Post: #1

It was a nice August Paris evening, when the summer breeze is blowing the scent of wine and lavender across the Seine river, and the sweet scent of fresh pussies in summer skirts heavy in the air.

Since I have a RVF member coming to visit me, I gathered up the crew and took them to my favorite secret bars, hidden from the eyes of French plebeians, where I had enjoyed untold pleasure with the crème of Paris' femininity.

So it was, that a Vietnamese, an American and an Austrian walked into an open-sky bar.

As I picked out the best table where I had just recently enjoyed the sweet taste of a nubile young girl's lips the day before, we started to feel like there was a greater presence here. Something grander, larger than life, yet so subtle.

Not too far into our conversation, I discovered, with utter shock and joy, whose presence it was: Roosh was right in front of my eyes.

There he was, in all of his grandeur.

Note his alpha body language and smirk, turning his body toward his friend and giving nothing to his female admirers, cause nigga that's how alphas act. Notice the t-shirt he wears, a simple sparrow on a white shirt (cause black shirts are for retarded), subtle yet very alpha peacocking.

And DEM BEARD!!!! In the city of bearded hipsters and barbaric Arab, it befalls the prophet of RVF to have the most legendary, awe inspiring beard of all! You could see raw alphaness radiating from them beard. If Roosh met the prophet Mohamed that day, he would tell him and all his muslim invaders to "go home" because they aren't beardy enough.

Note how the other beta guy, whom you only see an arm here because he is insignificant, is a chair away from our man because betas has no business mingling with alphas. Note again how he chose to place his girls on the opposite side of the table, because they have done nothing to merit sitting next to him. Note again the substantial size of these females and how Roosh's taste has changed. I'm not one to judge because it is not the business of mortal to second-guess prophets.

All the night we did nothing but observe Roosh's commanding presence and drink in the game wisdom from afar.

When he left, there was an empty void in the place. I had to run home and chronicle this meeting right a way. Soon it will be the new Bible the book of Dalaran, and how he saw a god in action.

Post: #2

(08-18-2016 03:33 AM)Dalaran1991 Wrote:  Note his alpha body language and smirk, turning his body toward his friend and giving nothing to his female admirers, cause nigga that's how alphas act.

I gotta give you your black man card. I've been meaning to do that, but now it has to happen.

Post: #3

Damn, you got me

Post: #4

(08-18-2016 03:53 AM)Handsome Creepy Eel Wrote:  Damn, you got me

Notice how Roosh in my paparazzi picture and Roosh in that gif are exactly the same. Except he was still wearing that black beta shirt.

Who else now dares challenges the supremacy of my story?!