Exhibición Seedance 2.0
Explora generaciones públicas exitosas de la comunidad y abre cualquier elemento para inspeccionar el prompt, la configuración y el resultado.
SORA 2 PROMPT Scene: Raw iPhone video, natural home lighting. Indian male (35–50), authentic, slightly expressive. Co...
SORA 2 PROMPT Scene: Raw iPhone video, natural home lighting. Indian male (35–50), authentic, slightly expressive. Conversational, storytelling tone. No cinematic feel. Dialogue (Hindi): “Doctor ne toh saaf saaf keh diya tha… ki joint replacement karne padhenge. Sach bolu… uss waqt shock lag gaya. Doctor ne mujhe ek mahine ka time diya tha sochne ke liye. Main tension mein hi tha… Tabhi ek dost mila, jise same problem thi. Woh bola — ‘bhai, ek baar Japanese Balm use karke dekh.’ Aur honestly… uss moment pe mujhe usse pitne ka mann kiya. Maine bola — gadhe, pehle kyon nahi bataya? Phir maine try kiya. Bas thoda sa balm, regular massage… Aur jo soothing relief feel hua na… that was surprising. Stiffness, discomfort… dheere dheere manageable feel hone laga. Tab samajh aaya — kabhi kabhi solution simple hota hai. Bas humein late pata chalta hai.” Style & Delivery: Storytelling + humorous frustration Feels very human & real Not salesy Camera: iPhone handheld Mid closeup Natural movement Audio: Voice only No background music Restrictions: No B-roll No subtitles Raw reel feel
Raw iPhone video, authentic outdoor setting, natural daylight. Resolution: 2K. Video style: Realistic, raw, non-cinem...
Raw iPhone video, authentic outdoor setting, natural daylight. Resolution: 2K. Video style: Realistic, raw, non-cinematic, social media feel. Scene description: A Sadhu Maharaj (male, ~55–65 years old), traditional saffron/orange sadhu outfit, बैठे हुए या खड़े हुए, energetic and emotionally expressive. Camera framing: Long mid shot, steady handheld iPhone look, slightly natural hand movement, no cinematic polish. Foreground: A simple handheld microphone positioned in front of Sadhu Maharaj. Background: Several लोग पीछे बैठे हुए, listening calmly like a small public gathering / pravachan style वातावरण. Outdoor open space (temple परिसर / open मैदान / simple public जगह). Performance & tone: Sadhu Maharaj speaking energetically, persuasive yet natural, pravachan-style authority with emotion. Dialogue (clear energetic Hindi): “Sab log dhyaan se suno… Jodon ke dard ka ilaaj bata raha hoon. Japanese balm milta hai, jo bana hai 100 alag-alag Ayurvedic jadi butiyon se. Ise zarur istemaal karke dekhiye… fark dikh jayega!” Audio requirements: Clean, clear voice audio. No background noise. No crowd noise. No environmental noise. No background music. No subtitles. Visual constraints: No product visible. No balm shown. No branding. Single continuous shot. No B-rolls. No cinematic effects. Overall feel: Authentic, raw, engaging public-speaking reel video shot on iPhone.
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white Ameri...
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white American man in a pressed Army dress uniform stands just inside the entrance, his posture upright but his eyes uncertain. A younger white American woman — restaurant manager, suit and tie — grips the veteran's forearm firmly, stopping him. Around them, a full dining room of American adults has gone completely still. Phones rest on tables. Forks suspended mid-air. A woman near a window presses her fingers to her lips. The manager's expression is not hostile — it is tightly controlled, like someone trying to hold back an emotion. The veteran looks at the room, then back at the manager. His voice is low, measured: "I was invited here." The manager holds his gaze, then slowly releases the veteran's arm and says, barely audible: "I know. We just weren't ready yet." Close-up on the veteran's face — confusion, then something softening behind his eyes. The dining room exhales. No logos, no watermarks, no text overlays, no subtitles. Cinematic, grounded realism. Netflix short-form drama tone. Tension through silence and posture, not volume.
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white Ameri...
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white American man in a pressed Army dress uniform stands just inside the entrance, his posture upright but his eyes uncertain. A younger white American woman — restaurant manager, suit and tie — grips the veteran's forearm firmly, stopping him. Around them, a full dining room of American adults has gone completely still. Phones rest on tables. Forks suspended mid-air. A woman near a window presses her fingers to her lips. The manager's expression is not hostile — it is tightly controlled, like someone trying to hold back an emotion. The veteran looks at the room, then back at the manager. His voice is low, measured: "I was invited here." The manager holds his gaze, then slowly releases the veteran's arm and says, barely audible: "I know. We just weren't ready yet." Close-up on the veteran's face — confusion, then something softening behind his eyes. The dining room exhales. No logos, no watermarks, no text overlays, no subtitles. Cinematic, grounded realism. Netflix short-form drama tone. Tension through silence and posture, not volume.
Create a 10-second vertical cinematic video. Technical details: Resolution 720x1280 Aspect ratio 9:16 Duration exactl...
Create a 10-second vertical cinematic video. Technical details: Resolution 720x1280 Aspect ratio 9:16 Duration exactly 10 seconds Single continuous shot No cuts Scene: Nighttime in Saudi Arabia. A quiet, dark bedroom with warm low lighting. A man sits alone on the edge of his bed. He is shown mostly as a silhouette, his face not clearly visible. The only strong light source is the soft glow from his mobile phone. He slowly looks at his phone. On the phone screen, show a simple generic chat interface in Arabic. Minimal message bubbles, abstract design. No recognizable real-world app UI. No logos. Camera: Slow cinematic push-in movement. Soft focus. Warm low-light tones. Very calm and steady framing. Natural shadows. Mood: Lonely but peaceful. Emotionally warm. Healing atmosphere. Not dramatic, not sad. Subtle feeling of connection. Audio: Soft healing Arabic instrumental music (oud, ambient style). Very gentle and calming. Clear adult male voice speaking Gulf Arabic. Voice slightly louder than music. Voiceover (Gulf Arabic, no tashkeel): وحدة في الليل سهران والهدوء حولك يمكن تحس انك لحالك بس مو دايم Restrictions: No subtitles. No on-screen text. No captions. No logos. No brand identity. No promotional elements. No call to action.. Voiceover: ""
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white Ameri...
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white American man in a pressed Army dress uniform stands just inside the entrance, his posture upright but his eyes uncertain. A younger white American woman — restaurant manager, suit and tie — grips the veteran's forearm firmly, stopping him. Around them, a full dining room of American adults has gone completely still. Phones rest on tables. Forks suspended mid-air. A woman near a window presses her fingers to her lips. The manager's expression is not hostile — it is tightly controlled, like someone trying to hold back an emotion. The veteran looks at the room, then back at the manager. His voice is low, measured: "I was invited here." The manager holds his gaze, then slowly releases the veteran's arm and says, barely audible: "I know. We just weren't ready yet." Close-up on the veteran's face — confusion, then something softening behind his eyes. The dining room exhales. No logos, no watermarks, no text overlays, no subtitles. Cinematic, grounded realism. Netflix short-form drama tone. Tension through silence and posture, not volume.
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white Ameri...
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white American man in a pressed Army dress uniform stands just inside the entrance, his posture upright but his eyes uncertain. A younger white American woman — restaurant manager, suit and tie — grips the veteran's forearm firmly, stopping him. Around them, a full dining room of American adults has gone completely still. Phones rest on tables. Forks suspended mid-air. A woman near a window presses her fingers to her lips. The manager's expression is not hostile — it is tightly controlled, like someone trying to hold back an emotion. The veteran looks at the room, then back at the manager. His voice is low, measured: "I was invited here." The manager holds his gaze, then slowly releases the veteran's arm and says, barely audible: "I know. We just weren't ready yet." Close-up on the veteran's face — confusion, then something softening behind his eyes. The dining room exhales. No logos, no watermarks, no text overlays, no subtitles. Cinematic, grounded realism. Netflix short-form drama tone. Tension through silence and posture, not volume.
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white Ameri...
A busy American restaurant interior, evening. Warm amber light over white tablecloths. Close-up: an older white American man in a pressed Army dress uniform stands just inside the entrance, his posture upright but his eyes uncertain. A younger white American woman — restaurant manager, suit and tie — grips the veteran's forearm firmly, stopping him. Around them, a full dining room of American adults has gone completely still. Phones rest on tables. Forks suspended mid-air. A woman near a window presses her fingers to her lips. The manager's expression is not hostile — it is tightly controlled, like someone trying to hold back an emotion. The veteran looks at the room, then back at the manager. His voice is low, measured: "I was invited here." The manager holds his gaze, then slowly releases the veteran's arm and says, barely audible: "I know. We just weren't ready yet." Close-up on the veteran's face — confusion, then something softening behind his eyes. The dining room exhales. No logos, no watermarks, no text overlays, no subtitles. Cinematic, grounded realism. Netflix short-form drama tone. Tension through silence and posture, not volume.
Raw iPhone video, realistic public outdoor background (street or open public place), natural daylight. Camera style: ...
Raw iPhone video, realistic public outdoor background (street or open public place), natural daylight. Camera style: iPhone handheld, POV shot from Person A. No cinematic look, no dramatic lighting, no stylization. Feels like a casual street interview / reel video. Scene setup: Person A (male, ~30 years old), energetic, holding a small handheld microphone, not visible fully — only mic and slight hand movement seen occasionally due to POV filming style. Person B (male, ~50 years old), standing in frame, confident, energetic expression, speaking directly toward interviewer (camera POV). Video style: Authentic, raw, social-media reel feel. Slight natural hand shake. No cinematic effects. No B-rolls. No transitions. Single continuous shot. Audio requirements: Clean, clear voice audio. No background noise, no traffic noise, no crowd noise. No background music. No subtitles. Dialogue delivery (energetic, conversational Hindi): Person A (off-camera, interviewer tone): “Aap Japanese balm ke baare mein kuch bolna chahoge?” Person B (confident, energetic): “Ji haan, ye ek aisa powerful balm hai jo saalon purana dard bhi hafton mein theek kar dega, wo bhi bina kisi mehenga treatment ke!” Visual constraints: No product visible. No balm shown. No branding. Only natural interaction. Overall feel: Realistic, raw, engaging, street-interview style reel video shot on iPhone.
A rain-soaked underpass in an American city, late afternoon, overcast natural light. SHOT 1 — Extreme close-up on the...
A rain-soaked underpass in an American city, late afternoon, overcast natural light. SHOT 1 — Extreme close-up on the face of a homeless white American man in his forties. Unshaven, tired eyes, cracked lips. He raises a hot dog toward his mouth, eyes half-closed with hunger. Then he freezes. A faint whimper cuts through the rain. His eyes open fully. He lowers the hot dog slowly, head tilting toward the sound. His jaw tightens — not in anger, in recognition. SHOT 2 — He reaches down and lifts a small white-and-brown dog with a red collar from the wet ground. With one arm he cradles her against his chest; with the other he pulls a worn blanket from beside him and wraps it around her body, tucking the edges in carefully. Then, without hesitation, he holds the hot dog out toward the dog. She sniffs it. He nods once, like it's already decided. She eats. He says quietly, almost to himself: "It's okay. I'm not that hungry." No logos, no brand names, no watermarks, no text overlays, no subtitles. Cinematic, realistic, grounded tone. Tension through stillness and small gestures. Natural overcast lighting, no filters.
A rain-soaked underpass in an American city, late afternoon, overcast natural light. SHOT 1 — Extreme close-up on the...
A rain-soaked underpass in an American city, late afternoon, overcast natural light. SHOT 1 — Extreme close-up on the face of a homeless white American man in his forties. Unshaven, tired eyes, cracked lips. He raises a hot dog toward his mouth, eyes half-closed with hunger. Then he freezes. A faint whimper cuts through the rain. His eyes open fully. He lowers the hot dog slowly, head tilting toward the sound. His jaw tightens — not in anger, in recognition. SHOT 2 — He reaches down and lifts a small white-and-brown dog with a red collar from the wet ground. With one arm he cradles her against his chest; with the other he pulls a worn blanket from beside him and wraps it around her body, tucking the edges in carefully. Then, without hesitation, he holds the hot dog out toward the dog. She sniffs it. He nods once, like it's already decided. She eats. He says quietly, almost to himself: "It's okay. I'm not that hungry." No logos, no brand names, no watermarks, no text overlays, no subtitles. Cinematic, realistic, grounded tone. Tension through stillness and small gestures. Natural overcast lighting, no filters.
A rain-soaked underpass in an American city, late afternoon, overcast natural light. SHOT 1 — Extreme close-up on the...
A rain-soaked underpass in an American city, late afternoon, overcast natural light. SHOT 1 — Extreme close-up on the face of a homeless white American man in his forties. Unshaven, tired eyes, cracked lips. He raises a hot dog toward his mouth, eyes half-closed with hunger. Then he freezes. A faint whimper cuts through the rain. His eyes open fully. He lowers the hot dog slowly, head tilting toward the sound. His jaw tightens — not in anger, in recognition. SHOT 2 — He reaches down and lifts a small white-and-brown dog with a red collar from the wet ground. With one arm he cradles her against his chest; with the other he pulls a worn blanket from beside him and wraps it around her body, tucking the edges in carefully. Then, without hesitation, he holds the hot dog out toward the dog. She sniffs it. He nods once, like it's already decided. She eats. He says quietly, almost to himself: "It's okay. I'm not that hungry." No logos, no brand names, no watermarks, no text overlays, no subtitles. Cinematic, realistic, grounded tone. Tension through stillness and small gestures. Natural overcast lighting, no filters.
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