I could write 5,000 words, 10,000 words, or over 15,000 words about that social circle party. Much was learned, and it helped me get better.
Went over an hour late and arrived around 10. It was a formal, so I was all suited up. Grey suit, grey tie, light brown belt, light brown chukka boots, silver lapel pin. Some random guys on the way over told me that I was looking clean… they might not have been lying.
Despite feeling great on the way over, I did not have the best start. My strategy was to SPAM to build social momentum before hooking HBFoxxy, HBVerve, or HBCzech, then immersing for a bit before ejecting. Then repeat. And maybe repeat again.
But yeah, had some good sets and average sets to begin – a little inconsistent. Weird set with HBVerve who joked about eloping with some guy, and I didn’t understand her in the slightest. HBCzech came with a date who felt very threatened by me, as he should’ve. Pacified him but he was a major chode. Though I knew that probably took out HBCzech for the night. Still tested out a liminality gambit with her and she was like, “Cool!!!” lol.
Wing for a guy but the girl keeps dragging me deeper into the set when I try to eject. It was kind of funny. After that, I went into a state of low momentum and became fairly frustrated. Saw a hot girl leaving early and tried to hook her as we walked out. No hook, damn, wasn’t my best. Consider just leaving entirely to go streetgaming, but I pull myself together and get back in there. Glad I did.
I really get going after this. Build my state back up, and then notice HBFoxxy chatting with some guy. She is looking FOXXY in a powder-blue slip dress. Had spoken to her once before in the night, and I was also introduced to the guy. I know that I can blow that set up. So what I do is SPAM my way over there, opening, hooking, and ejecting people on the way. Then induce an AI from both, open the guy, hook, and then redirect the conversation through HBFoxxy. Once she’s immersed, I completely ignore the guy who makes attempts to re-enter the conversation, but she also ignores him. Neither of us notice when he slinks off. It’s just me and her now.
It was one of my best sets ever. I gave it my everything. And in that moment, I was a seducer. I drove her state. Things really got going when I asked her if she ever had a thing with X guy. Then about how people always talk about her. She gets very curious. And then about how people always sexualize her. How life is harder for her as a woman. How building her career must be so difficult when all the men in her workplace treat her like a piece of meat.
Driving her state. Modesty gambit. Discuss her favorite memories of college and discussing how we can relive those exhilarating feelings right now. I am GAMING. She is flowing her left hand through her blonde voluminous locks, and I have done this long enough now to recognize what I’m doing to her. I’m seducing her. She is aroused.
A little bit more…
you are so fascinating, HBFoxxy, like there’s another side of you that no one knows about… and a little bit more and a smiling look down from her…
wait, HBFoxxy, look at me in the eyes – I have a very important question for you – you are always so selfless, but don’t you think that, just once, you finally deserve to blissfully indulge in YOUR desires, whatever YOU want, letting yourself go, basking in whatever you feel deep inside, and acting on it, right now, finally doing whatever YOU really, really want?
My left hand softly rests on the small of her back, her left hand keeps flowing through her hair, smirks and light touches, and the foxxy eyes intensify. Our bodies are close now… so, so close… and getting closer and closer… and so are our lips.
I did it, I really did it.
In no other moment was I more of a seducer. One of the hottest girls I’ve ever seen, the girl who I used to fantasize about, was now melting in my touch, and my tongue was about to be inside of her throat.
Suddenly heavy footsteps make loud thumps to our right. The crashing noise is startling. Our eyes are redirected upwards with our faces just inches away.
FLASH.
A blinding light wrecks every iota of liminality, that oh-so-strong liminality, the fruit of seduction, the finale to the beginning phase of my seduction career, the fleeting feeling of losing what I really wanted.
Some random guy just took a picture of us about to make-out. With the flash on.
HBFoxxy is super startled. Wait, oh my god, I was about to make-out with LOFTY? Oh my god, did anyone see us? Oh my god…
I know her thoughts. It’s FSC.
And then her rapid alarmed words with no eye contact and an awkward scurry away, “I… I… have to go.”
Then she’s gone.
What I also know is the significance of the at moment. The party is just about to end. That was my last chance with her, ever, as she’s graduating. That was it, and I had done it, and it was ruined by not me.
I look at the guy who is still holding his phone in the air. “WHAT…. THE… FUCK!”
“Oh, I’m sorry man…” he whimpers.
“DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA… WHAT YOU HAVE DONE?”
He says nothing.
The best thing for me to do… is to walk away. It takes a mustering of my energy, but I just storm off. Emotions blaring.
I just can’t believe it. I was so close. I drove her state. I was more than ever, a seducer.
And the dumbest of dumb wildcards took it away. But that’s life. That’s The Game.
Everyone is clearing out now. I wish some seniors the best of luck, and I leave, too. HBFoxxy nowhere in sight.
As I re-control my state and think of how I’ll need to change my clothes for street nightgaming, I catch the flicker of a powder-blue dress through the quickly-increasing raindrops. It’s her. A social circle guy is helping her take off her heels.
It’s a good opportunity. You see, you can’t give up in The Game. You have to be ready, and you have to trust in yourself no matter what happened in the last moment. What matters in The Game is
The Now.
She sees me nearing and opens before I do. With a nervous tone. “… Lofty…”
“… HBFoxxy…”
There is not a single doubt of the memory that is plastered in our brains. That liminality, and
The Look. Nothing can ever take that away from me.
But FSC now – I should’ve anticipated it more. She asks me about work.
Then I notice HBVerve, who also looks really hot in a turquoise dress. It looks rather silky.
Her arms are crossed. Her voice is emotional. Her pupils are wide.
Again, I’m not sure what’s going on.
We’re all walking now – the plan is to go to a bar. The raindrops keep falling.
HBVerve asks me to stop. We stop.
“Do you need a ride home?”
Oh?
“Yeah, sure, I live so clos-“
“I’ll get you a ride home. Come on.”
We start walking in the other direction.
Is this really happening...?
“HBVerve, I live so close… it’s just a minute walk away. Here, all we need to do is turn down this street, and we’ll be there… and yeah, we can just keep talking… and I can hear your thoughts on some of my music.”
She stops again. Arms tightly crossed now.
“You need a ride home. I know someone who can get you a ride home.”
*whips out her phone and starts calling a social circle girl who was also at the party*
Ohhhhhhhh, fuck.
“Do you know that I’m in a very serious relationship?”
“Oh, no, I didn’t…”
“It’s a very serious relationship.”
“Honestly, from the bottom of my heart, I hope you have a wonderful marriage and beautiful children.”
“…Thanks! Wait… I can’t believe you. I’ve never seen you like this. Are you drunk?”
*the group with that girl she was calling catches up to us*
“Hey Girl, Lofty is drunk. Please take him home.”
Then I’m still pretty confused but starting to piece things together. So HBVerve must’ve thought that I was trying to fuck her, which I was, but not as much as HBFoxxy. And then she probably saw me gaming other girls and almost making out with her BFF HBFoxxy, and that’s no good. On top of that, she may have felt arousal, but then FSC turns that into angry emotions because she can’t be aroused by Lofty.
I think. But I know that it has something to do with 1. How I was making her feel and 2. How I almost made out with HBFoxxy.
Girl then gets upset at me, and I know I’m social toast. So I just tell them how socially awkward I am and how I don’t understand things sometimes, which Girl becomes empathetic towards.
We all start awkwardly walking towards the bar where everyone is going, and HBVerve keeps walking in front of me and then falling back, only to walk in front of me again. Acting all upset and huffing, arms crossed. It’s all BS and an act, but I don’t want her to do something rash. So I just lose the ego, apologize for no reason to protect myself against any further social repercussions, and leave. Knowing that my social circle reputation will be shot and also that I don’t care that much because reputation is simply an extrapolation of middle-class societal values.
Everything I did in every set that night was VERY calibrated. But gaming all the girls there in-sequence… NOT CALIBRATED. I have extremely limited social circle experience, and it was a gaffe that I did not consider in the moment. Oh well. Again, nothing can ever take the liminality that I had with HBFoxxy away from me.
It’s all good. In the future in these settings, the girls most be gamed more in groups and then isolate the one that I want to target.
