broken Veo prompts

5 months ago

First-person view walking through a dark, abandoned hospital corridor. The camera moves slowly and cautiously, as if the viewer is holding a flashlight. The flashlight beam swings across cracked tiled floors and stained walls, revealing flickering overhead lights and broken hospital signs. The corridor is long and mostly unlit — only one light out of several works, creating pools of dim light between deep shadows. Occasionally, the flashlight catches glimpses of empty doorways, peeling paint, or strange shapes at the end of the hall. The entire scene is tense, quiet, and cinematic, with strong light and shadow contrast. The motion is immersive and steady, evoking suspense.

3 months ago

[EXTREME WIDE SHOT], [SLOW ZOOM IN + STATIC FRAMING], [COASTLINE OF RUSSIA AND ADJACENT LANDS FACING GIGANTIC WALL OF WATER], [a colossal tsunami, dark and curling, looms in the distance, swallowing cities in its path, people scream and run across broken landscapes, helicopters whirl away from collapsing towers, the horizon bends under the pressure of the wave], [terrified screams, roaring water, crumbling buildings, fading sirens], [dim grey skies, ash particles falling, brief rays of cold light piercing the clouds, ocean reflecting ominous blue-black tones], [epic end-of-the-world tone, apocalypse cinematic style, inspired by 2012 and The Day After Tomorrow]

2 months ago

A massive silverback gorilla faces off against a super-muscular man in an intense showdown. The scene takes place in a gritty urban warehouse, dimly lit with shafts of light piercing through broken windows. The gorilla beats its chest with raw power while the man flexes, veins popping, his skin glistening with sweat. The atmosphere is charged with primal energy, dust floating in the air, the sound of heavy breathing and distant metal clanging. The camera circles around them in slow motion, emphasizing their size and tension, creating a dramatic, cinematic fight-scene feel.

4 months ago

A slow dolly camera movement in outer space, gliding carefully to avoid floating robotic space trash. The scene is dark and silent, with distant stars softly twinkling. Pieces of futuristic, metallic debris (robot arms, satellite parts, broken panels, holographic shards) drift in zero gravity. As the camera moves forward, the pieces of trash begin to converge, slowly collapsing and magnetically pulling together. They form the word "PromptHero" in a sleek, futuristic metallic typeface. At the exact moment the word finishes forming, there is a silent, subtle space explosion effect, a small burst of particles and light flashes behind the text, emphasizing its reveal. The scene remains silent except for a faint hum of space ambience. The final shot holds for 3 seconds, with the "PromptHero" word floating in space, softly illuminated by distant starlight. Cinematic lighting, ultra-detailed textures on the space trash, highly realistic rendering, and smooth slow-motion dolly movement.

16 days ago

Cinematic fusion of Ned Kelly and the Mad Max 2 Ford V8 Interceptor, brought to life in the Australian outback, image captured by the best wildlife photographer in the whole wide world The Outback holds its breath in the hour before dawn. The air is cold, the silence absolute, broken only by the faint, ticking sound of a cooling engine. He is a spectre from two legends, a figure forged in the crucible of Australian myth. Clad not in the crude black iron of the Kelly Gang, but in a battle-hardened amalgam of scrap metal and salvaged history. His helmet is a fearsome, sculpted steel skull, its narrow eye-slit reflecting a sliver of the coming sun. The iconic square breastplate is still there, but it's welded to worn leather and car body panels, etched with the scars of the wasteland. He stands beside his mechanical steed: the last of the V8 Interceptors. The Ford Falcon XB Coupe is a beast of gleaming menace and dust-caked grit. Its supercharger juts from the hood like a blackened cannon, and the fuel tanks strapped to its sides hint at a terrible, explosive power. The paint is long gone, replaced by the raw, sun-baked patina of the desert. The scene is set on a vast, salt pan, its cracked white surface stretching to a horizon of low, rugged hills. The sky above is a masterpiece of deep indigo, against which the Milky Way spills a river of diamond dust. To the east, a thin band of tangerine and magenta bleeds into the darkness, casting the entire landscape in a surreal, cinematic glow. The photographer, a master of capturing the soul of the wild, has framed this moment perfectly. The long exposure has captured the stillness of the earth and the dizzying spin of the cosmos. The car's chrome gleams with starlight; the figure of the armoured man is an unmoving monument of defiance against the epic scale of the universe. It is a portrait of the last bush-ranger, the road warrior king, waiting for the sun to rise on another day of survival in a world gone mad. JDHampton + AI | Creative Alliance

1 month ago

POV as if you are the drone flying through an abandoned industrial warehouse. You speed through broken windows, feeling the sudden rush of light and shadow. The camera tilts and rolls as you flip between rusted beams and dive through narrow corridors. Dust swirls in the air as you skim past crumbling walls, sunlight cutting through cracks in the roof. Every sharp turn and acrobatic spin is captured from your perspective, raw and immersive, like an FPV racing flight inside the decayed building.

16 days ago

Cinematic fusion of Ned Kelly and the Mad Max 2 Ford V8 Interceptor, brought to life in the Australian outback, image captured by the best wildlife photographer in the whole wide world The Outback holds its breath in the hour before dawn. The air is cold, the silence absolute, broken only by the faint, ticking sound of a cooling engine. He is a spectre from two legends, a figure forged in the crucible of Australian myth. Clad not in the crude black iron of the Kelly Gang, but in a battle-hardened amalgam of scrap metal and salvaged history. His helmet is a fearsome, sculpted steel skull, its narrow eye-slit reflecting a sliver of the coming sun. The iconic square breastplate is still there, but it's welded to worn leather and car body panels, etched with the scars of the wasteland. He stands beside his mechanical steed: the last of the V8 Interceptors. The Ford Falcon XB Coupe is a beast of gleaming menace and dust-caked grit. Its supercharger juts from the hood like a blackened cannon, and the fuel tanks strapped to its sides hint at a terrible, explosive power. The paint is long gone, replaced by the raw, sun-baked patina of the desert. The scene is set on a vast, salt pan, its cracked white surface stretching to a horizon of low, rugged hills. The sky above is a masterpiece of deep indigo, against which the Milky Way spills a river of diamond dust. To the east, a thin band of tangerine and magenta bleeds into the darkness, casting the entire landscape in a surreal, cinematic glow. The photographer, a master of capturing the soul of the wild, has framed this moment perfectly. The long exposure has captured the stillness of the earth and the dizzying spin of the cosmos. The car's chrome gleams with starlight; the figure of the armoured man is an unmoving monument of defiance against the epic scale of the universe. It is a portrait of the last bush-ranger, the road warrior king, waiting for the sun to rise on another day of survival in a world gone mad. JDHampton + AI | Creative Alliance