Seedance 2.5 prompt guide

One complete finished commercial in a single generation: a stovetop moka pot treated with the full gravity of a space launch broadcast, live action photoreal, deadpan. REFERENCE: @Image 1 is the moka pot, exact octagonal aluminum design, glass dome lid, engraved 'MOKA UNO' on the boiler, identical in every shot. AUDIO INPUT: @Audio 1 is the finished mission-control voiceover, the only voice of the film, generate no other voice. Its cues clock the edit: 'T minus sixty.' at 3s, 'Pressure is nominal.' at 13s, 'We have liftoff.' at 17s, 'MOKA UNO. Every morning is a launch.' at 27s. Land every beat on these cues, the eruption breaking exactly on 'We have liftoff.' WORLD: a modern minimal kitchen at dawn, matte graphite handleless cabinets, a long pale stone counter, a black steel-framed window at screen left, low sun raking the surfaces. Minimal but lived in: a chipped white mug, an open notebook, a child's crayon rocket drawing taped to the fridge, a basil plant, fine scratches in the stone. BEAT 1 (0s-6s), overhead top-down opening like a satellite view, descending slowly with a quarter rotation, the moka from @Image 1 dead centre on the black gas hob like a rocket on the pad. On the first cue, hard cut to extreme macro with a fast push-in: the gas ring clicks twice and ignites, a crown of blue flame under the boiler. BEAT 2 (6s-12s), three macro inserts with moving camera, hard cuts: a lateral slide as water fills the boiler to the valve line like fuelling; a micro push-in as grounds settle into the funnel, tamped once; the upper chamber screwed down with the camera rolling in sync with the turns, the roll stopping dead as the hatch seals. BEAT 3 (12s-17s), slow push-in from medium to close, low angle: slight pressure builds under the second cue and the camera itself begins to vibrate lightly with it, while in the background at screen left a tabby cat sits perfectly still, eyes locked on the pot, ears flattening. BEAT 4 (17s-23s), fast half orbit around the glass dome in extreme macro: on the third cue, liftoff, coffee surges up the column in a dark golden plume filling the dome in slow motion like an engine burn seen through a porthole, the orbit wrapping the eruption, droplets crowning against the glass, the orbit easing to a stop as the roar settles. BEAT 5 (23s-30s), crane move: the camera follows the pour down into a white brand new espresso cup, the crema swirling into a slow galaxy, then rises and pulls away in one ascending drift like a chase plane leaving the pad, passing close enough to read 'MOKA UNO' facet, settling wide on the end tableau, the moka steaming on the hob, the cat asleep, the rocket drawing readable only as a child's scribble. Light: the low dawn sun through the steel window at screen left is the only source, warm and raking, the blue flame the single accent, all shadows agreeing. Physics: real weight and thermodynamics, the tremble driven by pressure, the camera vibration matching it, the eruption with true liquid mass. Shot on 35mm spherical, Kodak Vision3 250D, fine grain, natural halation on window and flame, honest motion blur in the orbit. Audio: NO MUSIC. Raw diegetic SFX only, mixed under the @Audio 1 voice: the gas ring clicking, water filling, the hatch turns creaking, cups rattling with the tremble, the valve hissing, the eruption gurgling under the glass, the pour, the cat purring at the end.

Summary: In a packed, strobing nightclub, two out-of-place guys in their thirties stand shoulder to shoulder clutching drinks, visibly bored — until they briefly perform enthusiasm at each other and immediately deflate again. A single locked-off two-shot comedy spot that hard-cuts to a golf club logo card. The music is really loud, they can barely hear each other over the music. Shot 1 (0–13s): [Two-shot, medium, locked-off camera at eye height, no movement, held unbroken for the entire shot] Guy 1 and Guy 2 stand side by side, wedged into the middle of a crowded nightclub, framed centered with dancers passing in and out of the soft foreground and background. Guy 1 is a white man in his mid-thirties, receding hairline, tucked-in short-sleeve button-up, holding a bottled beer with a napkin around it. Guy 2 is a South Asian man in his mid-thirties, glasses, quarter-zip pullover, holding a tall glass of something clear with a lime wedge. Behind and around them the club is dense with movement: bodies dancing, arms up, a magenta and cyan lighting rig strobing across the ceiling, haze in the beams, a bar glowing in the deep background. 0–6s: Both men are openly, unmistakably bored. Flat faces, no smiles, shoulders slack, feet planted. Guy 1 stares blankly into the middle distance and takes a slow sip he doesn't taste. Guy 2 looks up at the lighting rig, then down at his shoes, then checks his watch. A dancer bumps Guy 1's arm; he lifts the beer clear without reacting at all. Neither of them moves to the music. 6–8s: Guy 1 snaps abruptly into performance mode — face brightening, head bobbing to the beat, shoulders loosening. He leans in close to Guy 2's ear, cups a hand beside his mouth, and shouts with big forced enthusiasm, throwing a thumbs up: "THIS IS FUN!" 8–10s: Guy 2 instantly matches the energy, grinning wide, nodding hard, adding a small shoulder shimmy, and shouts back a beat too late and a beat too loud: "YEAH... THIS IS AWESOME!" Beat. Guy 1: "WE SHOULD DO THIS AGAIN!" Guy 2: "TOTALLY!" 10–13s: The performance drains out of both of them within a second of finishing the sentence. Smiles collapse, heads stop bobbing, shoulders drop, eyes go dead and drift back to the middle distance. They face forward again in total silence between them while the club roars around them. Guy 1 takes another sip he does not want. Hold on the two bored faces to the end of the shot. Shot 2 (13–18s): [Hard cut to a clean logo card, static] A crisp graphic card on a deep green background: the Oakwood Golf Club logo centered — a simple engraved oak tree emblem above the words "OAKWOOD GOLF CLUB" in a classic serif. Total quiet after the wall of club noise, with only faint birdsong and a distant golf swing. A warm, dry male narrator says: "There are better ways to spend your time. Oakwood Golf Club." Overall requirements: Shot 1 is one continuous locked-off take with no cuts, no camera movement, and no reframing — all the comedy comes from the two men holding position while the club moves around them, and from the sharp on/off switch between boredom and performed enthusiasm. Both men's appearance and wardrobe must remain consistent; avoid face changes. The fake enthusiasm should be committed and sincere-looking while it lasts, never mugging or winking at the camera, and the return to boredom should be fast and complete. Dialogue is in English, shouted over the music with natural American accents and clean lip sync. Loud driving club music fills Shot 1 as diegetic sound from the room, mixed over crowd noise, muffled voices, and glass clinking; the music cuts out completely on the hard cut to the logo card. No subtitles.

Whimsical stop-motion-style animation brought to vibrant cinematic life, IMAX 70mm crispness, playful commercial energy. The small wheat character — a wheat-head head, thin twig limbs, and a dried leaf cape, exactly as in @Video 1 — rides confidently astride a majestic hawk like it's a dragon, gripping its feathers with tiny twig arms, cape fluttering dramatically behind him in the wind. The setting is the whimsical LOOPO farm scene from @Image 1: oversized cereal-box silo towers in honey, chocolate, and berry colors, the golden "Only the Best Wheat" barn, all under a bright blue sky. SHOT 1 [0–3s]: Close tracking shot from just behind the wheat character's shoulder as the hawk beats its wings hard and launches upward past the golden barn roof, the wheat character whooping and raising a twig arm triumphantly, feathers rippling in the wind. SHOT 2 [3–6s]: Cut to a dramatic low-angle shot from the ground looking up as the hawk soars directly overhead between the honey and berry-colored silo towers, its shadow sweeping fast across the wheat fields below, the wheat character's cape flapping wildly. SHOT 3 [6–8s]: Cut to a fast lateral tracking shot as the hawk swoops low and skims just above the golden wheat field, wingtips nearly brushing the stalks, the wheat character laughing with arms out at his sides. SHOT 4 [8–10s]: Cut to a wide shot as the hawk banks sharply and rockets straight toward camera past the chocolate-colored silo, the frame whip-panning into a fast motion-blurred wipe as they exit, transitioning the screen to a clean blur streak. SFX throughout: powerful wing flaps, wind rushing, the wheat character's delighted laughter, a whooshing wipe transition sound at the end.

@Image 1: the roadside store (scene). @Image 2: the woman (subject). @Image 3: the man in the cream blazer (subject). @Image 4: the Fizz Seltzer can (product). SHOT 1 [0–2s]: Extreme low angle, camera nearly at road level, golden desert daylight, the vintage American sports car rockets past in the foreground, tires throwing up a massive plume of dust and grit that fills the frame, blurring past at speed. SFX: roaring engine blast, gravel spray, dust hiss. SHOT 2 [2–5s]: Cut — wide shot from behind the roadside store, dust from the passing car still drifting across frame as the man in the cream blazer and dark sunglasses steps out from the settling haze, walking a diagonal path toward the counter, confident long strides, dust curling around his legs. SFX: footsteps crunching gravel, dust settling, distant engine fading. SHOT 3 [5–7s]: Cut — low-angle close-up from below the counter looking up at the woman, venetian blind shadows striping steeply across her face and neck at a sharp diagonal angle, she takes a slow drag from a lit cigarette held between two fingers, smoke curling up through the striped light, cool composed expression as she turns her head slightly to track him approaching. SFX: quiet inhale, fluorescent hum, approaching footsteps. SHOT 4 [7–9s]: Cut — overhead-angled shot looking down into the cooler as she exhales a stream of smoke and yanks open the lid, blind-light stripes crossing her hands, grabbing a heavily condensed, ice-cold can of Fizz Seltzer, ice crystals clinging to it. SFX: soft exhale, cooler lid clunk, ice shifting, can clinking. SHOT 5 [9–10s]: Cut — dynamic side-angle close-up as she sets the cigarette down in an ashtray and cracks the tab with a sharp hiss, carbonation mist curling up through the blind-striped light, camera whip-panning slightly with the motion. SFX: sharp crack-hiss, fizzing carbonation. SHOT 6 [10–12s]: Cut — tight low-angle two-shot across the counter as she slides the can toward him with a confident flick of her wrist, condensation trailing on the counter surface, blind-light stripes falling across both faces. SFX: can sliding fast on the counter, quiet ambient wind. SHOT 7 [12–14s]: The turn — his hand snaps out fast and traps the can right at the counter's edge before it falls, then he raises it and takes a slow, deliberate sip without breaking eye contact with her, sunglasses catching the striped light. SFX: can stopping with a sharp thud, the sip and swallow, quiet carbonation fizz. SHOT 8 [14–15s]: Final shot — close push-in on her face as she watches him drink, lips curling into a faint, sexy, suspicious smirk, eyes narrowing slightly, blind-light stripes sweeping across her face as smoke drifts up one last time from the ashtray. Hold the frame. SFX: quiet ambient wind, distant engine tick, fluorescent hum.