Shot 3

Shot 3 from EXT. SIDE OF A BUILDING - NIGHT - ISLA'S FANTASY. Edit all AI output before queueing any render.

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$0.40

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Sora 2

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ready

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completed

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 sparks from the previous strike still scatter and die against the night as the frame pushes in tight on the man's face, half-shrouded by ragged cloth. Orange ember-light from the door's impact point rakes across one side of his features, carving deep shadows into the sweat and grime on his skin. His eyes, visible beneath the tattered hood, are locked on the point of impact with a feral, unblinking focus. Grit and moisture cling to his brow and the fabric around his mouth, the muscles in his jaw and neck cording tight as he draws a massive breath, bracing his entire body for the next swing. The world beyond his face is lost to darkness and dying sparks. — EXTREME CLOSE-UP | 85mm | 5s

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continuity lock environment: SIDE OF A BUILDING. continuity lock lighting: NIGHT. The sparks from the previous strike still scatter and die against the night as the frame pushes i…

continuity lock environment: SIDE OF A BUILDING. continuity lock lighting: NIGHT. The sparks from the previous strike still scatter and die against the night as the frame pushes in tight on the man's face, half-shrouded by ragged cloth. Orange ember-light from the door's impact point rakes across one side of his features, carving deep shadows into the sweat and grime on his skin. His eyes, visible beneath the tattered hood, are locked on the point of impact with a feral, unblinking focus. Grit and moisture cling to his brow and the fabric around his mouth, the muscles in his jaw and neck cording tight as he draws a massive breath, bracing his entire body for the next swing. The world beyond his face is lost to darkness and dying sparks. — EXTREME CLOSE-UP | 85mm | 5s