The System In My Head

Neg vs. humiliation

In a nightclub full of attractive targets, Ben the poisonous dragon licks his lips with a forked tongue with the concept of making girls humiliated...

Beluga shook his head. "The insults are rather strong, but arguably neg works as a subtle form of it..."

"I want to try it." To the poison dragon, his strongest instinct was to spit out his corrosive breath. The situation only determines the hole ...

As dance music fills his ears, with the freedom to be himself, Ben feels like a wild beast that has been returned to the wild, as a deep urge dominates him to spread his wings and dings...

He looked around*****, searched for the right target to receive his prize. He was unsure about the limits of begging, so wanted to test where they lied first. He decided to approach the actress-looking girl at the bar which gave him a rude rejection earlier. Taking a closer look at her to adjust the opener, she noticed her extremely thick dark blue eye makeup, which made it seem almost like she was wearing a mask.

On this approach, he did not want to show his romantic intentions. So, she walked with indirect body language and a relaxed expression, just like a stranger might when about to ask for a time.

The moment the woman saw this, even though she rejected it earlier, she did not directly ignore it, because she did not understand what she wanted. With a warm smile, Ben conveyed his opening. "Did it hurt?"

He grunts. "Come on. Really cheesy? Who doesn't know this one? When I fell from heaven, right?"

"No, I was thinking it might be a parking lot, because from blue eyes I saw you land on your face."

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His face turned pale. For reasons unknown to him, the insults coming out of Ben's mouth bring extra acidity to it. "How dare you say that to a woman?"

Ben's eyebrows shot up. "Oh, you're a girl? Excuse um. I was unconscious because my vision went beyond gender and race... I thought you were a ninja turtle that wasn't completely mutated."

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Moments later, walking back to his bud, Ben nodded. "Yes, that's too far ..." He realizes that he must turn off the dragon title of poison which adds extra soul damage to the neg.

"What's going on?" Chuck looked scared.

Ben shrugged his shoulders. "She said 'i'm a girl.' I told him boobs or gtfo."

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He sighed. "He's gtfo..."

Chuck blinked. "Yes... Still, even though your neg is rude, isn't he overreacting a little? Fall like that?"

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Antonio shook his head in disagreement. "Is he trying to make a joke? He thinks he's in Three Stooges? Slapstick isn't funny these days..."

*Batuk*Ben understands that with the title of poison dragon, neg from his mouth looks more like Zangief suplex...

So, he changed the title to C*ckpuncher, a good security measure in any situation...

Beluga also added his wisdom. "Benjamin, you mustn't be hostile. Even though you ignored him, he had to believe that you were on his side."

Ben's eyes shone with awareness. "understand. I'll try again." Understanding his mistake, Ben scans the new target. On the edge of the dance floor, he saw a tall woman and walked towards her. Approaching with a light dance move, Ben showed a bright smile at her, nodding to get her attention. "Hi!"

"Hi!" he answered back.

He watched her from top to bottom with a surprised expression. "Well, aren't you a glass of piss!"

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Not long after, he recounted the failure to the Fracking Crew ...

Chuck grimacing. "I think it's... Is it better?"

Antonio chuckles. "Whatis that? A glass of piss?"

Ben frowned. "But he shouldn't refuse my tos!"

"Toss five isn't enough Benjamin! Not always!"

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Beluga breathed. "Look, Neg is not an insult. You can't make it seem intentional. That's why the best way to convey it, is as a backhand compliment; you say something that sounds like a compliment, but has neg in it. That's what really catches their attention."

Antonio knows about this. "Yes, for example. You might approach a girl wearing normal clothes and say, 'Hey, I like your style, I admire your courage for being brave' dressing so unusual." It sounds like you gave her a compliment, but she'll worry. Like 'Unusual? Do I look weird.'"

Ben nodded in understanding. 'So, you buried that neg in praise ...' Understanding his mistakes, he wanted to improve, so he was looking for a new target. Near the DJ's booth, he spotted a beautiful woman with curly hair in a leather jacket, and approached her.

As he reached it, Ben opened it with an indirect sentence: "Hey, do you know what time the club is closed?"

He's nodding. "Yes, I think 4."

"Remember, wrap it up with compliments." At this moment, Ben prepared his neg. "Thank you! I like your style!"

"Oh thank you!"

"Yes! You look like you're auditioning for a prison production of 'Grease!'"

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A minute later...Ben talks to Beluga.

"Why is it a prison production?!?" Beluga frowned.

"Fat is classic! It would not be as futile as normal production!"

"Your brain is not normal!" He doesn't know how to help this kid...

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"Good friends, Ben isn't the kind of person who can find new things like this so quickly by himself." Antonio intervened because he already understood his cousin's problem. "We'd better all do some sets together. What say?"

At that suggestion, everyone agreed, but they had to think of a suitable tactic first. With that in mind, they discuss what role is best for each person to play. After all, group pick-up is a team sport; it takes one opener, someone to focus on stripping off obstacles, and several other special roles. So, after a short conversation, they make a plan and immediately begin their approach.

It was a night that left little, if any, of the people they came into contact with.

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Actually, it was just called by Ben.

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