tokyopulse

So there I was, 3 am, across the bed from a me was a happy & exhausted J Girl I just met two hours before with tutored help from the Osaka Crew. My mind started to wander to where it all started from. Thursday 17, 2007 I sent out 3 mails the day before with hopes of catching a day two. 5pm rolls around and one e-mails back “Hi Eric...blah, blah.....busy week....blah, blah...what was your job again?" (Sigh) Shall I go with investment banker, race car driver, movie director, the boring truth or something indirect but fun? I choose the latter and don't get anything back... (Sigh) either my humor is whacked or she thinks I collect cardboard boxes for cash and shelter. A bunch of pointless e-mails or day two's who either never calls back or women looking for cash, is this what I wanted from my reality?.... (Sigh) But no matter the weekend is coming and there is plethora of things to choose from. Various parties and an invite for a double date. I say F$%&^ it. Why go through it again? I already have enough e-mail addresses to fill a phone book. The time was right to make a change in the way I sarge and do things. It was time to join the Osaka Crew's Boot camp. My mind raced...but aren't they coming to Tokyo next week? I felt the time to change needs to happen immediately. I need to get out of Tokyo and change NOW! 9pm Met up with Allusion and RedpoleQ. Really fun guys and I was impressed at how congruent they are as a team and as PUAs. They led me up to McDonalds which was packed with HB 7-9s. (If McDonalds really wants to change their image they should stop using the clown.) From there they started with outlining the objectives & inner game. Those few hours were mind blowing. In just a short time (and I'm a slow learner) they were able to allow me to realize things. The actual truths about myself and the game. 11pm It was raining when we arrived at the club. People were still filling in. A quick debriefing afterwards and soon, the time were filled with engaging sets of various levels of difficulty. I was pretty shocked that I could hold the attention of HB 9s with just the right energy levels and positioning. The kicker was when I was told to PU a gigantic half Russian/Japanese chick HB 8. The audacity of it all. It seemed to go against the flow of everything that is normal in the universe. I'm 5'5" She was clearly easily 6'3" (with heels) model material. (Away you go Tokyopulse!!!) I begin the sarge in English since it’s my strongest language and my Japanese is pretty weak. To say the least she's surprised but not unhappy. In fact I had the impression that she thought it was pretty cute for even trying. She immediately starts testing me using her size and openly telling me about her lack of English skills. I respond in English, “Its ok since we don't need to talk to have fun."As I give her my classic mischievous grin. It’s obvious to anyone watching that I'm currently freaked out but we banter. She giggles as she walks away to the bar. Redpole and Allusion give me their briefing. "Dude she loved that!" "You saw how she reacted?" "Go back there and smack her on the ass!" With my confidence rebuilt I feel like a Japanese scientist about to face down Godzilla for a rematch. (A good thing since the scientist usually wins in the end.) Hilarity and laughter ensues which I'll talk about another time. The night progressed with me getting high kino from HB 7-9 girls and by the end; I knew how to better my odds at the game. High energy opening Locking in Dominant Body Language Language doesn't matter Kino Qualifying Plowing on 3pm next day We meet up again and we go through another review of our objectives for today at Subway. It was my first actual day sarge. Day game is supposed to be better as the hookups are more real. The bitch shields are lower and people are generally more open to speaking with you since they can leave at any time. My first set worked out quite well. I started with “I’m new in town.” The attractive HB 7.5 was very helpful and wanted to go to the bounce location (shopping) but her friend HB 5.5 was getting married and had to go to an appointment. Ah well. (How does a 5.5 get married but her friend HB 7.5 doesn’t?) 3:30 pm Several sets later we catch a set about to leave McDonalds. Both HB 7. They'll be called HB 7 tall and HB 7 short. Same opener. But they both came from Nara. So they had no idea about most of the stores around. (Sigh) Regardless I assign the shorter one as the bad girl. She was learning English to be a flight attendant and the taller one was learning to be a hair designer. We lead them out of McDonalds where I was further advised that assuming a leadership frame and using dominant body language are keys for bouncing. As we walk I'm further ordered to kino & position myself so I'm not trying to hold her while her bag is in the way. We went to a clothing store where Redpole knows a girl and we asked the girls about their opinion on clothes. 2nd bounce, we then went to a music store and I lead the girl upstairs to the second floor where all the LPs are. Everything at this point was new for me since I don't have a music store routine or an LP player so I do the best I can. Redpole comes up with stairs with HB7 tall and I am told that I'm taking too long to do an E-mail close. (Ah yes, it’s a boot camp after all) Several sets later we meet up with Kid44. He is a unique character. Soon after I meet up with Little Drummer Boy. A fun fellow Canadian who is also taking the boot camp (Dude I forgot to get your mail!). Soon we are given our objectives and we leave for an international party / Birthday party. We (LDB and Kid44) arrive slightly early and we wait on the stairs. We are told to sarge. Because of positioning I couldn't sarge the other girls on the stairs. LDB and Kid44 didn’t have that problem. I was left to sarge what was around, UG 4 and UG 4.5. Nice people but overly shy. It brings me to think that even if I were interested in them, I couldn't be, since they wouldn't talk back. Some people are socially inexperienced. This leads me to another point, the process of plowing on. There was no point to plow on (keep talking) with them I was happy to eventually enter the club. We found ourselves a table to lock in against. It was ideal. Everyone could see us and soon we found ourselves lots of people to bring back to the table. Tim had opened this killer set as I start to lose interest in the ones I'm talking to HB 7.5 and HB 5. I turn and see he is with HB 9 spunky (punk funky dressed and sexy) and HB 9 long legs. In my more AFC days I guess that I would have started sweating uncontrollably while giving my name in a shaky language similar to English to them. However after confronting Godzilla I think I can manage. LDB at this point hasn’t pointed out a “bad girl” so I start to sarge HB long legs. I do some fluffing about myself and qualifying. It turns out she’s 21 without a job. All this time Miles is entertaining more women but I soon hear his voice.” “Kino her hair while talking to her.” It worked wonders, especially using the push pull techniques I’ve read about. We were quickly phase shifting after that. HB 9 locked deeply into my eyes….wow. I won’t bore with you with details. More sets, e-mail addresses. Blah, blah. New club. 12 am (Going AWOL) We hit a restaurant, LDB and I am rejoined by Redpole and Allusion and do a session on wingman rules. Miles takes his leave. We hit the same club as last night. I start doing more sets but my voice is cracking. I figure between my recovering cold, and time spend in smoky non air unconditioned places accounted for it. Further I decided to see if my old way of PU would work but I was quickly getting blown out. From then I went back to what I learned. Locking in against the wall I am told to sarge another HB7.5. I call out,”Hey is this the best club in Osaka?” however it sounds like my voice has trouble deciding if it wants to be 9 or 99 years old. I’m tired but not without conviction but regardless I am berated by Redpole again in boot camp style. I open up another girl by the wall. HB7 stripped shirt. We are locked against the wall and are fluffing when a glass breaks right behind us. I move her to another spot and lock in. I start qualifying and do simple DHV stories. My hand is on her back and Allusion corrects my response my making me move my hand up and down her back. She moves closer and I soon bounce her out of the club. I didn’t know the area at all so I walk her upstairs to the lonely walkway. I do a little swing dancing up there (which she loves) and try to K close. She is hesitant and wants to leave. I go back to basic plan and say we are going to the restaurant for half an hour. I say she can leave if we don’t finish before then. She comes bouncing along. We do a small Italian café. More qualification, more kino. It escalates. Her fingers dig into the worn areas of my fashion aged jeans. I do a trained one handed massage on her back. As her BT spikes from the massage we K close in the café. Walking back to the club, we find an alley and make out. After that we walk further down the alley and find the oasis. We find a hotel…..nice! As we are heavily in session I get calls from Redpole (Sorry bro!) I join up with the Osaka crew later for a debriefing. I figure it was well worth the time and money. It really is just about practice and support. The crew was there to give advice and bring necessary support when needed. I’ll see you guys on the field.