August 3 (CW FINALE)

[Sa'ar Chasm]

Sa'ar Chasm: Yeah! If you're falling off a cliff, you might as well try to fly!
(Everyone stares)
Sa'ar Chasm: I'll go now.

Holy unexpected cameo, Batman!

Marc: Destructive interference of light waves. That's also why the sky is blue.

*squelches pedantic rant and tells himself it's a joke*

Zeke: Well, that was interesting. It turns out there are no people anywhere in the world.

Marc: You don't say.

*znerk*

Zeke: Not a problem. I have seven days left to find one of them. They can run, but they can't hide....

TUESDAY

WEDNESDAY

THURSDAY

Zeke: Okay, maybe they can hide. I need a better plan.

GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Derek: (behind Zeke) BOO!

Zeke: GAH!

Nan: NINJA!

I've had ICQ conversations like that, only without Derek or Zeke.

(Derek clubs Zeke over the head with his FBI bazooka and takes off.)

He still has that?

Guy Behind Hoodied Man In Line: Oo! Permission! (KICK)

*snicker* Such a Canadian reaction.

Scooter: Like a transmitter. Round and massive, somewhere slam-bang in the middle of Toronto.

Isn't Canada's Wonderland in Niagara Falls or something? And did anyone else think he was talking about the CN tower?

Zeke: Must everyone make a dummy out of me?

Better a dummy than a monkey. You've taken self-deprecation to rareified heights. It's asking for an oxygen tank.

Samara: This is our fantasy, remember? We can change things. Observe.

(Samara gradually shifts into --)

Marc: Voilà.

That took some doing.

Kira: (shaking Zeke by the shirt) We don't have time for "soon"! We need another cliffhanger NOW!

Or a high-level cleric or a few gallons of holy water or just lots and lots of guns.

Top form, Zeke. Oh, and self-deprecation caught altitude sickness and wandered into a fissure in its delirium.

Also: ovipositor *twitch*