[mitsur]

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Anyways, here we go with ch.3!

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CHAPTER 3: AFTERNOON

"Mitsur's gone."

"AFTER HIM!"

I should be as subtle as possible so they don't find me Mitsur thought.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed, running down the hallways at full speed, swinging his arms in every direction. His arms sent anything in his way flying. Pencils, coffee pots, pencil sharpeners, and even Mutual Friend was thrown into the air.

Behind him, SeaRex, Rex Tirano, Havoc, Max the Mug, Arxryl, Nemo, Al The Vykker, and a slightly woozy Snuzi were running, rubber chickens in their hands raised.

SeaRex was shouting obscenities; Havoc and Rexy were humming the William Tell Overture; Max, Arxryl, and Nemo were puffing along; Snuzi kept running into stuff.

"Hey Mitsur, how's it goin'?" Jordan_Boi said to him, oblivious to his yells or the murderous crowd behind Mitsur.

Mitsur's flailing arm collided with Jordan's face with roughly one CNRK (Chuck Norris Roundhouse Kick) unit of energy. Jordan was flown into the air, where his head smashed into the ceiling, and stuck there.

He wiggled, and was popped loose, where he landed right on Snuzi, who, for the third time that day since waking up, was knocked out.

The crowd kept running. Mitsur kept running. He was looking desperately for the infinite hallway, where he could find some sanctuary.

Mitsur suddenly remembered. He could use the conveniently-placed stair! The damn thing was just about everywhere, and lead to any place you wanted to on the second floor.

He concentrated, and then looked to his right. Where there had once been dirty, drippy wall, there was a door. He opened it and ran inside, then up the flight of steps, until he went through another door.

He glanced back down the stairs. SeaRex and co. were still chasing him, and Jordan had joined them to replace the thrice-knocked out Snuzi. He still had bits of plaster in his hair, and he seemed to have what appeared to be drywall in his mouth.

Then he went back, and found himself at the beginning of the Infinite Hallway. Alcar's door nearly burned off Mitsur's hair as he ran past it, it's golden-ness shining.

Finally, with the crowd still chasing him, he came to his door, and pulled it opened, and ran inside, but before he could close it, SeaRex stuck his head in, Rexy put her leg between it and the wall, and Al blocked the door with the loose part of his towel.

Havoc tried to put a fake tiger paw to make it look like he was a tiger, but it didn't fit. Jordan and Nemo just stood back and saying, "ANGRY NOISES!!" Max had sat down on the ground and leafing through an encyclopedia, seemingly unconcerned.

For a moment, both Mitsur and SeaRex stared in fascination at the female moderator's bare leg, and then snapped out of it.

"You won't get rid of me in a vaguely-hilarious way this time!" he snarled.

Mitsur nodded gravely, then grabbed Sea's nose, and pulled. Hard.

"I GOT YOUR NOSIE!" Mitsur yelled, and SeaRex yelled, pulled his head back. Mitsur let go, and SeaRex flew backwards, into Jordan, and they both flew backwards into MiyukiMiyazaki's door, which was covered in dust.

Mitsur had no idea how to get Rexy's leg out without being called either pervert or jerk for hitting a girl. Then he looked at Al's towel sticking out of the door, and then Rexy's leg. Understanding suddenly came to him as he remembered Rexy calling Al her lover.

Mitsur hesitated, then reached forward, and grasped the towel. Then he pulled as hard he could. The towel moved slightly.

"What the hell..." Mitsur heard him yell, and then Al gasped. But it was too late. Mitsur pulled a second time, and he fell back, clutching the towel in his hands.

He kicked the door closed, then scrambled up and locked it just as SeaRex dove for the opening, and it again slammed in his face.

From the other side, Al yelled in anger and embarrassment, Nemo told him to cover up, and SeaRex ran off. Jordan was most likely making the head-banging noise. The faint noise of pages turning told Mitsur Max was still reading.

Rexy, however, just said "Oh, my!" and started to giggle.

Mitsur thrust the towel under the door before any questionable events happened outside his door, and turned to his room, wiping off his sweat.
His room was simply but comfortably arranged. In one corner, a comfy couch was in front of a huge HD 1808i TV, which he had gotten as a bonus for his custom title. The only problem was, Havoc had sabotaged the satellite so all anyone could get was the San Francisco Zoo Tiger exhibits live.

Connected to it was an Xbox 360, a bonus for hitting 1000 posts. On a desk was a computer which had the OWF posting network as the homepage.
Off to the left, a door leading to the bathroom waited, and a closet was hanging empty to the right. Mitsur had wondered dimly why he didn't live in his room, but he had never really thought about it.

Throwing himself onto the couch, he turned on the TV. Instantly, the tigers were in front of him. Groaning over Havoc's OCD about tigers, he decided that getting beat up would be better than seeing The Lion House one more time.

He unlocked his door, and peered cautiously outside. Everyone was gone, except Max, who was still reading, but he looked up when the door opened.

"Oh, hey Mitsur."

"You...you aren't going to beat me up?" Mitsur asked.

"Nah, I'd rather read about Abe's genetic history."

"Oh. Okay. I'm gonna go get something to eat."

"'Kay."

Mitsur walked out, and then looked back at Max. Max waved cheerily. Mitsur shrugged, and then looked down. Al's towel was still on the floor. Shivering at the prospect of what it could mean, Mitsur jogged back down the hall.

"I AM OZ THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE!"

What the hell is that? Mitsur thought.

"I AM OZ THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE!"

Mitsur suddenly realized it, and was about to run, when the voice sounded again, even louder.

"I AM OZ THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE!!"

Abe16 came out of no where collided with Mitsur, and the turban on his head fell off in mid-sentence.

"I AM OZ THE- What the hell? What time is it?" Abe said, rubbing his head. "Feels like I’ve been hit with a bus...and what's that turban doing their? Wait....Bullet Magnet hasn't forced me into one of his tea parties again, has he?"

Mitsur smacked himself lightly on the head to bring himself back.

"I think you've been hypnotized." He said.

"Really?"

"Yeah. That green jewel probably has something to do with it."

"Eh. Okay. Bullet musta done that, because he said I'd look great in it. I can’t remember anything after he put it on me."

"Yeah, that sounds like something he'd do."

"Well, thanks for freeing my mind."

"Anytime, pal." Mitsur had a vague recollection of what Al had defined pal as, and had to stifle a laugh.

Abe16, still slightly kooky-looking, stumbled off the down the Infinite Hall.

Mitsur went the other way, toward the cafeteria, then realized Abe was probably going to somehow reach the end of the Infinite Hall.

He considered calling after him to turn Abe around, then thought better of it. Abe might even find the meaning of life at the end, if their was one. Better for him to figure it out what he was acting retarded, or it would probably make him back into Oz with the knowledge.

Mitsur shrugged, picked up Al's towel, waved at Max (still reading), and set off to the cafeteria.