CHARACTER LOCK — HIGHEST PRIORITY: The person in every shot is exactly the person in @image1. Preserve their facial identity, facial structure, eye shape and spacing, eyebrows, nose, mouth, exact skin tone, hairline, hairstyle, hair length, texture and colour, freckles and distinctive marks, apparent age, build and body proportions — identically, shot to shot. Preserve their gender presentation exactly as shown; do not masculinize, feminize or otherwise reinterpret it. Do not beautify, slim, de-age or restyle them. Refer to them only as they/them in this prompt. ATTACHED IMAGE IS MANDATORY AND FINAL: The attached image outranks every word written below it: wherever the attached image and this text disagree, follow the image. ASSET MAP: @image1 — the tiny living person. Photocopy face, hair, skin, and the clothes on the still (emerald satin button-down, black wide-leg trousers, long blonde braid from a high ponytail, thin gold necklace, tan structured handbag in one hand, tan loafers). Ignore the grey studio pad and any gym, brick wall, banners, weights, or extra people behind @image1 — that pad is not a set. Never freeze on the attached still as frame 0. Never show a checkerboard or transparency grid. HANDS: hands are always anatomically correct with five fingers each, naturally proportioned, in every shot they appear. SINGLE SUBJECT: only @image1 appears as a living subject — no other people or extra hands enter frame at any point. They are a tiny real person, not a doll. SCALE REALISM: @image1 is only a few centimetres tall on a real, full-size home-office desk among everyday objects (a stapler, a phone charger cable, a stack of books, loose coins). Match lighting and colour grade between the tiny person and the surroundings so the whole shot reads as one real photograph, not a composite. The scale contrast is clearly visible in the very first frame. Unbranded: no logos, no brand names, no readable text on the stapler, books, cable or desk. PROP CONTINUITY: the charger cable, the stapler and the stack of books are all visible from frame 1, placed across the desk — nothing new appears later unexplained. CAUSALITY LOCK: every obstacle has a shown, physical cause — the cable swings because it was already gently moving from a draft, not randomly; papers stir from a desk-fan gust a half-second before that same gust reaches them; their catch and recovery are a direct physical reaction to that gust, never an unexplained save. PACING: real, energetic, continuous motion for nearly the whole duration — no calm establishing pause longer than 1 second. Each beat below must read as a distinct, clearly readable event, not a blur — slow down fractionally at the peak of each obstacle so the action is visible, then keep moving. Do NOT default to a calm, mostly-still shot. Shot 1 must open already in motion. Never freeze on the reference still. SCENE: a cluttered home-office desk at warm late-afternoon light. @image1, only a few centimetres tall, is already running across the desk surface toward a stapler at the far end, weaving between obstacles. Whimsical live-action macro realism, shallow depth of field. Tiny real person — not a doll, not a statue. 0–2s: Already sprinting — they dash across open desk space, dodging a stray coin rolling slowly in their path, vaulting over it without breaking stride. 2–4s: A phone charger cable hanging off the desk edge swings into their path like a pendulum, already mid-swing from an earlier draft. They time it, duck low, and slide underneath just as it passes overhead. 4–6s: A sudden gust from an unseen desk fan hits — loose papers nearby flutter and lift first, a half-second before the gust reaches them. They stagger, grab the edge of a book to keep from being blown back, and hold on through the gust. 6–8s: Gust passes. They let go, climb the stacked books like steps, using the raised spine of the top book as a final foothold to reach the base of the stapler. 8–10s: They reach the top of the stapler — the highest point on the desk in view — and stand there, chest heaving, looking out across the whole desk landscape they just crossed. The full size contrast is clearly visible in this final frame. STYLE: photoreal live-action macro, warm late-afternoon desk lighting, shallow depth of field. Vertical 9:16. Tiny real person on a giant desk — not a doll, not a statue. AUDIO (native, synced, no BGM, no voiceover, no narration): quick tiny footsteps, a whoosh as the cable swings past, a gust of wind and papers fluttering, a grunt of effort at the book-grab, a relieved exhale at the top. No on-screen text, no watermark, no subtitles.

Stylized 3D animated film, exaggerated cartoon physics, squash and stretch. The attached first frame is the set, the cast and the flat unassembled pieces of THE PRODUCT. Every piece keeps the exact colour, material, texture, trim, hardware and markings it has in the first frame. THE PRODUCT is never redesigned, recoloured or relettered, and it never changes scale: it stays the same small piece of pet furniture the pieces belong to, roughly two kittens tall. It must never grow into a shed, a cabin or a human-sized building. 0-2s - Two kittens plant their paws on the blueprint; one taps the drawing twice, another bats the chunky calculator. All of them look up from the paper toward the pieces on the grass. 2-4s - They haul the first upright panel into standing position, three kittens shoving it from behind while a fourth steadies the edge with both paws. 4-7s - The second panel is walked into place and joined into a standing corner, then the panel carrying the opening is slotted in between them. THE PRODUCT now stands as an open frame. 7-9s - Two kittens carry a roof piece over their heads and lower it onto the frame; another fits a shelf or ledge onto the side, turning a screw with one paw. 9-10s - The kittens step back onto the grass and look up at what they have built. Camera: low and slow, a push-in over the blueprint, then a steady arc around THE PRODUCT as it rises. Warm golden afternoon light, green lawn, wooden fence and flowering shrubs behind. High-end CG animation, lively and slightly unreal. No text anywhere, no lettering on the hard hats. No cardboard boxes or cartons anywhere in the frame. AUDIO: upbeat comedic orchestral score running the whole take, hollow wooden knocks and clacks as pieces meet, a couple of screwdriver ratchets, busy excited kitten meows, light garden ambience with birds. No dialogue and no human voice of any kind.

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Two of you rip an explosive hip-hop routine on a golden-hour rooftop — synced footwork, body rolls, trade-off solos and a duo freeze. Upload two photos, you both keep your own faces. One continuous 20s take to a hard 808 beat. Music only.

ATTACHED IMAGES ARE MANDATORY AND FINAL. They outrank every word written below them: wherever an attached image and this text disagree, follow the image. @image1 is the absolute identity lock for the cat — its exact coat colour, pattern and markings, face, eyes, ears, build and its white apron, with no drift in any frame. Never invent a different animal. @image2 is the absolute lock for the drink — the same vessel, the same contents, the same colour and the same fill level in every serving on the tray. Handheld vertical phone footage, documentary look, inside a traditional Balkan kafana tavern. The cat@image1 walks upright on its hind legs like a waiter. One front paw is raised high above its head, balancing a round metal tray that carries exactly five identical servings of the drink@image2, every one matching the reference exactly. The camera tracks alongside at cat height, low to the wooden floor, bouncing slightly with each step, table legs and chair legs rushing past, the cat clear of furniture and never hidden behind it. Around it a warm dim kafana: dark wood panelling, long tables under red-and-white checkered tablecloths, bentwood chairs, framed old photographs on the walls, amber pendant lamps. The guests at the tables turn to look, laughing and clapping, a few lifting phones to film. In the final beats the cat reaches an occupied table, slows, brings both front paws to the rim of the tray and slides it flat down onto the checkered tablecloth, then lets go and lowers its paws; the five servings rock once and settle, the glasses clink, and the guests burst out laughing. Realistic fur detail, warm tungsten interior light, shallow depth of field, natural handheld shake, normal speed. AUDIO: kafana ambience — overlapping chatter and bursts of laughter, chairs scraping, glasses clinking as the tray lands, faint live tamburitza music underneath. No voice-over, no music sting.

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VERTICAL 9:16 22 seconds. Handheld selfie UGC in an SUV, driver’s seat. Hard cuts. ONE person. No on-screen captions. CHARACTER LOCK: the person is exactly @image1. Preserve face, hair, skin, age, build, gender presentation. Use they / their / them only. @image1 = FACE only. Photocopy this person. Do not copy studio wardrobe from the lock. Casual car clothes: plain t-shirt, no hat. @image2 = THIS drink, FRONT. Photocopy the can exactly as in @image2, its colours and label as printed. NEVER a different can. @image3 = THIS drink, BACK / nutrition label. Photocopy the label panel. NEVER invent a different label. They hold the real @image2 can whenever the can is in frame. 0.00–6.00 Driver’s seat selfie. Holds @image2 up to camera. ON CAMERA: “All right, hot take here, but this is way more important than coffee in my cup holder in the morning. Like, I don’t leave without it.” 6.00–9.00 Hard cut. Close-up of @image3 nutrition label, readable. ON CAMERA: “And look at what’s in it. That’s it.” 9.00–13.00 Speaks to camera, then cut to close-up of @image2 front of the can. ON CAMERA: “It’s so good and it just hits every time. I literally bought a whole case again last night.” 13.00–22.00 Points at the label on the can, then talks to camera. ON CAMERA: “See that? That’s my drink, and it keeps me going for the whole day. Don’t sleep on this. If you need a real boost, this is it right here.” Same person. Same can as the photos, both sides. SUV interior. No extra people. Never a studio still as frame 0.

A reaction reveal in two shots. Three people at a bus stop react one by one to something the camera never shows, then a hard cut reveals it: the person standing astride two identical copies of the uploaded car, arms folded, riding them down a sunlit street. Upload ANY face and ONE photo of ANY car — the second shot builds a matching twin of it. 10s, 9:16, ambient audio, no dialogue.

@image1 is the cat and the absolute identity lock. Reproduce this exact animal in every frame: their coat colour and pattern, fur length and texture, ear shape and set, eye colour and shape, muzzle, markings, whiskers and body build exactly as shown. Never substitute a different cat and never change their colouring. @image2 is the kitchen: same counters, same hanging racks, same light. ATTACHED IMAGES ARE MANDATORY AND FINAL. Wherever an attached image and this text disagree, follow the image. Handheld vertical phone footage, one single unbroken take, filmed by a person standing in the professional restaurant kitchen@image2 — stainless steel counters, rows of steel ladles and skimmers hanging from an overhead rack, cooks in white jackets and tall toques working the line, a pan erupting in orange flame in the background, warm tungsten light. The camera opens already on the cat@image1, who is cooking. They sit upright on their haunches on the steel counter with both front paws wrapped around the handle of a long wooden spoon, stirring slow circles inside a big steel pot, steam rising into their face. They wear a tiny white chef's toque and a small white apron: the hat and apron fit to their own head and body naturally, whatever their size, build and fur, without altering the cat themselves. They are concentrating, completely serious. The cameraman's bare hand reaches in from the left and touches the cat@image1. First a flat palm stroking down their back, fur flattening under the fingers — they keep stirring, eyes narrowing. The hand comes back and pokes a fingertip into their cheek, pushing the fur in; their ears twitch flat. The hand comes a third time and tugs their ear between two fingers. That is the trigger. The wooden spoon drops from their paws and clatters into the pot. Their head snaps around, they scream with their mouth wide open, and they launch straight at the camera, a front paw slapping across the lens. Ladles clang and swing on the rack overhead, a pan tips and clatters, steam bursts, a cook flinches in the background. The camera whips sideways, the image smears, and it falls — hitting the tiled floor and skidding to rest at a tilt. Final beat: from floor level, lens pointed up, the image blurs then snaps into focus. The cat@image1 walks into frame and stops directly above the lens, chef's hat crooked, staring straight down into the camera in total silence. Whiskers twitch. Hold on that stare. Realistic domestic cat anatomy and real fur, paws gripping the spoon handle naturally, on all four paws when walking, never standing or walking on two legs. The phone doing the filming is never visible in frame. Raw amateur phone video: no stabilisation, autofocus hunting, motion blur, rolling shutter wobble, blown highlights from the kitchen lights, light grain. AUDIO: the roar of a working kitchen — sizzling, clattering steel, distant voices. A man laughing as he pokes, cut short by one loud furious cat scream and a crash of metal. Then sudden silence under the final stare. No music, no narration.