dashes

Dash

Dashed Lines

They're breaking our lines!

We broke through the enemy lines.

They broke through our defenses.

Renee, we got a breach in the cordon at gate 6. One of the Starkwood ops

We should be out on the front lines, blasting droids.

Apparently not. How did this operative get past our perimeter?

Perhaps it's time we made a visit behind enemy lines.

If one of your people helped him get through the perimeter.

The Frontier is down, the moon is eclipsed, the Starfighters are dead. Invade!

And so each of these lines represents some signal that we're getting out of a piece of a protein.

No, sir. And he shimmered off to his lair.

Set a more complicated dash pattern defined by an array.

And when things got worse, when the military cordon got overrun, the rest bolted.

Soon as the decoy freighters arrive in the system, they'll break wireless silence.

Like this. Lip them.

T'Pol and I have isolated a specific frequency of radiation... that disrupts the silicon matrix of the virus.

I can't raise that kind of money, and you know it.

The regime is shaking its fist at the world.

Bally pirates!

A dateless bargain to engrossing death! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide!

Multiple Announcers Drug war. Mass destruction.

It was a smart little landau which rattled up to the door of Briony Lodge.

revoked

Revoke...

Discard

Destroy it? !

Bankrupt.

A nice visual composition of symmetry.

Break, break it down. Break it down!

You have never met my son, Wilmot, I think? Motty, darling, this is Mr. Wooster.

Evolute of a curve

Shipwreck

Discard

It fell right out.

We're broke.

Blasting?

Demolition Team.

Got a breach.

Security protocol breached.

He was moaning a bit.

What for an alien might be seen as something recreational, setting fire to a truck, derailing a train, is for us obviously an extremely destructive act.

And all that remained was a ruined blank and waste lying around me, unbroken to the dark horizon.