XANEUS
Senior Don Juan
I went to a strip club with my wing last night to work on our
stripper game because if you can pull from there, IMO you can pull
from anywhere as long as logistics don't **** you up. I wore an
extremely flashy hat as a prop to be absolutely sure we got opened.
We planted ourselves at a table in a high traffic area and waited for
the games to begin. Ideally, the strip club should have been dead
which it DEFINITELY was not. This posed a problem, but in the end,
not in insurmountable one.
For a few minutes as we talked amongst ourselves, it looked as though
we might not get opened, but then one of the dancers (HBStripperFace
8.5) came over and told me someone was going to steal my hat, so it
might as well be her. She asked if she could wear it, so I went into
immediate qualification mode:
"You have to be very special to wear this hat"
"Maybe… if you pass my test"
"Ooh… I see, you just like me for my hat"
Unable to come up with adequate responses at this point, she fell
back on her social 10 status with "would you like a dance?"
I busted her customer frame, and got her sitting to take my test. I
ran the girlfriend test (which of course I would NEVER explicitly
call by that name this early in a sarge), then threw a bunch of
frames of her being dangerous and just out to take advantage of me
and my friend. Weird thing was I didn't have to even throw hard
negs. The hardest neg I did was when I gestured to give her my hat
for a 30 second trial period, and then pulled it away since she
was "getting all grabby" and made her re-earn it. Somehow the
subject of childhood memories came up, so I went into the anchoring
DHV routine which absolutely captivated her. Cue the IOIs.
After a few more minutes, she had to go on stage, but on her way to
the stage, she turned and begged for the hat on stage. I walked over
melodramatically and handed it to her where all the club could see
with, "but you'd better give it back." Now she was locked in.
In her on stage interval, another stripper (HBSweet 8) came by and
asked if we'd like a dance. We broke her customer frame as well, and
made her sit with us and try to convince us that she was sweet and
innocent deep down. It was fun and good social proof.
HBStripperface came over to return the hat and we blatantly ignored
her while talking to the HBSweet. She then asked for the hat back so
she could make more money… I told her she really needed to get some
clothing of HER OWN, but in the end I relented because legitimately
she went up to a 9 with the hat on.
After HBSweet had to go dance, HBStripperface came back and
practically BEGGED me to tell her more about anchoring. It was a
lucky topic for me to have stumbled upon.
This is where it gets WEIRD. She has one very negative childhood
anchor, so when I told her how to set and change anchors, she
literally started crying. She had to change the subject like 5
different times throughout the night because crying is bad for
business.
She got super-effusive and would NOT shut up about how amazing I was
and how I was a godsend to her, and how she's been working on this
problem and now I'm like an angel sent to her with the solution etc.
Very freaky… like to the point where I felt like if I said anything
not 100% nice I could blow her out at any moment. She was totally
fragile.
I've gotten good, or even great reactions and legit IOIs from
strippers before, but nothing like this. Still, the problem in these
situations is trying to close. Most strippers (I believe) have a
very strict personal policy about not seeing people who come into the
club. There was no way I could close her, so I had to wait for her
to close me.
At one point she started to realize just how far into state she was,
and how sexually powerless I'd made her, so she started **** testing
me about how without the hat she wouldn't notice me cause I'm so
average looking, and how nothing about me stands out. I did a
backturn, but she still kept going, so eventually, I turned around,
looked her straight in the eyes like a disappointed parent, and
said "glad I could be average for you."
She literally burst into tears and ran away into the back room.
So I was thinking to myself, "****, how the **** did THAT blow her
out?!" I was discussing it with my wing who assured me that I wasn't
blown out.
About five minutes later, she came back over to our table and
apologized for like five minutes and told me repeatedly about how I
was SOO amazing and how she'd called her friend to tell her that
she'd met the most amazing person who she could just talk to on a
level like she'd never been able to with anyone before etc. She kept
dropping hints about how I'd be a part of her life forever, and how
she wished we could talk so much more and get to know eachother.
I played this down for the most part, but at one point I did say, "we
should get together some other time"… which I think ALMOST blew me
out again. At that point she said she had to "go make money" but
that she'd be back. Again though, my wing assured me that it was
still ON. Thanks dude. You may be semi-newbie, but you rock.
I KNEW she was literally IN LOVE with me, but I also knew I could not
close, so what was I to do. I was wracking my brain. Fortunately I
didn't have to worry about it. She came back, tried massively hard
to qualify herself to me for like half an hour, and then number
closed me. I resisted the close, and then finally acquiesced like
the sixth time she hinted at it (by this time, the hints were pretty
blatant). She started quizzing me about whether I had a girlfriend
who would be jealous if we hung out sometime, or asking me what kinds
of thinks I like to do, and telling me how much she liked each and
every one as well, and how much she'd love to come see me play soccer
etc… So basically after getting the number, I listened to her
compliment me for like 20 minutes straight and then we said our
goodbyes. On the way out, she gave me the extensive treatise on when
would be good times to call her and how I should keep calling if I
didn't get through at first because she doesn't turn her phone on all
the time etc.
My wing assures me it's solid. Hey, he was right about everything
else.
I don't know if I really want to follow through, though it would be
phenomenal practice. In any case, I think it was a decent sarge even
if it was a bit lucky.
One question though: This girl is like an 8.5. There's a girl in
the same club who is a legitimate 10. I want the 10. Is there any
way I could have had choice in this situation. I mean really, it was
all just a matter of which girl came over to my table. Is there any
way in future I can set it up I get the one I really wanted? Anyone
who has experience with this?
Cheers,
XANEUS
stripper game because if you can pull from there, IMO you can pull
from anywhere as long as logistics don't **** you up. I wore an
extremely flashy hat as a prop to be absolutely sure we got opened.
We planted ourselves at a table in a high traffic area and waited for
the games to begin. Ideally, the strip club should have been dead
which it DEFINITELY was not. This posed a problem, but in the end,
not in insurmountable one.
For a few minutes as we talked amongst ourselves, it looked as though
we might not get opened, but then one of the dancers (HBStripperFace
8.5) came over and told me someone was going to steal my hat, so it
might as well be her. She asked if she could wear it, so I went into
immediate qualification mode:
"You have to be very special to wear this hat"
"Maybe… if you pass my test"
"Ooh… I see, you just like me for my hat"
Unable to come up with adequate responses at this point, she fell
back on her social 10 status with "would you like a dance?"
I busted her customer frame, and got her sitting to take my test. I
ran the girlfriend test (which of course I would NEVER explicitly
call by that name this early in a sarge), then threw a bunch of
frames of her being dangerous and just out to take advantage of me
and my friend. Weird thing was I didn't have to even throw hard
negs. The hardest neg I did was when I gestured to give her my hat
for a 30 second trial period, and then pulled it away since she
was "getting all grabby" and made her re-earn it. Somehow the
subject of childhood memories came up, so I went into the anchoring
DHV routine which absolutely captivated her. Cue the IOIs.
After a few more minutes, she had to go on stage, but on her way to
the stage, she turned and begged for the hat on stage. I walked over
melodramatically and handed it to her where all the club could see
with, "but you'd better give it back." Now she was locked in.
In her on stage interval, another stripper (HBSweet 8) came by and
asked if we'd like a dance. We broke her customer frame as well, and
made her sit with us and try to convince us that she was sweet and
innocent deep down. It was fun and good social proof.
HBStripperface came over to return the hat and we blatantly ignored
her while talking to the HBSweet. She then asked for the hat back so
she could make more money… I told her she really needed to get some
clothing of HER OWN, but in the end I relented because legitimately
she went up to a 9 with the hat on.
After HBSweet had to go dance, HBStripperface came back and
practically BEGGED me to tell her more about anchoring. It was a
lucky topic for me to have stumbled upon.
This is where it gets WEIRD. She has one very negative childhood
anchor, so when I told her how to set and change anchors, she
literally started crying. She had to change the subject like 5
different times throughout the night because crying is bad for
business.
She got super-effusive and would NOT shut up about how amazing I was
and how I was a godsend to her, and how she's been working on this
problem and now I'm like an angel sent to her with the solution etc.
Very freaky… like to the point where I felt like if I said anything
not 100% nice I could blow her out at any moment. She was totally
fragile.
I've gotten good, or even great reactions and legit IOIs from
strippers before, but nothing like this. Still, the problem in these
situations is trying to close. Most strippers (I believe) have a
very strict personal policy about not seeing people who come into the
club. There was no way I could close her, so I had to wait for her
to close me.
At one point she started to realize just how far into state she was,
and how sexually powerless I'd made her, so she started **** testing
me about how without the hat she wouldn't notice me cause I'm so
average looking, and how nothing about me stands out. I did a
backturn, but she still kept going, so eventually, I turned around,
looked her straight in the eyes like a disappointed parent, and
said "glad I could be average for you."
She literally burst into tears and ran away into the back room.
So I was thinking to myself, "****, how the **** did THAT blow her
out?!" I was discussing it with my wing who assured me that I wasn't
blown out.
About five minutes later, she came back over to our table and
apologized for like five minutes and told me repeatedly about how I
was SOO amazing and how she'd called her friend to tell her that
she'd met the most amazing person who she could just talk to on a
level like she'd never been able to with anyone before etc. She kept
dropping hints about how I'd be a part of her life forever, and how
she wished we could talk so much more and get to know eachother.
I played this down for the most part, but at one point I did say, "we
should get together some other time"… which I think ALMOST blew me
out again. At that point she said she had to "go make money" but
that she'd be back. Again though, my wing assured me that it was
still ON. Thanks dude. You may be semi-newbie, but you rock.
I KNEW she was literally IN LOVE with me, but I also knew I could not
close, so what was I to do. I was wracking my brain. Fortunately I
didn't have to worry about it. She came back, tried massively hard
to qualify herself to me for like half an hour, and then number
closed me. I resisted the close, and then finally acquiesced like
the sixth time she hinted at it (by this time, the hints were pretty
blatant). She started quizzing me about whether I had a girlfriend
who would be jealous if we hung out sometime, or asking me what kinds
of thinks I like to do, and telling me how much she liked each and
every one as well, and how much she'd love to come see me play soccer
etc… So basically after getting the number, I listened to her
compliment me for like 20 minutes straight and then we said our
goodbyes. On the way out, she gave me the extensive treatise on when
would be good times to call her and how I should keep calling if I
didn't get through at first because she doesn't turn her phone on all
the time etc.
My wing assures me it's solid. Hey, he was right about everything
else.
I don't know if I really want to follow through, though it would be
phenomenal practice. In any case, I think it was a decent sarge even
if it was a bit lucky.
One question though: This girl is like an 8.5. There's a girl in
the same club who is a legitimate 10. I want the 10. Is there any
way I could have had choice in this situation. I mean really, it was
all just a matter of which girl came over to my table. Is there any
way in future I can set it up I get the one I really wanted? Anyone
who has experience with this?
Cheers,
XANEUS
