Hi. I'm a bit of a weirdo and a rather introverted person.

I feel like most of the seduction techniques out there are focused on extroverts and their particular strenghts. However, introverts make up a fair share of the human population and have their own unique set of strenghts, subtlety and inner power being two big guns. Over the years I've harnessed these strengths into a system that works unbelievably well.

Core concepts:

  • "I am the prize" mindset.
  • Dominating other men, largely through subtlety.
  • Breaking the out of the "normal" frame, shattering expectations, and thus creating intrigue and mystique

Night out routine:

Play any music by The Weeknd, loud as fuck, to get in the zone. Abel Tesfaye is the ultimate introvert mPUA, has an uncanny understanding of female sexuality and his lyrics are simply a treasure of PUA wisdom. I've found that listening to his music helps with gaining an ingrained understanding of what women want from you sexually, and the fact that bitches ain't shit and that you are - quite literally - the fucking man. You need to be really feeling this before you leave the house. You are the fucking man.

While the music is blasting and you're getting into the zone, clean yourself up, slap on some cologne (be sparse) and put together a great outfit. Dressing well is a SKILL and women are attracted to skill/mastery. More importantly, dressing well is a subtle way of dominating other men. Most men never really look into the very basics of dressing properly and can't even tell a good outfit from a bad one. Ain't nobody ever heard of a dude who started throwing punches because some other guy had a cooler outfit, right? Other guys cannot compete for dominance with you if they don't know they're being dominated to begin with. Women, however.. when they see a well-dressed guy you can be damned sure their antennae will be raised and their interest piqued.

Once you're ready to leave, 'mire yourself in the mirror until you've got a halfchub going (shouldn't take long), and step out into the night radiating awesomeness. Remember, you are the fucking man.

When you do arrive at the club/bar/whatever, making your entrance is of utmost importance. The first person you're going to interact with is the bouncer. If it's a place you frequent, make friends with this guy. Give him a good look in the eye and show proper respect. This mass of muscles is the guy who's gonna have to choose between whooping your ass or the other guy's ass if shit does happen to go down.

When approaching and entering the drinking/dancing establishment of choice, make sure to walk with your head high, chest up and your shoulders back. Make eye contact with everyone and don't break it first. This is the first way of subtly dominating other men. The second way is of course, your outfit. The third way in which to dominate others (this time not so subtle) is what you do after you enter. It's very important that you don't hesitate. Walk in like you are perfectly comfortable, coming home, like you own the damned place. Head straight to the bar, in a leisurely but determined way. Ideally, the place will be somewhat crowded, and you'll have to push others aside to make your way there. This is where those squats and deadlifts really pay off: if you're lifting heavy and not skipping leg day (otherwise get off reddit and in the gym, seriously.) all you have to do is walk forward and other people will simply bump off you. It's hilarious to see people's bewildered expressions when they can't figure out how a dude with an average build can be such an immovable object. Doing this should also serve as a sweet reminder that you are the fucking man, as you just dominated a bunch of people with your awesome lower body strength. To complete setting yourself up for total domination, buy a (classy) drink and chat with the barkeep for a bit. Tip the guy. If you've ever worked a service industry job you know that these people deserve tips, if you haven't well now you do.

If you've done all of these things succesfully, you've dominated all other men in three different ways, mostly subtle so that women will pick up on it but men won't, and you've socially proofed yourself due to how you interacted with the bouncer and the bartender.

By doing the above you are essentially communicating to all women in the place: "I am a high value male". When this is firmly established, the magic will start to happen.

All you have to do now is pick a spot were you'll simply be standing, chatting to some friends, sipping your drink and enjoying the music. Just be your introverted self, relax, enjoy. In a place packed with monkeys trying to show off, a unicorn is a rare sight indeed, so just let this work to your advantage. Take your damned time to survey the entire place, and make eye contact with everyone that dares face the quiet King.

After 10-15 minutes, you should be observing something I like to call the "circle of bitches". It's quite literally that, a circle of thirsty women forming around you, showing off, vying for your attention. This is the effect of establishing yourself as a man of high value in the sexual marketplace. Just about the entire script is promptly flipped, and all you have to do is pick the woman that pleases you most and approach her. Again, take your time and just enjoy yourself, there's no pressure, you're the man and you can and will do whatever you damned well please. All the girls are waiting for you to make a move, so make them wait a little while longer.

As for the field report:

Yesterday evening I was in a club with one of my close friends, and as we stood at the bar sipping our drinks, two girls worked their way into my field of attention. One of them was a natural beauty, wearing a dress that didnt reveal much, but at rare times the soft fabric would cling to a patch of skin dampened by sweat, and hint at a lithe, curvacious body. The other girl was a straight up visual artist, the way she moved her body can only be described as art. Or fucking the air like she was having a double ovulation.

You get the picture, every dude in the place had his eyes on these girls, and competition between the monkeys was FIERCE. My friend, who's usually a bit timid, was watching the girls tease a couple of dudes. After a while he gained a brand new facial expression, did some arcane math in his head and decided: "bro, those dudes are fucking AVERAGE". I was like "Yup." After deciding he was better than the other monkeys he started to throw wrenches in their gears, by going up to the dudes and talking to them. By cockblocking those dudes he also cockblocked himself, because he created an opportunity for the girls to go relocate slightly and go tease a new set of dudes.

About thirty minutes pass, and I because I pay attention to detail instead of trying to show off, I notice AirFucker getting a phone call from "Boyfriend". Without hesitation, she blocks the call and slips her celly back into her purse with an annoyed facial expression, as she makes her way to the bathroom. This is what I've been waiting for. I walk up to AirFuckers' newly isolated friend, gently put my hand onto her lower back, spin her towards me, and tell her:

"I just noticed something funny, your friend just totally hung up on her boyfriend."

She replies: "Come again? English is my third language."

I ask her: "Cool, what's your first?"

She tells me it's Swedish.

Bingo. I picked up some Swedish back in my gaming days. This is where the introvert mystique really shines through, I can show her the golden universe that's hidden away inside my mind and soul.

I reply in Swedish, and before I realize what's going on her pupils dilate to the maximum, and shes jamming her hands into my jeans pockets reaching for my cell phone. She nearly begs me to unlock it, rips it right back out of my hands when I've done so, and puts in her name and phone number. AirFucker joins us and introduces herself to me as her friend is typing. Around us, men are staring with jaw dropping disbelief at what just happened, my friend included. They were totally oblivious to the value I sneakily built, and never saw me coming. I am your god.

BONUS: Kavinsky ft. The Weeknd - Odd Look Remix

"All you girls try to be saints, I'll make you all wanna sin. You can come to my hotel, you can bring me a friend. You can dress up like twins, I can teach you some French."