18-second 16:9 cinematic fantasy martial-arts sequence in a vast verdant forest under a dramatic stormy sky. Moss, ferns, wet leaves, tall trees — not desert, not sand. @image1 is absolute character truth for person 1. @image2 is absolute character truth for person 2. Photocopy both sheets. Do not describe appearance, hair, clothes, or faces. Use they / their / them only. SHOT 1 — 0:00–0:02 Extreme close-up. The frame is almost filled with swirling green leaves, mist, and bright shafts of forest light rushing toward the camera. Motion blur, volumetric rays. SHOT 2 — 0:02–0:04 Reveal a huge empty forest clearing, dark rocky ridge behind the trees. @image1 and @image2 appear in the distance, moving rapidly across the moss. Camera tracks low. SHOT 3 — 0:04–0:06 @image1 launches a martial-arts cut, rotating through the air. A brilliant blue-white energy trail follows the sword; a warm orange-golden energy arc sweeps around. Energy is physical and luminous, lighting the mist. SHOT 4 — 0:06–0:09 Overhead / three-quarter. @image1 spins across the forest floor; @image2 mirrors at a distance. Robes make large circular shapes. Orange energy ring, blue-white pulses from the blades. Leaves and earth spiral outward. SHOT 5 — 0:09–0:12 Camera pulls back. A gigantic leaf-and-mist vortex forms around both. Particles and chunks of earth rotate. They stay visible in the center, blue-white and golden energy. Enormous scale. SHOT 6 — 0:12–0:14 Wide. A massive tornado-like column of leaves and mist rises from the clearing into the dark clouds. Both partially visible inside. Circular disturbances on the moss. Dark storm vs illuminated foliage. SHOT 7 — 0:14–0:16 Fast push-in through the vortex toward @image1. They emerge, sword extended. Blue-white energy streams from the blade. Debris flies past the camera. @image2 still in the wind behind. SHOT 8 — 0:16–0:18 Heroic close/medium. @image1 faces the camera, calm, sword diagonal. @image2 stands just behind and to the side. Mist and sunlight. End on a still, powerful hold. No on-screen text. AUDIO: wind, leaves, energy whoosh, no lyrics.
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Create a polished 15-second 16:9 fictional shoe commercial. Photoreal editorial cinematography. Sound ON. PRODUCT LOCK: a pair of black suede crystal-strap stilettos is exactly the attached pair — black suede pointed stiletto pumps, cream insole, crystal-jewel ankle straps with a dangling crystal, stiletto heel, no back strap on the heel. Photocopy these shoes. Never sneakers. Never ivory runners. Never coral midsoles. SUBJECT: Exactly one adult seen from the waist down. Black tailored trousers or a slim black hem. Same pair of a pair of black suede crystal-strap stilettos on both feet. No other people. No face. LOCATION: One elegant city sidewalk, initially nearly monochrome cool gray. Wet pavement. 0–3s: Extreme low-angle close-up of the right stiletto hovering above wet gray pavement. It lands firmly once. On contact a circular silver-crystal / champagne light wave ripples out across the pavement. 3–9s: Track alongside the legs, two or three deliberate steps in the stilettos. As the wave travels, the gray street and buildings become rich warm color and amber sunlight. Shoes stay physically realistic. Heels click. No floating. 9–12s: Arc around the planted stiletto at ground level while the last gray parts become colorful. Crystal strap sparkles. 12–15s: Clean close product view of the planted black suede stiletto, sharp suede texture, crystal strap, warm backlight, colorful city soft behind. Hold 1.5s. AUDIO: city atmosphere, deep impact on first footfall, original electronic rhythm, no vocals, no songs. No on-screen text. Duration 15s. Aspect 16:9. OPENING: already the shoe above pavement — never a white packshot still.
PAINTED ACTION SHORT. ONE PERFORMER AGAINST A PATROL. NO DIALOGUE. FIFTEEN SECONDS. ASSET MAP - every reference is bound here and cited by tag below: @avatar_1 - the tracker, and the only named performer in the film. Face, hair, skin, age, build and every physical characteristic come entirely from @avatar_1 and never from this text. IDENTITY LOCK - HIGHEST PRIORITY: the tracker is exactly the person in @avatar_1. Keep their face, hair, skin tone and build the same from the first frame to the last. Do not restyle them, do not age them up or down, do not slim or bulk the build, and never put a second or third performer in frame with a speaking part. One performer, the same one, for the whole film. DRAWN, NOT PASTED: @avatar_1 is drawn into the painted style of the film - brush texture, ink shadow, flat graphic light - and never composited in as a photograph. Their face still has to read as unmistakably theirs: the same features, the same proportions, the same hair and skin tone, translated into paint. ATTACHED REFERENCES ARE MANDATORY AND FINAL: if a reference is attached, that is the performer - reproduce them exactly, in every shot, and never invent a different one. The attached reference outranks every word written below it. FACE TIME: @avatar_1's face is clearly visible and clearly lit in the first shot and again in the last. Never bury it in shadow, never cover it, and never hold the camera behind them for a whole shot. STYLE: hand-painted animated action in the manner of a printed comic brought to motion. Thick visible brush texture on every surface, hard graphic shadows, saturated jungle greens against warm skin tones, shafts of hard sunlight cutting through canopy haze, dust and spray catching the light. Bold clean shapes, strong silhouettes, cel-animation timing with snappy holds on the impacts. Not photoreal at any point. WARDROBE LOCK: @avatar_1 wears a mud-streaked dark green oilskin coat open over a grey undershirt, a long strip of cloth wound around the left forearm from wrist to elbow, heavy laced boots, and a plain machete in a worn leather sheath at the hip. No hat, no headband, no bow, no dog tags, no insignia, no lettering on any garment. These garments are fixed for the whole film and only their drape adapts to the body wearing them. THE PATROL: four armed figures in plain olive field uniforms with soft caps, carrying rifles. Faces kept in shadow or turned away. No badges, no flags, no unit markings, no readable lettering anywhere on them. THE PLACE: deep rainforest. Buttressed roots, hanging vines, a floor of wet leaf litter, a shallow brown river running through the middle of it. Mist hangs between the trunks and the light comes down in hard vertical columns. 00:00-00:03 Close on @avatar_1 turned to camera, canopy light falling across the face, eyes up and steady, drawing the machete in one unhurried motion. The face is large in frame and fully readable. Far behind them down the corridor of trees, one of the patrol is a small shape in the haze. The camera holds. 00:03-00:06 Cut to boots at ground level, running hard through leaf litter, water and leaves kicking up past the lens. The camera tracks alongside at speed. 00:06-00:09 Cut to a medium shot in a clearing: @avatar_1 turns hard into two of the patrol at close quarters and strikes the nearest rifle aside. Fast, heavy, unglamorous movement, and the face catches the light through the turn. The camera whips with the turn. 00:09-00:12 Cut to a wide shot across the shallow river: two of the patrol stand in the water at the far bank with rifles raised, and @avatar_1 swings low and hard, sweeping the legs from under the nearest one so they go down into the brown water in a sheet of spray. The camera pushes in with the movement. 00:12-00:15 Cut to @avatar_1 alone in the shallows, coat heavy with water, the patrol down around them, a small fire burning in the wreck of a camp behind. The camera pushes in slowly until the face fills the frame, lit and clear, and holds there to the last frame. This is the first and only fire in the film - nothing burns before this shot. AUDIO: rainforest under everything - insects, distant birds, water running over stones. Boots in wet leaves, cloth and leather under strain, the dull heavy impacts of the fight, a body hitting water, fire crackling at the end. A spare percussive score built on low drums and one held low string note, kept well under the effects and never rising to a peak. No voices, no shouting, no dialogue, no lyrics. Do not generate subtitles, captions, on-screen text, a title card, a logo, a wordmark, a watermark or any readable lettering or numerals anywhere in frame. Do not generate spoken dialogue or narration.
Red carpet reveal 80's Hollywood glamour. Avatar in dramatic black coat and oversized hat walks down red carpet toward camera. Reaches center under intense spotlight, dramatically drops coat revealing stunning [PRODUCT DESCRIPTION]. Photographers erupt with flashing cameras and paparazzi chaos. Avatar poses alone under all spotlight lights. Dark cinematic fashion aesthetic with deep shadows, intense golden-amber spotlight, and film grain throughout. Realistic professional luxury editorial quality.
30-second 16:9 cinematic. @image1 is the fighter — photocopy their face. Outfit: dark blue-black battle armour, spear that later unfolds into a long energy rifle. Do not invent a different face. The enemy is an ICE DRAGON: colossal wingless oriental serpentine body, pale-blue ice-crystal scales, frost mane, ice horns, no fire, no lava. Frozen black-stone ruin over an ice abyss. Storm of ice crystals, not embers. 0–6s: Low TRACK under a giant ice claw slamming down. The fighter slides through, cyan spear flashing, stabs the claw. 6–12s: They climb the frozen arm and spine. Ice shards fly. FPV past the jaws. Frost breath blast — they vault a stone pillar. 12–18s: Along the ice-ridge of the back, a heavy spear cut. Ice scales crack, pale-blue frost-blood mist. The dragon recoils and a close frost-breath knocks them away. 18–24s: They slam onto a cliff altar, spear-tail braking. The same spear unfolds into a long cyan energy rifle. The ice dragon coils in the storm, ice-core glowing in the chest. 24–30s: Kneeling, they track the core and fire a white-cyan beam that punches the ice-core. Hold. No slow-mo. No on-screen text. AUDIO: ice crack, roar, spear hits, one rifle blast.
A 15-second 16:9 photoreal tech unboxing. Sound ON. ALAN is exactly the attached portrait — dark hair, beard, hazel-green eyes, black shirt. Same face every frame. Do not change him into a woman. PRODUCT is the DJI Osmo Pocket 3 from the stills: compact black gimbal camera, flip screen, joystick, orange ring button, white Creator Combo box with the camera printed on it. NEVER a MacBook. NEVER a laptop. OPENING: Frame 1 is already the sealed white box sliding toward camera. Never a grey studio portrait of Alan. 0–4s: Extreme close-up of the white Osmo Pocket 3 Creator Combo box sliding toward camera. Pull-tab, CLICK, lid rises. Cut to Alan’s face, natural: “Today we’re unboxing the Osmo Pocket 3.” 4–9s: Overhead. He lifts the lid, takes out the black Pocket 3, flips the screen, fingers on the joystick. 9–12s: Macro of the lens, screen, orange button. He powers it, screen lights. 12–15s: He holds the Pocket 3 toward camera, small smile. “First impression — this is going to be fun.” Studio desk, mic in background. AUDIO: cardboard, click, his voice, studio room. No other people. Duration 15s. Aspect 16:9.
Create a 15-second 16:9 FPV commercial. Sound ON. Photoreal, fast continuous camera, no cuts if possible. PRODUCT LOCK: The hero at the end is exactly a maroon 92% cacao bar with gold foil from the stills — maroon/burgundy 92% cacao carton with gold foil inner, a scored dark-chocolate bar of even squares, eagle mark on the squares. Photocopy this bar. Never a coffee cup. Never espresso. Never a different candy. FPV path (coffee-origin rhythm, cocoa instead): 0–3s: Fly over a tropical cacao plantation, yellow-orange pods. 3–6s: A pod splits, wet beans, then beans drying in the sun. 6–9s: Roast, then grind into dark liquid chocolate. 9–12s: Liquid pours into a bar mold, sets. 12–15s: FPV lands on a maroon 92% cacao bar with gold foil: carton + gold foil + the scored dark bar, close, hero hold. AUDIO: whoosh of flight, jungle, crack of pod, roast crackle, pour, then a deep resolved hit on the bar. No vocals. No on-screen text. Duration 15s. Aspect 16:9. OPENING: already flying over trees — never a white packshot still.
Generate a first-person GoPro surf ride that ends with a cocktail at a bar over the water.
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