Shot 2

Shot 2 from EXT. SIDE OF A BUILDING - NIGHT - ISLA'S FANTASY. Edit all AI output before queueing any render.

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Sora 2

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Queueing a render creates a `RenderJob` for the selected provider. `Sora 2` sends the prompt to Azure OpenAI. `Seedance 2.0` sends the prompt to Seedance and polls its task API. Other models continue to use the local mock provider.

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continuity lock environment: SIDE OF A BUILDING. continuity lock lighting: NIGHT. The same tall, broad man shrouded in tattered rags from the previous shot now grips the axe handle with both dirt-caked hands. He raises it in a slow, deliberate arc high above his head, his silhouette cutting a ragged shape against a single dim, jaundiced light source somewhere behind him. The heavy axe head pauses at the apex, trembling slightly from exertion, its edge catching a faint glint. The metal door before him is a dark, mute slab, scarred but unbroken, waiting. The frame holds on this suspended moment of raw, physical potential, the night pressing in from all sides. — MEDIUM GROUNDED | 35mm | 5s

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continuity lock environment: SIDE OF A BUILDING. continuity lock lighting: NIGHT. The same tall, broad man shrouded in tattered rags from the previous shot now grips the axe handl…

continuity lock environment: SIDE OF A BUILDING. continuity lock lighting: NIGHT. The same tall, broad man shrouded in tattered rags from the previous shot now grips the axe handle with both dirt-caked hands. He raises it in a slow, deliberate arc high above his head, his silhouette cutting a ragged shape against a single dim, jaundiced light source somewhere behind him. The heavy axe head pauses at the apex, trembling slightly from exertion, its edge catching a faint glint. The metal door before him is a dark, mute slab, scarred but unbroken, waiting. The frame holds on this suspended moment of raw, physical potential, the night pressing in from all sides. — MEDIUM GROUNDED | 35mm | 5s