Well, perhaps not a Sex God. I could settle for Sex Angel. All jokes aside, I guess I should first post a bit about myself, some stats, and what’s in my currently very small stash of mones.
Physical Stats:
Currently Owned Mones and those Coming:
IG, IS, IH, TUTH
MX201, MX291
P126
Anything else I find relevant later to put on page 1:
Test 1 : 1/20/10
First day of the spring semester : Oh how I’ve missed you school. I was beginning to mold in my basement next to my overheating PS3, overworked TV, and overcooked, blood red eyes.
Nevertheless, when I woke up from my sleep, I noticed something very unusual yet pleasantly nice: it’s warm. So as I rummage through my huge piles of clothing that has not been organized yet due to hating the mundane activity of cleaning, I realize that I don’t have to wear any of my long neck clothes which is awesome because I can spray the mones right onto my neck. So I do just that and apply just one shot of IG right onto the front of my neck, near my adam’s apple.
Before I go on to describe my day, I get a very, very slight headache from the smell - I blame it on my oversensitive nose. But it quickly dissipates and go meet up with two ladyfriends who serve as perfect test dummies for my first usage of mones: an Asian and White girl both about one year older than me.
Now, I’m not very good at finding body language, but what I do definitely pride myself in is the ability to pick out language and stresses in voice to determine a person’s mood and character - a very useful skill that I believe will serve me well in my usage of mones. So, as we walk to the dining hall, I notice no apparent hits from either of them; they are real quiet, but that doesn’t mean much as all three of us usually aren’t the talkative ones in any social situation. However, when we go to find what we want at breakfast, I decide to head over to the farthest away station only to be followed by both of them: a fairly odd situation given that neither particularly like the food in that station. When we ate, this notion was further reaffirmed when the Asian, who we will call Ali, said it didn’t taste very good. But the thing is, she already knew it would be bad! We’ve all been eating at this dining hall for a good 4 months now, and all have our personal opinions over certain foods. Why would she take it now, knowing the food would “suck” (I find it good enough). A fairly interesting event which I may be reading too much into, but hey, it’s my first day with mones and I’ll take any change in behavior, no matter how slight it is.
The second supposed hit comes from when we go to find our class (as all three of us are in the same class). Now, even though we all know this part of the campus well (My college is separated by 5 campuses, each extraordinarly big and spread apart), we have trouble traversing this one building which is notorious for being a maze. I suggest to them we go one way, which I am 100% sure is the correct way (In the end it turns out I am) but the white girl, who we will call Lucy, believes it’s another way. However, when she speaks up, there’s something I haven’t noticed ever before: a slight twinge of restraint and reservation of both emotions and words. She’s normally a quiet girl, but when she speaks, she is quite clear in her intentions. This was simply just not her speaking and while the normal person would not have been able to hear it, I was. A respect hit? Perhaps. Considering that I used to play the part of the comedian who, although got their attentions and laughter quite often, probably wasn’t ever seen as the most outstanding of citizens, this was kind of new to me.
At about 4 PM, before my second to last class, I reapply one shot of IG to my neck.
The last hit I noticed was when I was taking the bus back to my dorm with a girl that was in my class. Now, all of these girls I have mentioned live in the suite next to mine, so we all know each other pretty well. But being the guy who doesn’t always wanna hang out with others, I don’t really maintain any special close relationships with any of these girls; I am probably just another guy as replaceable as many other friends who aren’t close but are still kinda cool to hang out with. The bus ride back yielded a very different relationship with this girl, who we will call Anya.
Normally, we’re on very good terms; we joke a lot, especially in rascist and sexual jokes and she often times shows me the new things she bought (particularly because I have been branded as a fashionista amongst my friends). But on the bus ride back, she did something she’s never done with me before: vent. This may seem just like anothe emotional period many girls go through, but this was fairly significant because the only time I’ve ever seen her vent or reveal anything personal was to her boyfriend. I cheer her up through my usual string of rascist/sexual jokes, she laughs, and we end up splitting at the next bus stop.
The End.
Some pointers for myself and anyone else interested:
Grow some balls. The only class that I don’t share with friends, I didn’t attempt to sit next to any women because A) I really want to hear the professor and B) I lack balls. Obviously, this is something I need to remedy, and FAST.
Reread the sticky on IOI’s. Really need to work on that.
Yeah, I think those could have been IG hits. Keep testing see if it’s consistent.
As far as talking to girls in class goes, make occasional comments during the lecture but not a full on conversation. Towards the end of the class, start a convo on some subject so that you have to continue the conversation after the class has ended. It will bridge from in class and chatting to just talking together without any other reason. How much you like(or dislike) the subject/professor are good subjects I’m told.
Hey FROSTWORTH, this is interesting, keep us updated.
Some very good advice. I’ve started taking the initiative in sitting as close to girls as possible without being strange. The only reason I say strange is that with the exception of one class, there is about 1.5 seats empty for every seat filled. Assuredly, as my school is known as a “party school”, this ratio will only increase. So it may seem a little unnatural to sit directly next to someone; starting conversations would then make my intentions of starting a conversation or something a little too obvious. But would this necessarily be a bad thing? Where I was raised, any initiative in attracting the other gender is not only looked down upon, but rather an obscene and lewd act best left for men and women in their 30s - aka people ready for marriage. My ability to interact with others is not so much a problem, it is just the initiation and I’ll have to mull over what to do about this problem of empty seats.
Thank you, but I fear that my first post was frankly, well, bad. I am appalled at the style of writing. I blame it on my writing this very late (Yes, even as a college student, sleeping at 11 or 12 is the norm for me).
I am hoping my next post, which I will write now, is not composed of such terrible writing. Perhaps I’ll put it in first person with a narrative spin to it. I’ve read one members journal and absolutely loved it; it read like a novel. All I fear is the exaggeration that may ensue if I were to try to write it like one as no one likes a boring novel …
Test 2 : IG : 1/20/10
Day 2, here we go. Morning rituals? Check. Food? Who eats breakfast in college. Sacrificial goat of good luck? Body already disposed of. Mones? One shot of IG, straight on my neck.
When I enter my European History class, I notice that there is a dearth of females. What a sausage fest, I tell myself. Luckily, the girls start streaming in and land near me – great success! But as the clock draws nearer to the end, I notice this overpowering stench near me; it’s the BO of an overweight guy near me. Absolutely gross. I have no idea if mones are affected by the smell of others, but it did not have any positive effects on the two white girls sitting next to me. I mutter under my breath what terrible luck, and move on.
My first, and recurrent hit of the day occurred when I met up with Anya. As the day progressed, I had found myself in my second class with Anya to my left. The lecturer was an absolutely boring Indian man who could not pronounce English very well; a fact which made us almost cry tears of boredom and aggravation as we tried to figure out if he said “Word” (As in Microsoft Word) or “Web”.
Nevertheless, as the course dragged on, she started asking me my opinion on stuff. A lot of stuff. She’s been getting fairly aggravated with her courses, so was asking things such as “Should I drop this?” or “What do you think?” every five seconds. I absolutely loved the attention as well as seeing her big and beautiful almond color eyes stare into mine. The bus roles around, she keeps talking about her schedule, and when Lucy joins us for lunch, she keeps her attention on me. She even goes on to converse with me on the rather inane topic of coffee and the stream of questions ensue. Very nice, I think to myself.
Fastforward later into the day, as I prepare to go to my last class out at around 8 PM, I talk a refresher spray on my neck. Then on the bus ride to class, I find an old friend and start conversing with him: the usual “catch up” conversation ensues. However, as we speak to one another, there is this random brunette who, in intervals of about 5 seconds, keeps staring at me. I catch her swift glances with my eyes, but am unable to pursue any sort of conversation due to still talking to my friend. An interesting hit.
Once more at night, as I write this report, I hear a knock on my door. What? I never get visitors this late. It’s Anya. We start conversing, and then she starts asking my opinion on how she should handle the rather mundane subject of selling her textbook. And while this may all be just normal conversation brought up by her, the answer to her question is a fairly simple one; something she need not a second opinion to comfirm what route of action she should follow. Furthermore, she ends her conversation by announcing that she would have asked her roommates, but ones got her boyfriend with her and the other just doesn’t care. I call BS. I have a roommate who we will call Nat who is the go-to man for any problems. He does not carry any sort of relations out of friendship with any of these girls, but they do often talk to him about this sort of stuff. However, even though he was right outside on the couch, Anya came straight to me. I’ll take this as a solid hit.
Verdict: IG works. It works really well. At 1 shot on the neck, it seems to have some effect on many, especially those I forcefully interact with. However, I am looking for a spray amount that will attract more than just the few I encounter. I need to test if one or two shots more will help with this.
A question to the reader as well:
I have a lot of really stylish, tight-fitting jackets that cover the neck area and are long sleeves: ideal clothing for the winter. That means, however, that I won’t be spraying my arms or my neck, as it would be covering these areas. I’ve read spraying on hair is alright, but has anyone experienced problems with this? Particularly if you gel/wax your hair (I use Gatsby; a Japanese product which also gives a lot off a lot of aromatic smell depending on the brand). I don’t think the chest would be good also, considering this jacket is meant to be worn indoors as well, sort of like a sweater.
frostworth out.
I think spraying on your hair will be fine, even if you use gel I still think the pheromones will come though. I use a spray of IO to my hair in the morning after I gel my hair and the pheromones work fine for me.
I would advise spraying your chest area because it give off alot of heat(which release pheromones) . I would spray your shirt and then one you get inside unzip your jacket. I use this method when i go to work and I have had some girls who want to where the zip up sweater I had on. I’m pretty sure it is the pheromones because I do not usually smell that good.
I hope this helps
Jeremy
Thank you Jeremy, that reassurance of spraying my hair does help a lot.
Now, not even the cold shall stop my quest of conquering vaginas! Mwuahaha.
Test 3 : IG : 1/21/10
Feeling a little adventurous, I decided to spin things up a bit with not just one, but TWO shots of IG! - Please hold your applause - Like my other tests, these were applied straight onto my neck, with no drying time in between.
So, I’ve been working on my mental game a bit. As I entered the classroom, I sought out the closest female that had an emtpy seat next to her. Target acquired, I take my seat next to a brunette girl; nothing too special about the girl, but as long as she was a female to test my mones on, I didn’t really care. Time progressed, and I saw no obvious hits; no hair twirling, eye contact, nada. Dejected, I return to my lair and study until my next class.
Five hours later and a lot of procrastination, I put on a refresher spray and meet up with Anya in class. These past few meetings with her, there has been a theme surrounding our relationship; she would constantly ask me questions and show her stressed out self. This is quite a rare occurrence since, like with most socially adept women, she is able to mask her personal problems or whatever and appear cheerful. I remember hearing that one of the mones is very good for cheering up/curing pms in a girl and will remember to buy/wear it for her. In any case, class wore on, and she was fairly preoccupied in her thoughts; too preoccupied to even interact with anyone. So, no hits there.
The only real hit that I’ve noticed is the one with my roommate. A fairly normal guy, he’s got a sort of knack of insulting others for fairly minor things: derogatory words spew out of his mouth whenever there a fault is occurred by both men and women alike. Lately, however, he hasn’t insulted me once when I wore IG. Not once. It’s like an absolute miracle. I never really cared for the effects of mones on men, but this alone makes me like IG all the more.
An exercise for the reader:
Something I’ve noticed when I spray the mones on my neck is that, when spraying in an area with abundant light, depending on the distance of the spray to your body and the surface area of the place you are spraying, you really aren’t getting all of the spray on you. This seems to be of a particular problem in areas such as the neck and the wrists. To get all of it on your neck though, you’d have to spray very closely, causing the spray to cause droplets and streak down to your body.
How do you who decide to spray on your neck/wrists decide to do this? Spray real close? Up the spray amount? Report 2 sprays on the neck as 2 sprays on the chest (An area which is nearly impossible to miss the full effects of a spray). I’d love to hear your answers.
frostworth out.
I’ll say this much; Frostworth, you sure pour on some favor in the your narrative style. :)I was reading, then it was “ Oh Boy,” this guy is cracking me up. :)Your description about “made us almost try tears of boredom and aggravation as we tried to figure out what he said.” Okay, that got my attention.
Frostworth make sure you don’t fall into the dreaded “therapist syndrome” or “Let Just Be Friends,” be careful, okay.
I believe you have good listening skills which is a very important part of communication.
That brunette, showed IOI, “those intervals of glances”. Now that not necessary mones related, it could be just about you, and not just because you had a refresher. Maybe – Maybe not.
Anya, Okay? I agree with you on the subject of textbook question.
You can’t spray your neck, because of your type of jacket. I thinking it just have a high collar. I read several times in different posting that shampoo is recommended. From a person standpoint, I believe it better to take caution, but that’s your call. I might have spray the back hair once with a social product. However it’s not going to be a routine. As you mentioned I also use various wax products with aromatic scents and personally just don’t like the idea clashing scents.
IG, seemed to touch your roommate. Hopefully that’s longlasting. Haven’t try the spray the wrists yet, because of the cold weather and the layers of clothing that I have on; however A314 is an oil, and I don’t mind putting a drop on wrists. You know the deal on the oil base products. I normally try to stay within a four to six inch range when spraying my the neck area. It’s getting late and I’ll edit the posting later.
MVKBugatti
OUT
You’ll probably have to take the initiative and begin conversation with the brunette. Good on ya for actually sitting next to her, though. Small improvements.
The phero that’s supposedly good for PMS is androstadienone. It’s not available from Androtics but is available from love-scent.com. If you get on their mailing list, they have occasional sales and send out discount vouchers, that’s how I got my A1. Personally, I think that LS’s products and information is inferior to Androtics’ so I wouldn’t have bought it from them but I wanted to experiment with A1. However, by letting this chick vent on you, you are in severe danger of winding up in the friend zone as her emotional tampon. Beware! To make her feel good around you and associate good feelings with you, I’d use Instant Shine. Which is a f***ing awesome phero alone or in combos. It’s a close second fave behind A314.
You know, with your fashion sense I reckon you could pull off A314 well. Because dressing well = high self esteem and high social awareness, both of which are congruent with A314’s signature… If you are getting good results with IG I’d love to see how you’d go with the 314.
Haha, thank you MVKBugatti. For now, I don’t really mind falling into the “Just Friends” syndrome as she already has a boyfriend that I don’t really see her breaking up with.
Regarding the intervals of glances, it probably was not the mones, but I thought I might include anything that might even remotely be a hit – a phero noob such as myself is very inclined to do so, lest I suffer from consumer remorse.
Hmm, that’s what I was thinking about my hair too. I’ve received an earlier response that it is perfectly fine to spray there, but I’m still a bit cautious. I may end up just not being able to wear my mones when its too cold out. Oh well, I’ll figure it out.
I’d love to try A1, but I just don’t have it in my arsenal yet. Curse the poverty a jobless college student.
Thanks Tezza. I was aware of A1s presence, but I thought it appealed more towards the older crowd. Sure I dress better than your average college kid, but I didn’t think I could pull off the appearance that A1 is supposed to give off. Perhaps in my next purchase I will pick up a bottle and try it out.
Also, the girl I wanted to wear the anti-pms stuff for I have no intention of making my gf as she already has a bf. For now, her attention will suffice.
Test 4 : IG + IH + IS : 1/21/10
Yesterday, I got a little impatient. Seeing as I would have to go home to pick up my textbooks, I wanted to just try everything before I would relax in my phero free home. So, after waking up, I put on two sprays of everything, with about 5 minutes in between each different type of spray.
Lucy. My dear Lucy. She’s a lot like me; while not socially retarded, she maintains a fairly demure personality and is not outgoing at all. This proves to be a fairly key point when I state this: mones seem to have no obvious effect on her. So far, in these past few tests, I have seen her at least once and for at least an hour at a time and, in both conversation and gesture, does not reveal any difference in attitude towards me. Perhaps mones do not have an effect on her. Too bad I don’t have too many different mones to try out on her; I’ve been waiting on AMMO for the longest time ever. However, while her reactions would have made me to believe mones just aren’t worth the money, two of my other friends have had some severely marked changes in attitudes towards me.
Ali’s a bit eccentric. And when I mean bit, I mean a whole lot. She does some very strange actions which may consist of flailing her arms or some other socially awkward stuff. Nevertheless, she’s a great person who we all love. In any case, I’ve never thought of her as a potential lover, until she said some very strange words today. While I was waiting in her room for her to get ready, we noticed that someone had just left the shower. I make some offside comment that I should hide in the covers as to not see one of her roommates naked, she quietly makes the comment that she would mind if someone saw her naked. That is, unless it was me. “What?” I thought to myself. Was it the IH at work? That’s what I think; this girl has never revealed such intentions before. A definite hit – too bad I couldn’t think of anything to follow up to such a comment.
Recently, Anya’s been the stressed out, constantly tired out girl whose been asking for my opinion on anything. The attention is pretty nice, but I can’t quite ger her intentions. Yesterday alone, she had come specifically to see me in my room twice; an act she had never done last semester. The first time was early in the morning, when, although I wasn’t there, wanted my opinion on what boots to wear. Strange – I may like to dress nicely, but never thought someone would come to ask me for my opinion. Especially a girl. I wonder if the mones had anything to do with it. It’s frustrating that I can’t pursue her (She is quite easily a 9 on my scale – something that no girl I have ever met before has achieved) since she has a BF already. Oh well, I am fine with “just friends” too, since she’s quite an angel.
All in all, a good day.
frostworth out.
There are two things I think you should know. First it takes time for a girl to pick up on new pheromone signature. Second pheromones are worth the money if you know how to use them.
I have been doing pheromones for a week and just today I finally saw results. There are four tricks for making this work. First you have to find your sweet spot for each product. Here is how you find it How to find your sweet spot… - PheroTalk Pheromone Research Forum
Second based on what your trying to achieve with this girl adjust your pheromones accordingly. Third you have to realize that it is 90% you and 10% pheromones, in other words they will give you an unfair advantage but you have to act on this advantage. Finally forth you have to act like the pheromones your using. In other words you use IG you have to full that role by being somewhat of a gentleman.
I have only been on this forum for a week, but trust me man if you give the pheromones time, and your willing to put in the work they can change your life.
I hope this helps you out
Thanks,
Jeremy
Thanks Jeremy, the link helps a lot and thanks for reading and for the advice.
Test 5 : IG : 1/26/10
I think I’ve just walked into OD territory. Now, I know it’s a lot harder to OD with IG than it is with -none products such as Ammo and A314, but I’ve gotten some fairly mixed results today.
Woke up, got ready for class, and decided what the hell, time to up the ante – 3 shots of IG all on the neck with each spray a bit apart from each other. As I walked to pick up the two girls I go to class with, I noticed a huge difference in my speech and manner; something that hasn’t happened to me with mones yet. Perhaps it was a purely psychological thing, but I believe that IG had actually changed my mental state! Normally, with Lucy and Ali, I tend to joke around a lot and tease them. Not today; the thought didn’t even cross my mind. Before I noticed it, I was walking head held up high and was using a different, more scholarly set of vocabulary: an act which I reserved solely for term papers and the like.
Reading other journals, I noticed that, while Lucy displays no real obvious IOI’s (Could be partly because she already has a boyfriend and is a fairly reserved figure), she seems to have that puppy dog face that other users have mentioned; if memory serves, this seems to have happened on occasions before I used mones, but she’s been doing it everyday I’ve seen her (Which happens to be days when I was wearing my mones). This could be seen as a hit if it weren’t for the fact that she used to display this IOI when I met and conversed with her months ago.
Now, here’s where the OD seems to come in. At about 7 PM, I decided to do a refresher spray of IG and 2x IS. I thought, hell, my nose can’t smell it anymore. The IG must have worn off. The reason I came to this conclusion was because my nose is very, very sensitive; although no one else has commented on my smell so far, even one spray to the neck forces my delicate olfactory senses to suffocate under the powerful stench of the mones for many, many hours (8+). So, falsely correlating that smell = power of the mones (Which, if I read one post correctly, is incorrect thinking), I sprayed one more. What happens? Social awkwardness.
While my friend in class seemed to display no outward emotional response to my fourth spray of IG, another had completely avoided me on the bus. Sitting down on the bus already, I spot an old High School friend of mine get on the bus and the seat next to me is unoccupied. I wave towards him, he responds, shakes my hand, and when I motion him to sit next to me, he sits further away from me so that there was a person inbetween us and three seats inbetween. Now, we weren’t the closest of friends, but we were never on bad terms and talked to each both online and offline. He showed no outward expression of hate, and did greet me in a positive manner, but had to think about sitting next to me for a good 5 seconds. I believe this to be an OD reaction towards IG.
Again, when I entered my dorm, a roommate of mine who is a very nice guy, greets me. He is known for his extended conversations, but, after stating that “Wow, I haven’t seen you in a few days”, he quickly turns and enters his room. And, while he did have company in his room, this was a very strange reaction for him. I cannot be completely sure that IG was the culprit, but my evidence so far has led me to believe that 4 shots of IG in a day, even with one seperated is far too much. Note that IS seems to have no affect on either of my friends.
Conclusion: No more than three shots of IG a day for me. I can perhaps try a fourth shot one more time, but it relieves me to know for know that I won’t be having to shoot four shots of these expensive mones in a single day.
frostworth out.
Frostworth, I find it amusing that in your last post you write like you swallowed a dictionary, but you are usually funnier. Still under the effects of IG!!
I find that some mones affect the way I write too; Shine makes me even sillier than usual.
Hah, your probably right. I was skimming my last post and was pretty surprised to have switched over to a more conservative side of myself. I don’t like it one bit. Fix that I must! After all, I’m trying to write a journal that’s not only worth it to read for whatever random information I can give, but also a humorous one.
Thanks for reading Tezza!
Test 6 : IG + IS : 1/27/10
I think I just found my sweet spot and a mix I can use everyday.
Awake from the mechanical rooster which rings at eight, I don the fanciest of my suits: a tight black shirt, slim-fit jeans, and a long jacket of attraction +10. Delving deep into the secret innards of my warp-portal, I decide to apply the magical potions of IG and IS all around my head (3 and 2 shots, respectively). The reason for spraying onto my head? Simple, all in preparation for the snowy days in which I will be wearing scarfs and other neck shielding clothing that would prevent mones from being their most effective. Plus, it’s become fairly common thought that multiple layers look great on any person. The reason for the dosage amounts is that I have found that the above mix, while not always visibly affecting everyone around me, I am actually able to maintain my concentration throughout any lecture; which is something very rare for me as I like to nod off at least for about 20 minutes every lecture or play on my iPod. So even if I fail to pick up any chicks, I succeed in paying attention in any boring lecture.
As I strutted along the dining hall in search of my food, an unknown monster had screeched my name. Wild…friend from High School appears? Back in that devilish hell-hole we call high school, where monsters lurk in every corner armed with toupes and red pens, seductive succubus’ tease the local boys with scantily clad clothing, and the muscleheaded ogres bash isolated and weak men, this acquaintance of mine who calls me out has never been anything more than just that: an acquaintance.
However, she not only approached me, but decided to dine with me. Honestly, it was hard to tell if this were actually a hit or not; as an acquaintance from high school who was also not with any company, this was probably a natural action, especially after spotting me; it would have been strange for a person, regardless of gender, to simply eat alone rather than with someone they at least knew a little bit of. Nevertheless, it was something to mention.
Around eventide, I had experienced my first real, solid hit from a girl who I had never met before. Entering my dorm room, a girl who was at least a good ten feet ahead of me, held the door for me. This was clearly just a gesture of courteousy as the buildings in my college all require key card access and it becomes such a hassle. However, when opening the second set of doors, which allowed me to be very close to her, she had this mischevious, yet seductive look in her eyes and a huge smile on her face. Again, another set of doors awaited us to the stairs, and she asked me, “Which floor was I going to?”. What? No one ever talks when going up the stairs. Nonetheless shows any interest in any other human body walking up and down the stairs. We have a quick rapport which I can’t really remember, but I had to quickly get off at my floor because I was already late for class. A shame, because she must have had a rocking body if she liked to walk up to the 15th floor every time she entered the room.
Next time, I swear.
Frostworth out.