Bagarre surhumaine dans un bar

Prompt anglais

Cinematic live-action, 30-second supernatural bar fight, HORIZONTAL 16:9, 24fps. In an old, wrecked bar during a zombie apocalypse, the young woman from is shoved across the room by FOUR raiders, awakens a supernatural power that gives her lightning-fast super speed and super strength, and destroys all FOUR raiders with electrified strikes; the video ends with her sliding down exhausted against the bar counter. No zombies appear anywhere in the video. MAIN SUBJECT THE HEROINE: the woman from , mid-20s, East Asian, face exactly as in . Wavy shoulder-length bob dyed pink at the roots fading to purple and bright blue at the ends, small silver lightning-shaped hair clip on the right side. Athletic, toned, subtle muscle definition. Outfit: pink-and-white cropped sports top with white chevron stripes, pink pleated mini skirt with white inner pleats and white stripes at the hem, black athletic shorts underneath, pink backpack with black buckle straps worn tight on both shoulders, chunky black platform combat boots with pink soles, pink studded buckle straps and silver rings. Fabric dense and opaque, stays in place during kicks and jumps. RAIDERS: FOUR rough men in mismatched dirty survivor gear: patched jackets, torn bandanas, worn boots, stubble. Exactly FOUR, never more. HER POWERS SUPER SPEED: she moves like a lightning bolt. She crosses the room in a blink, leaving a short blurred streak of her silhouette, a wave of dust rolling across the floor behind her, her hair and skirt snapping in the wind she creates, chairs and glass sliding away from her path. The raiders cannot react in time. SUPER STRENGTH: every strike launches a grown man several metres through the air and breaks whatever he hits. ELECTRIFIED STRIKES: when she strikes, her whole arm or leg is wrapped in crackling violet-white lightning. On contact a thick cone-shaped blast of white-grey smoke erupts from her fist and engulfs the raider's head and chest, mixed with dark dust particles and bright white sparks that scatter into the air. Grounded, practical-looking effects, like real smoke and real sparks on a film set. LOCATION ONE old, shabby roadside bar, the apocalypse is outside. All the action happens on the customer side of the bar, in the main room. Foreground: scratched dark wooden floor covered in dust, broken glass and spilled liquid, overturned chairs and wooden tables. Midground: long wooden bar counter with peeling varnish and dirty glasses on top, back shelves with dusty half-empty bottles and a cracked mirror behind it, a pool table with torn green felt in the middle of the room, an old jukebox with a broken light against the side wall, windows boarded up with nailed planks on the opposite wall. Walls: peeling wallpaper, water stains, faded posters. Through the gaps between the planks a deserted street with an abandoned rusted car and drifting smoke is visible, NO people and NO zombies outside. Hanging dust in the air everywhere. CAMERA AND LOOK Handheld. During the fight (00:06-00:22) aggressive and fast: rapid cuts every 0.8-1.2 seconds, each strike gets its own quick cut, cut only after the strike lands, fast whip pans that barely keep up with her speed, crash zooms on impacts, low angles on strikes. During the awakening and the collapse, shots hold 1.5-2 seconds. Everything in fast REAL TIME. One light source: bright daylight beams through the gaps in the boarded windows with dust floating in them; the rest of the bar in soft shadow; natural skin tones, overall muted contrast. The violet-white lightning is the only accent light and flashes on her face, her pink-blue hair and nearby surfaces with every strike. Fast motion blur on her movements, light hand shake, faint noise. No glossy beauty lighting, no heavy grading. Camera and operator never appear in frame. CONTINUOUS STORY 00:00-00:03 SHOVED: already in motion. A raider shoves her hard in the chest with both hands; she stumbles backwards, crashes onto a wooden table, the table collapses, she rolls onto the floor among broken glass, her pink-blue hair whipping across her face. The FOUR raiders laugh and step towards her. 00:03-00:06 AWAKENING: extreme close-up of her eyes turning furious, then a wild defiant grin. She rises; violet-white lightning crawls up both forearms, thin white smoke rises from her clenched fists, the bottles on the back shelf rattle, dust lifts off the floor around her boots. The raiders freeze. 00:06-00:09 RAIDER ONE: she vanishes in a blur and appears in front of raider ONE in a blink, a dust wave rolling across the floor behind her. ONE electrified punch to his jaw: a thick cone of white-grey smoke blasts over his head with dark particles and white sparks; he is launched backwards several metres and slams into the front of the bar counter, the glasses on top shatter, he slides down and stays on the floor. 00:09-00:13 RAIDER TWO: he swings a pool cue at her head; she catches it mid-swing with ONE hand, lightning runs along the cue and it splinters. ONE electrified palm strike to his chest: white smoke blast and sparks; he flies backwards onto the pool table and the table splits in half under him. 00:13-00:17 COUNTER LEAP: raider THREE stands by the jukebox at the far end of the counter. She springs up onto the counter top in one super-powered leap, sprints along it in a blur, glasses flying off both sides, leaps off its end and lands ONE flying kick with her lightning-wrapped platform boot on his chest: white smoke blast and sparks; he crashes into the jukebox, its glass front bursts; she lands crouched on the floor on both boots, knees bent, backpack bouncing on her back. 00:17-00:22 RAIDER FOUR: he charges and swings a bar stool; it shatters into splinters against her raised forearm with a lightning flash. She dashes around him in a blink and lands ONE electrified punch to his ribs: white smoke blast and sparks; he is thrown into the boarded window, two planks crack and break outward, a new beam of daylight floods in, he drops under the window and stays down. 00:22-00:26 AFTERMATH: wide shot. All FOUR raiders lie defeated: ONE at the foot of the counter, TWO in the split pool table, THREE in the broken jukebox, FOUR under the broken window. She stands in the middle breathing hard, pink-blue hair messy; the lightning on her arms flickers and dies, the last white smoke drifts off her fists, sparks fade in the light beams. 00:26-00:30 COLLAPSE: she staggers back to the bar counter, leans against it and slides down to sit on the dusty floor among broken glass, backpack against the counter, head tilting back, eyes half-closed, chest rising and falling. Final frame: low wide shot along the floor, her pink platform boots in the foreground, light beams from the boarded windows behind. SOUND Natural and power sounds only, tied to the events: raiders' laughter, the table breaking, glass crunching, electric crackle and low hum during the awakening, a sharp whoosh and air crack with each super-speed dash, a heavy thump plus electric snap and smoke burst on every strike, glasses shattering, the cue splintering, the pool table splitting, the jukebox glass bursting, the stool shattering, planks cracking, groans of defeated raiders, distant wind outside, her heavy breathing at the end. No music, no narration, no zombie sounds. ESSENTIAL CONTINUITY ONE bar for the whole video, same layout in every shot, all action on the customer side. Exactly FOUR raiders, each defeated once and staying where they fell. Every dash starts and ends with her feet on the floor; every jump has take-off, flight and landing; bodies never pass through the counter, tables, jukebox or each other. Every strike has the same effect: violet-white lightning on the striking limb plus a white-grey smoke blast with dark particles and white sparks. Broken table, shattered glasses, split pool table, broken jukebox and broken window planks stay visible after they appear. Same daylight and same lightning colour throughout. No zombies inside or outside. Preserve her face from , pink-purple-blue bob with silver hair clip, pink-and-white cropped sports top, pink pleated mini skirt with black athletic shorts underneath, pink backpack with black straps and black-pink platform combat boots throughout; raiders keep the same clothes. No slow motion, no floaty movement, no hesitation, repeated attempts, teleportation without a speed blur, duplicated people, extra raiders, zombies, changing outfits, losing the backpack, changing hair colour, cartoonish CGI, glowing aura around her whole body, captions, subtitles, text, watermarks, recording interface.