The System In My Head

Charismatic chaos

Standing in a nightclub bar, Beluga's screams beat the music. "You asked him to come home with you?!?"

"You said isolate him somewhere alone!" Ben retaliated.

"I mean to the bar or the dance floor! Not to act like a stray dog!"

"Someone has to bring them in!"

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Antonio also chimed in. "What kind of damage was that given?!? Destructive yourself?!? Your team deleted us!"

Even Chuck added something. "What do you want to be an ADC? A catalyst?"

Ben's face was grim as soon as they all complained. He's a little down now. He completely misunderstood what Beluga said.

Seeing this, Chuck decides to keep the peace. "Well guys, there's no point arguing. It's just a set and there's much more here."

Sighing, Antonio and Beluga also let go. They knew Ben had only been doing this for a few months, so mistakes were normal.

As for Ben, he also understood this kind of mistake was inevitable for one simple reason—dia was too charismatic. As an amplifier, charisma worked on his stats, but it worked through his actions... That means his good moves become great, and his bad moves become After Earth...

The problem is when it combines other intermediate stats with its lack of common sense...Ben's bad moves come too often for comfort, literally...

Consistency is never his strength.

Beluga decided to explain the situation to him in more detail this time. “We haven't been able to get the female out of the club, yet. The first problem was that it was still early in the morning and everyone had just arrived, so they would hesitate to leave. The second problem is where we are.

Elsewhere, we can try to get the women to go somewhere else, but it's not a good idea here because it's the best club. That means the women will be very resistant to go elsewhere. It's one of the negatives of coming here, but it's balanced with the high quality of talent."

Ben nodded in understanding.

Antonio added something. "So to be clear, isolation here means going somewhere else in the club, not their home, or their grandmother's home.or-"

"I got it!" Ben felt the urge to use his title but he knew he was the one making the mistake, so he turned that frustration into motivation to do better in the next set.

As the four prepare to return for a second booty duty tour...Ben asked to rest in the bathroom. Leaving the three holding the bar, he walked into the restroom. 'This club is huge ...' As he walked away from the bar, the area became darker and filled with people. It forced him to pay attention to their feet as he passed by so he didn't bump into anyone.

Despite being cautious, when he approached the bathroom, he bumped into a man standing in front of him. However, as he tried to step left, right, the man continued to block him! Don't let him through! 'Does this bastard have a problem?' Ben realizes this may be the start of a physical altercation, as his adrenaline is pumped up and he clenches his hand. "You got a problem?!?" He looked into the dirt bag's eyes...

And look at himself in a mirror the size of a wall...

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As it turns out, the betting favorite is for the winner, not anyone...

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Then, as if Ben's bladder was shrinking, his urgency to use the bathroom seemed to increase as he ran towards it...

Five minutes later...Ben returns to the crew, having unconsciously buried his memories for the previous few minutes.

The team's setup is the same, with Antonio reconnaissance, Beluga tanking, Chuck disarming, and Ben's settlement. The results this time were much better, though varied. After all, it was a nightclub full of youngsters and distractions, a place where sets break down for various reasons. However, the biggest wild card of all— is Ben.

Although not in a bad way. He is sometimes a savior! His performance was unstable, but no one doubted his worth to the team. At times, the dialogue and performances are spectacular, creating a greater contribution than the Beluga. Of course, at other times, his finger was like missing from the myrrh button and pressing the nuke...

"I like your style! You look like the kind of girl in charge, someone who appreciates saving money by enjoying a honeymoon at the carnival."

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"What did you learn? Huh, that was unexpected. Oh, why am I surprised? For some reason, when I saw you, I imagined you a month as a scholar of transsexual dance theory."

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"Have you ever been to the bathroom here? Did you see that big mirror? Weird right? ...Is that normal for club toilets? Oh, why would I ask that? I don't know, you seem to use a lot of public bathrooms."

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They are the best line. They are the worst line...

It is the age of wisdom. It was an age of stupidity...

Ben's performance was either successful or a failure, but what no one can deny, is that his addition was decisive. That way, he fulfills his role as ADC, either bringing the team or closing early. The most valuable aspect of her moves was, they saved the team a lot of time, allowing them to open many women's groups.

Instead of making slow progress on just a few sets throughout the night, which is common in nightlife venues, with Ben's contribution, they were able to open many and close many. It caused them all to get a number and even occasionally make out! Since only the numbers they could get for now, it was a good result!

In fact, the one who gets the most kissing opportunities isn't Ben or Beluga, but Chuck! With the strength of his shota, the girls grabbed him, who after he used the game to increase his attractiveness, turned into trying to lick his face. Their aggressiveness is not even comfortable to watch. It made Ben almost feel sorry for the man. At one point, a girl even tore off her sleeve, revealing something that made her face pale: a scar on her wrist.

Realizing Chuck must have his own difficult background that he hasn't shared yet, Ben sighed. 'The youth of today are too pessimistic...' He thought like a parent despite being born in the same year...

But Ben knew something. He doesn't know about Chuck's problem, but seeing him so cheerful and friendly now only makes Ben appreciate him more. 'A good boy. Once I become the Emperor of the Harem, I will definitely give you inappropriate times or occasional sloppy ...'

This is the most generous you can expect from a PUA with women ...

At that rate, hours passed as the Fracking Crew walked through the club, collecting numbers and looking for the ideal set: a group of girls they could get real results. But soon, when they were trapped in a new set of beautiful women in the bar, they all looked at each other, realizing something: 'These girls... The perfect set... We have found them!'