Seedance 2.0 Tanıtımı
Topluluktan başarılı kamu üretimlerini göz atın ve istemi, ayarları ve çıktıyı incelemek için herhangi bir öğeyi açın.
SCENE 1 (3s): Close-up. Suburban high school parking lot, late afternoon, overcast sky, low gray light. A white Ameri...
SCENE 1 (3s): Close-up. Suburban high school parking lot, late afternoon, overcast sky, low gray light. A white American teenage girl, mid-teens, stands on crutches, backpack over one shoulder. A crumpled paper cup flies in from off-screen and hits her in the shoulder. It bounces off. She flinches hard — then freezes, jaw clenched, eyes glassy, staring straight ahead. She does not cry. She does not move. SCENE 2 (4s): Cut to: A white American teenage boy, 17, letterman jacket, leaning halfway out of a silver car window. His expression is over-the-top, theatrical mockery — wide grin, eyebrows raised, performing for his audience. He holds up his arms and mimics limping with huge, exaggerated movements, dragging one leg. His friends inside the car erupt in loud laughter. The boy points at the girl and doubles over, gasping. Then: sharp zoom into the boy's face — mouth wide open, eyes wild with laughter. THE BOY speaks [shouting, grinning] — ZOOM ON: the boy's face: "Ohhh watch out everybody — here comes Hop-Along!" SCENE 3 (3s): Cut to: Ground level. A mud-caked combat boot hits the asphalt. One step. Heavy. Deliberate. Then another. Camera tilts up slowly — worn camouflage uniform, name tape reading MILLER, arms loose at the sides. The soldier is white, mid-forties, physically imposing, expression flat and unreadable. He walks toward the car without hurrying. SCENE 4 (5s): Cut to: The boy's face — the laughter dies instantly. His grin collapses, eyes go wide, body pulls back into the seat, shoulders up to his ears. He cannot hold eye contact. Sharp zoom into the soldier's face — jaw set, eyes locked on the boy, completely calm. THE SOLDIER speaks [quiet, no anger] — ZOOM ON: the soldier's face: "You think that's funny?" Immediate cut. Sharp zoom into the boy's face — pale, lips pressed together, voice cracking. THE BOY speaks [voice cracking] — ZOOM ON: the boy's face: "No, sir. No." NO logos, NO brand names, NO watermarks, NO text overlays, NO subtitles. Cinematic, grounded realism, Netflix short-form drama tone.
SCENE 1 (3s): Close-up. Suburban high school parking lot, late afternoon, overcast sky, low gray light. A white Ameri...
SCENE 1 (3s): Close-up. Suburban high school parking lot, late afternoon, overcast sky, low gray light. A white American teenage girl, mid-teens, stands on crutches, backpack over one shoulder. A crumpled paper cup flies in from off-screen and hits her in the shoulder. It bounces off. She flinches hard — then freezes, jaw clenched, eyes glassy, staring straight ahead. She does not cry. She does not move. SCENE 2 (4s): Cut to: A white American teenage boy, 17, letterman jacket, leaning halfway out of a silver car window. His expression is over-the-top, theatrical mockery — wide grin, eyebrows raised, performing for his audience. He holds up his arms and mimics limping with huge, exaggerated movements, dragging one leg. His friends inside the car erupt in loud laughter. The boy points at the girl and doubles over, gasping. Then: sharp zoom into the boy's face — mouth wide open, eyes wild with laughter. THE BOY speaks [shouting, grinning] — ZOOM ON: the boy's face: "Ohhh watch out everybody — here comes Hop-Along!" SCENE 3 (3s): Cut to: Ground level. A mud-caked combat boot hits the asphalt. One step. Heavy. Deliberate. Then another. Camera tilts up slowly — worn camouflage uniform, name tape reading MILLER, arms loose at the sides. The soldier is white, mid-forties, physically imposing, expression flat and unreadable. He walks toward the car without hurrying. SCENE 4 (5s): Cut to: The boy's face — the laughter dies instantly. His grin collapses, eyes go wide, body pulls back into the seat, shoulders up to his ears. He cannot hold eye contact. Sharp zoom into the soldier's face — jaw set, eyes locked on the boy, completely calm. THE SOLDIER speaks [quiet, no anger] — ZOOM ON: the soldier's face: "You think that's funny?" Immediate cut. Sharp zoom into the boy's face — pale, lips pressed together, voice cracking. THE BOY speaks [voice cracking] — ZOOM ON: the boy's face: "No, sir. No." NO logos, NO brand names, NO watermarks, NO text overlays, NO subtitles. Cinematic, grounded realism, Netflix short-form drama tone.
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{ "video_format": "vertical_9_16", "duration_seconds": 12, "style": "POV dinâmico TikTok Shop", "music": "none", "no_text_on_screen": true, "product": { "name": "Kit 2 Shorts Legging Canelado", "fabric": "poliamida canelada vertical com textura evidente", "modeling": "shorts curto, cintura alta, cós largo firme", "quantity": 2, "reference_fidelity": "100% fiel à imagem, manter textura canelada visível" }, "scene": { "location": "cama clara com luz natural", "initial_layout": "shorts levemente desalinhados" }, "shots": [ { "t_start": 0, "t_end": 2, "visual": "mão entra puxando forte o tecido", "action": "aproximação rápida mostrando o relevo canelado" }, { "t_start": 2, "t_end": 5, "visual": "mostrar os dois shorts lado a lado", "action": "passar o dedo seguindo as linhas verticais" }, { "t_start": 5, "t_end": 8, "visual": "close no cós alto", "action": "pressionar mostrando firmeza" }, { "t_start": 8, "t_end": 12, "visual": "plano médio com os dois visíveis", "action": "organização parcial natural" } ], "voice": { "type": "female", "tone": "confiante e direta", "robotic": false }, "narration_text": [ "Olha essa canelada aqui.", "Short firme, não marca e não fica transparente.", "Cintura alta que segura de verdade.", "Já vem dois no kit. Clica no carrinho enquanto ainda tem." ] }
SCENE 1 (3s): Close-up. Suburban high school parking lot, late afternoon, overcast sky, low gray light. A white Ameri...
SCENE 1 (3s): Close-up. Suburban high school parking lot, late afternoon, overcast sky, low gray light. A white American teenage girl, mid-teens, stands on crutches, backpack over one shoulder. A crumpled paper cup flies in from off-screen and hits her in the shoulder. It bounces off. She flinches hard — then freezes, jaw clenched, eyes glassy, staring straight ahead. She does not cry. She does not move. SCENE 2 (4s): Cut to: A white American teenage boy, 17, letterman jacket, leaning halfway out of a silver car window. His expression is over-the-top, theatrical mockery — wide grin, eyebrows raised, performing for his audience. He holds up his arms and mimics limping with huge, exaggerated movements, dragging one leg. His friends inside the car erupt in loud laughter. The boy points at the girl and doubles over, gasping. Then: sharp zoom into the boy's face — mouth wide open, eyes wild with laughter. THE BOY speaks [shouting, grinning] — ZOOM ON: the boy's face: "Ohhh watch out everybody — here comes Hop-Along!" SCENE 3 (3s): Cut to: Ground level. A mud-caked combat boot hits the asphalt. One step. Heavy. Deliberate. Then another. Camera tilts up slowly — worn camouflage uniform, name tape reading MILLER, arms loose at the sides. The soldier is white, mid-forties, physically imposing, expression flat and unreadable. He walks toward the car without hurrying. SCENE 4 (5s): Cut to: The boy's face — the laughter dies instantly. His grin collapses, eyes go wide, body pulls back into the seat, shoulders up to his ears. He cannot hold eye contact. Sharp zoom into the soldier's face — jaw set, eyes locked on the boy, completely calm. THE SOLDIER speaks [quiet, no anger] — ZOOM ON: the soldier's face: "You think that's funny?" Immediate cut. Sharp zoom into the boy's face — pale, lips pressed together, voice cracking. THE BOY speaks [voice cracking] — ZOOM ON: the boy's face: "No, sir. No." NO logos, NO brand names, NO watermarks, NO text overlays, NO subtitles. Cinematic, grounded realism, Netflix short-form drama tone.
Marcus steps onto the mat, the entire gym holding its breath. Jake’s smirk fades as Marcus meets his eyes with calm, ...
Marcus steps onto the mat, the entire gym holding its breath. Jake’s smirk fades as Marcus meets his eyes with calm, unshakable confidence. Slow-motion close-ups: Jake’s panic, Marcus’s steady focus, the crowd rising to their feet as the tide turns. Dialogue: Jake (voice trembling): “What happened to you?” Marcus (soft, resolute): “I finally learned my worth.”
Marcus steps onto the championship mat, the crowd fading into a low hum as tension thickens in the air. Jake’s confid...
Marcus steps onto the championship mat, the crowd fading into a low hum as tension thickens in the air. Jake’s confident grin slowly collapses when he sees the quiet power in Marcus’s eyes—steady, grounded, unrecognizable. Cinematic close-ups capture the shift: Jake’s rising fear, Marcus’s calm breath, the crowd leaning forward as if sensing the story turning. Soft dramatic lighting highlights the contrast between them—one trembling with fading arrogance, the other radiating newfound strength. The moment feels suspended in time, charged with emotion and unspoken history. Dialogue: Jake (voice cracking): “What happened to you?” Marcus (gentle, unbreakable): “I finally stopped being afraid.”
Marcus steps onto the championship mat, the crowd fading into a low hum as tension thickens in the air. Jake’s confid...
Marcus steps onto the championship mat, the crowd fading into a low hum as tension thickens in the air. Jake’s confident grin slowly collapses when he sees the quiet power in Marcus’s eyes—steady, grounded, unrecognizable. Cinematic close-ups capture the shift: Jake’s rising fear, Marcus’s calm breath, the crowd leaning forward as if sensing the story turning. Soft dramatic lighting highlights the contrast between them—one trembling with fading arrogance, the other radiating newfound strength. The moment feels suspended in time, charged with emotion and unspoken history. Dialogue: Jake (voice cracking): “What happened to you?” Marcus (gentle, unbreakable): “I finally stopped being afraid.”
Marcus steps onto the mat, the entire gym holding its breath. Jake’s smirk fades as Marcus meets his eyes with calm, ...
Marcus steps onto the mat, the entire gym holding its breath. Jake’s smirk fades as Marcus meets his eyes with calm, unshakable confidence. Slow-motion close-ups: Jake’s panic, Marcus’s steady focus, the crowd rising to their feet as the tide turns. Dialogue: Jake (voice trembling): “What happened to you?” Marcus (soft, resolute): “I finally learned my worth.”
Marcus steps onto the championship mat, the crowd fading into a low hum as tension thickens in the air. Jake’s confid...
Marcus steps onto the championship mat, the crowd fading into a low hum as tension thickens in the air. Jake’s confident grin slowly collapses when he sees the quiet power in Marcus’s eyes—steady, grounded, unrecognizable. Cinematic close-ups capture the shift: Jake’s rising fear, Marcus’s calm breath, the crowd leaning forward as if sensing the story turning. Soft dramatic lighting highlights the contrast between them—one trembling with fading arrogance, the other radiating newfound strength. The moment feels suspended in time, charged with emotion and unspoken history. Dialogue: Jake (voice cracking): “What happened to you?” Marcus (gentle, unbreakable): “I finally stopped being afraid.”
Marcus steps onto the championship mat, the crowd fading into a low hum as tension thickens in the air. Jake’s confid...
Marcus steps onto the championship mat, the crowd fading into a low hum as tension thickens in the air. Jake’s confident grin slowly collapses when he sees the quiet power in Marcus’s eyes—steady, grounded, unrecognizable. Cinematic close-ups capture the shift: Jake’s rising fear, Marcus’s calm breath, the crowd leaning forward as if sensing the story turning. Soft dramatic lighting highlights the contrast between them—one trembling with fading arrogance, the other radiating newfound strength. The moment feels suspended in time, charged with emotion and unspoken history. Dialogue: Jake (voice cracking): “What happened to you?” Marcus (gentle, unbreakable): “I finally stopped being afraid.”
SCENE 1 (3s): Close-up. Suburban high school parking lot, late afternoon, overcast sky, low gray light. A white Ameri...
SCENE 1 (3s): Close-up. Suburban high school parking lot, late afternoon, overcast sky, low gray light. A white American teenage girl, mid-teens, stands on crutches, backpack over one shoulder. A crumpled paper cup flies in from off-screen and hits her in the shoulder. It bounces off. She flinches hard — then freezes, jaw clenched, eyes glassy, staring straight ahead. She does not cry. She does not move. SCENE 2 (4s): Cut to: A white American teenage boy, 17, letterman jacket, leaning halfway out of a silver car window. His expression is over-the-top, theatrical mockery — wide grin, eyebrows raised, performing for his audience. He holds up his arms and mimics limping with huge, exaggerated movements, dragging one leg. His friends inside the car erupt in loud laughter. The boy points at the girl and doubles over, gasping. Then: sharp zoom into the boy's face — mouth wide open, eyes wild with laughter. THE BOY speaks [shouting, grinning] — ZOOM ON: the boy's face: "Ohhh watch out everybody — here comes Hop-Along!" SCENE 3 (3s): Cut to: Ground level. A mud-caked combat boot hits the asphalt. One step. Heavy. Deliberate. Then another. Camera tilts up slowly — worn camouflage uniform, name tape reading MILLER, arms loose at the sides. The soldier is white, mid-forties, physically imposing, expression flat and unreadable. He walks toward the car without hurrying. SCENE 4 (5s): Cut to: The boy's face — the laughter dies instantly. His grin collapses, eyes go wide, body pulls back into the seat, shoulders up to his ears. He cannot hold eye contact. Sharp zoom into the soldier's face — jaw set, eyes locked on the boy, completely calm. THE SOLDIER speaks [quiet, no anger] — ZOOM ON: the soldier's face: "You think that's funny?" Immediate cut. Sharp zoom into the boy's face — pale, lips pressed together, voice cracking. THE BOY speaks [voice cracking] — ZOOM ON: the boy's face: "No, sir. No." NO logos, NO brand names, NO watermarks, NO text overlays, NO subtitles. Cinematic, grounded realism, Netflix short-form drama tone.
Create a 25-second ultra-realistic 4K vertical 9:16 cinematic commercial for a futuristic online prediction market ap...
Create a 25-second ultra-realistic 4K vertical 9:16 cinematic commercial for a futuristic online prediction market app called “pluto.” Scene opens in a premium dark fintech studio environment with matte charcoal background, subtle neon green and electric blue accent lighting, soft volumetric light rays, shallow depth of field. A confident tech-visionary founder-style entrepreneur (original character, not a real celebrity) stands centered, holding a modern smartphone directly facing the camera. The phone screen clearly displays the Predikkt dark-mode swipe UI — bold “PREDIKKT” at top, large YES and NO cards, live probability indicator (YES 62% / NO 38%). Strong eye contact, calm authority, minimal movement, controlled posture. He says confidently: “The world doesn’t slow down. It shifts.” Cut to high-energy cinematic montage: last-second football goal attempt in slow motion, intense election debate close-up, breaking financial headline flashing across a digital screen. Floating holographic probabilities appear beside each scene and shift dynamically (24% → 41% → 63%), synced with deep bass pulses and subtle glitch transitions. Cut back to the entrepreneur. Slight eyebrow lift, subtle nod. He continues: “Sports move in seconds. Markets change in minutes.” Camera pushes closer to the phone. He performs a smooth swipe gesture on the UI. Probability animates upward (62% → 69%), points counter increases with a clean glow animation and soft confirmation click sound. He says clearly: “This is pluto. Swipe. Predict. Position.” On-screen kinetic typography appears in bold modern sans-serif: “Get 1000 Bonus Points on Signup.” Subtle premium micro-confetti digital particle effect (minimal and elegant). He leans slightly forward, direct eye contact, lower controlled tone: “Sign up today and start predicting smarter.” Final 4 seconds: slow cinematic push-in, background darkens slightly, floating probabilities blur behind him. He finishes: “Don’t just watch what happens next… What’s your take?” Cut to ultra-clean end frame: bold centered “pluto” logo with subtle neon green glow, tagline below: “Swipe. Predict. Position.” Clean negative space for social media safe zones (top 15% empty, bottom 20% empty, subject centered in middle 60%). Premium fintech aesthetic, ultra-sharp realism, realistic lighting reflections on phone screen, intelligent empowering tone, no gambling vibe, high-end startup commercial finish.
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