was more luck – what do they call it, conscious competence, but only to a point because it wasn’t even competence until recently. Truth be told I might still be in the Conscious Competence phase, but my text game is phenomenal so it’s more like Conscious Phenomenality (which I think is a word I just made up).

To be continued in part 3

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Setting Up the Date: Texting Made Complicated ;)

Been a long time since I posted.  Sometimes I give, sometimes I take.  It is mine to know which and where.

So this is Hilarious ADVANCED level shit right here.

I NEVER want to forget this text exchange.

Back story, I was with one of my students (you know who you are) and I saw this cool, young chick with Rainbow dyed hair and I opened her and got the number.  (More back story, so much has happened in my life I didn’t even post.  I am starting to wonder if, I just didn’t find it interesting enough to share even though so much of it was completely relevant to my DreamPath.  Maybe one day.  Meanwhile now in my life I am coaching guys, teaching them to date.)

I was supposed to hang out with her a few nights ago and she flaked. She’s 20 – it’s expected.

Then she didn’t but she texted me and I was able to reframe her earlier shit into another date which is supposed to be tonight.

So today I sent her a text for fun since we made the date like 3 or 4 days ago. I don’t always recommend this unless you can do it the right way, because checking can KILL the seduction since you come across as Needy and Weak.

This is the kind of shit I do with women that I wish I could ALWAYS share but then I forget and regret it later when I never get around to it and forget or the texts get erased or whatever.

Here we go. See if you cats can pick out what I’m doing. I will be happy to explain it later. If you can break this apart and pick up all the subtle nuances you will be a text fucking MASTER.

Me: And yes HB Rainbow Dash . . . To answer the question that is buzzing around in your head from time to time, We are still on for 8pm tonight

Later…

HB Rainbow Dash: I don’t think I’ll be meeting you tonight, , , I’m sorry if you changed your plans around for it but I think this whole situation is just kind of weird. The couple of people I told you about think you are probably a drug dealer.

Me: HAHAHA ! That’s Hilarious! This is a GREAT story to tell my friends 🙂 Drug Dealer . . LOL It’s so ridiculous I can’t even be offended you just said that

Her: Why else do you have clients at night, know tons of women, and won’t tell me anything about yourself. . .

Me: Wait. How am I supposed to tell you about myself? We met for like 5 minutes . . You want me to text you my life story?

Her: No, but it’s also the fact that you’re twice my age and asked me out as a complete stranger. It’s just out of the ordinary

Me: And fyi. I work Day AND Night w my clients . Not just Nights. And I don’t recall you even asking me What I do? you’re so cute and funny all at once

Her: I have things planned for Saturday anyway, from 5 until 10 or so

Me: How am I twice your age? Lol . . We never even talked about age. Actually I’m 4 times your age. 79 I just look Really Young for my age . . 🙂

Her: Haha. Because you look way older than me. What is it you want from me anyway. 😉

Me: Hahaha. This is AWESOME! You have this whole Fantasy built about me from meeting me for 5 minutes and 5 texts 🙂 You TOTALLY watch too many movies

Her: No I don’t! People get abducted and raped, and how am I to know you’re not a creeper

Me: I’ll tell answer your question in a second but let me get this straight. So I’m a Fifty year old Drug Dealer who lives a secret night-life surrounded by women and my seedy underworld clientele. And you scientifically came to that conclusion how exactly ?

Her: Hahaha/ That’s basically what my friends have chalked you up to, yes. But 40, not 50. So you think there is absolutely nothing sketchy about an older man approaching a young woman as a complete stranger, and asking for her number and to go out to clubs?

Me: Hahaha! Could it be that I’m just a cool, social guy? Might it be that simple? I mean sure, that sounds a LOT crazier than Underworld Drug Boss. BUT might I just be a normal, cool, attractive guy with a lot of friends who just lives a fun life?

Lol. Yes it could, but I’d rather not risk my life in an unfamiliar city with a strange man who could easily drug and/or overpower me

Me: Ok. So to answer your question. What do I want? I saw a cool looking woman with orange hair. (Rainbow apparently) so I started talking to her. Pretty normal, right? So then She seemed like she might be kind of cool and fun so I did the normal thing and exchhanged numbers with her. She texted me 15 minutes later and told me I seemed like a nice guy.

Her: “Hmm, he SEEMS like a nice guy” – Tommy Boy

Me: So the next rational step I could think of was, “Hey . She seems cool and she seems to think I’m cool so we should go adventure in the city. I could show her some cool shit. I could take her to Wicker Park and maybe get her into some place to watch some punk bands or whatever and she could relate and go “Cool! I didn’t even know this part of the city was here!” And we could do the normal shit 2 cool people do together and have this fun.

Her: Ah, shush. Alright alright. I need to get some research done first but I can meet you at 8. I’ll probably be at the coffee plac then anyway

Me: HOWEVER !

Me: Apparently you have friends in the FBI and they must have found out about my Nefarious Underworld Connections, and that I’m not a cool guy at all but Really I’m one of the 5 Bosses of the Notorious Chicago Drug Cartel. I am surrounded at all times by my bitches and hoes and my collection of Gangster Clients.

Her: Ahahahahah, wow. Okay, now I think you are entirely too amusing to not talk to again in person

Me: HAHA! I’ll make sure to wear my big feather hat and purple fur coat.

Me: See you l8r. I’ll try to keep my bitches in check

Her: Lol. Don’t forget the cain!

Me: Oh you mean my cain with the big crystal and gold rose at the top of it? . Ya. I’ll make sure I have it with me. That how I get RESPECT !

Her: Oh – Kay. . . Lol. Where are me meeting again?

By the way, to see the BREAKDOWN of SPECIFICALLY what I was doing in this text conversation scroll down to the bottom of this page to click the next article arrow on the bottom right called “The Seduction of Rainbow Dash Part 1”  In that is the specific mindsets, ideas and tactics I used to get this chick out with me.

Enjoi.