Contents
- 1 About Prompt
- 2 Prompt Details
- 2.1 🎬 Scene 1
- 2.2 Characters:
- 2.3 Dialogues:
- 2.4 🎬 Scene 2
- 2.5 Characters:
- 2.6 Dialogues:
- 2.7 🎬 Scene 3
- 2.8 Characters:
- 2.9 Dialogues:
- 2.10 🎬 Scene 4
- 2.11 Characters:
- 2.12 Dialogues:
- 2.13 🎬 Scene 5
- 2.14 Characters:
- 2.15 Dialogues:
- 2.16 🎬 Scene 6
- 2.17 Characters:
- 2.18 Dialogues:
- 2.19 🎬 Scene 7
- 2.20 Characters:
- 2.21 Dialogues:
- 2.22 🎬 Scene 8
- 2.23 Characters:
- 2.24 Dialogues:
- 3 Related
About Prompt
- Prompt Type – Scene-by-Scene
- Genre – Mystery
- Dialogues Language – Hindi
- Prompt Platform – ChatGPT, Grok, Deepseek, Gemini, Copilot, Midjourney, Meta AI and more
- Prompt Language – English
- Category – Video/Story
- Prompt Title – Vlogger in Atlantis
Prompt Details
🎬 Scene 1
Characters:
- Name: Aarav
- Appearance: Mid-20s, messy black hair, expressive brown eyes, lean build, approximately 5’10” (178 cm). His face has a slight stubble, conveying a sense of being on an extended adventure.
- Clothing: A dark grey, water-resistant tech-wear jacket with multiple pockets, slightly unzipped over a black t-shirt. Wears dark, slim-fit cargo pants and rugged hiking boots. Carries a durable vlogging camera on a carbon fiber selfie stick.
- Voice: Energetic, fast-paced, urban Indian accent (Mumbai-style). His Hindi is mixed with common English words (‘Hinglish’). Voice cracks slightly with panic.
- Personality: Adventurous, tech-savvy, and confident, but quickly becomes overwhelmed and panicked when faced with the truly inexplicable. Reacts with his camera first, a professional instinct.
An ancient, moss-covered seaside cliff bathed in the ethereal glow of a setting sun. The air is thick with the salty spray of crashing waves below. A young man, Aarav, is filming himself with a rugged vlogging camera, his face illuminated by its small screen. His expression is one of energetic excitement, but it quickly shifts to curiosity as his hand brushes against a large, weathered stone embedded in the cliff face. Intricate, unfamiliar symbols carved into the stone begin to pulse with a soft, turquoise light. The light intensifies, tracing the patterns like flowing water before erupting into a shimmering, vertical vortex of liquid energy—a portal. The portal hums with a low, resonant frequency, distorting the air around it and pulling in loose pebbles and sea spray. Aarav’s hair is whipped about by the unseen force as he stumbles backward, his camera still recording, capturing the impossible phenomenon with a wide, terrified gaze. The scene is drenched in the warm oranges of sunset clashing with the cool, alien blue of the portal, creating a visually arresting and chaotic moment of discovery and peril.
Dialogues:
- Aarav: Okay guys, so yeh hain woh ancient ruins jinke baare mein main bata raha tha… Whoa!
- Aarav: Yeh… yeh kya ho raha hai?! What the…!
Tone: Suspenseful, Shocking
Background music: Low orchestral drone that builds in intensity, with sharp, discordant strings as the portal activates.
Camera directions: Handheld vlogging style, shaky cam effect. Starts as a medium shot of Aarav talking to the camera, then whips around to a point-of-view shot of the glowing rune. Quick zoom in on the symbols. As the portal erupts, camera pulls back to a wide shot, capturing both Aarav’s terrified reaction and the portal’s scale. Lens flare effect from the portal’s light.
Actions: Aarav is vlogging enthusiastically. He casually touches the stone, then recoils as it lights up. He stumbles backward, gripping his camera tightly, his expression shifting from confusion to pure terror. The portal pulls at his jacket.
Sound design: The sound of crashing waves, seagulls. A low, mystical hum that grows into a powerful, bass-heavy thrum from the portal. The crackle of energy. Aarav’s sharp, panicked breaths are prominent.
🎬 Scene 2
Characters:
- Name: Aarav
- Appearance: Mid-20s, messy black hair (now dripping wet and plastered to his forehead), expressive brown eyes, lean build, approximately 5’10” (178 cm).
- Clothing: Soaking wet dark grey tech-wear jacket, black t-shirt, and dark cargo pants. His vlogging camera is still clutched in his hand, its lens slightly fogged.
- Voice: Whispery, breathless, filled with awe and disbelief. Urban Indian accent.
- Personality: His earlier panic is replaced by a profound sense of wonder and disorientation. He is an explorer who has found a world beyond his wildest dreams.
The world is a chaotic blur of water and light, culminating in Aarav being expelled forcefully onto a floor of polished, obsidian-like stone. He lands in a heap, soaked and disoriented, coughing up water that strangely vanishes before it pools. As his vision clears, he slowly pushes himself up, his senses overwhelmed by the breathtaking spectacle before him. He is inside a massive, transparent dome, a breathable bubble of air at the bottom of a deep ocean trench. Outside the dome, colossal bioluminescent flora cast shifting patterns of soft blues and greens across the cityscape. Towering spires of a pearlescent, unknown material spiral upwards, interconnected by crystalline bridges upon which silent, glowing vehicles glide. Giant, gentle sea creatures, akin to plesiosaurs with fins of light, swim gracefully in the deep blue abyss beyond the dome. The scale is immense, humbling, and utterly alien. The air is still and carries a faint, clean scent, like ozone after a storm. The light is dim, ethereal, and perpetually shifting, creating a dreamlike, almost sacred atmosphere. Aarav, small and insignificant in this vast space, slowly gets to his feet, his jaw agape in sheer, unadulterated awe.
Dialogues:
- Aarav: (coughing, whispering to himself) Kahan… main kahan hoon?
- Aarav: Yeh toh… jannat hai. Ya… kuch aur.
Tone: Awe, Disorientation
Background music: The intense orchestral music fades into a spacious, ambient score with deep, resonant cello notes and ethereal choir pads, conveying immense scale and wonder.
Camera directions: Low-angle shot from the floor, looking up at Aarav as he recovers. Rack focus from his wet face to the magnificent city in the background. A slow, sweeping pan across the underwater cityscape, emphasizing its scale. Anamorphic lens distortion at the edges of the frame to enhance the ‘bubble’ effect. Color palette is deep blues, emerald greens, and soft whites.
Actions: Aarav coughs and sputters, then slowly rises to his knees, then to his feet. He turns in a slow circle, his eyes wide, trying to take in the impossible view. He raises his camera slightly, but forgets to record, completely mesmerized.
Sound design: The sound of his coughing echoes in the large space. A deep, gentle hum permeates the environment. The muffled, distant calls of the giant sea creatures outside the dome. A soft, melodic chime echoes periodically.
🎬 Scene 3
Characters:
- Name: Aarav
- Appearance: Mid-20s, wet black hair, wide brown eyes, lean build, 5’10” (178 cm).
- Clothing: Soaking wet dark grey tech-wear jacket, black t-shirt, dark cargo pants.
- Voice: A sharp gasp, followed by a stuttered, fearful whisper. Urban Indian accent.
- Personality: His awe instantly evaporates, replaced by primal fear. He is jumpy and on high alert.
- Name: Lyra
- Appearance: Timeless age, long, flowing silver-white hair, piercing bioluminescent blue eyes, ethereal and sharp facial features. Tall and slender, around 6’1″ (185 cm).
- Clothing: A form-fitting suit of shimmering, scale-like material shifting between silver and deep blue, adorned with glowing crystal patterns that pulse softly.
- Voice: Silent in this scene. Her presence is her voice.
- Personality: Calm, observant, ancient, and patient. She moves with a preternatural grace and economy of motion. Her stillness is more intimidating than any overt threat.
While Aarav remains transfixed by the cityscape, a figure materializes from the ambient shadows behind him with impossible silence. It is Lyra, an Atlantean. Her form-fitting suit, made of a material that mimics the shimmering scales of a deep-sea fish, seems to absorb and refract the surrounding bioluminescent light, making her part of the environment. The crystal patterns on her suit pulse with a soft, internal blue light that matches her piercing eyes. Her long, silver-white hair drifts weightlessly, as if she is still suspended in water. She stands perfectly still, a few feet behind Aarav, her posture one of serene authority. She observes him with an unreadable expression, her head tilted slightly in curiosity. The camera focuses on Aarav’s awe-struck face, then slowly pushes in past his shoulder, revealing Lyra’s silent, imposing presence. The sudden realization that he is not alone dawns on Aarav, not from a sound, but from a subtle shift in the light as her suit glows a fraction brighter. He freezes, his breath catching in his throat, before slowly, hesitantly, turning around. The reveal is sharp and startling, contrasting her silent grace with his loud, human panic.
Dialogues:
- Aarav: (Gasping) Kaun… kaun ho tum?!
Tone: Suspenseful, Fearful
Background music: The wondrous ambient score is abruptly cut by a single, low, ominous cello note that hangs in the air. A high-pitched, tense string harmony slowly fades in.
Camera directions: Over-the-shoulder shot of Aarav looking at the city. A slow dolly zoom in on the back of his head. The camera then racks focus to Lyra standing behind him. A rapid ‘whip pan’ as Aarav turns, ending on a medium close-up of his terrified face, with Lyra slightly out of focus in the background.
Actions: Aarav is staring at the city. He feels a presence and freezes. He turns around slowly, then his body language becomes defensive and fearful. Lyra remains perfectly still, her eyes never leaving him, not even blinking.
Sound design: A sudden silence replaces the ambient hum. Aarav’s sharp intake of breath is loud. A faint, low-frequency thrum emanates from Lyra’s suit. The subtle sound of Aarav’s dripping clothes on the stone floor.
🎬 Scene 4
Characters:
- Name: Aarav
- Appearance: Mid-20s, wet black hair, terrified brown eyes, lean build, 5’10” (178 cm).
- Clothing: Soaking wet dark grey tech-wear jacket, black t-shirt, dark cargo pants.
- Voice: Stammering, high-pitched with fear. His modern, urban Hindi feels inadequate and clumsy.
- Personality: Trying to be brave but failing miserably. His instinct is to document, but fear is overriding it. He is defensive and pleading.
- Name: Lyra
- Appearance: Timeless, silver-white hair, glowing blue eyes, ethereal face, tall and slender, 6’1″ (185 cm).
- Clothing: Shimmering, form-fitting suit with glowing patterns.
- Voice: Clear, melodic, and resonant, with a formal, pure (Shuddh) Hindi diction. Her tone is serene but carries an undeniable undercurrent of authority and power. No accent, just pure, ancient language.
- Personality: Commanding, inquisitive, and completely calm. She assesses Aarav as a curiosity, a disruption to a timeless order.
The scene is a tense standoff. Aarav, petrified, holds his vlogging camera up between them like a flimsy shield. The camera’s small light flickers across Lyra’s impassive, otherworldly face, highlighting her glowing blue eyes that seem to see right through him. The vast, silent chamber amplifies the tension, the distant motion of the underwater world outside serving as a surreal backdrop to this intimate confrontation. Lyra breaks the silence. Her voice is not loud, but it resonates through the space with an inherent, ancient authority, each word spoken with perfect, melodic clarity. It is a voice that has commanded respect for millennia, and it washes over Aarav, cutting through his panic with its sheer power. She takes one slow, deliberate step forward, her movements fluid and utterly soundless. Her question hangs in the air, not as a simple query, but as a judgment. Aarav stammers a reply, his modern, colloquial language a stark contrast to her formal, almost poetic speech. He is a child babbling in the presence of something ancient and profound.
Dialogues:
- Lyra: Tum yahan kaise aaye, upari duniya ke vaasi?
- Aarav: Main… mujhe nahi pata! Ek… ek roshni thi aur phir…
Tone: Intimidating, Mysterious
Background music: A deep, resonant orchestral drone, almost a sub-bass frequency, underscores the scene. A single, mournful oboe melody plays over it, representing Lyra’s ancient voice.
Camera directions: A tight two-shot, with Lyra on one side of the frame and Aarav on the other, emphasizing the power dynamic. A slow, almost imperceptible dolly push-in on Lyra as she speaks. Extreme close-up on Aarav’s trembling lips as he tries to answer. The lighting is low-key, with the primary light source coming from Lyra’s suit and the external bioluminescence.
Actions: Lyra takes a single, graceful step forward. Aarav flinches and takes a clumsy step back, tightening his grip on his camera. Lyra’s gaze is unwavering. Aarav gestures vaguely, trying to explain the portal.
Sound design: Lyra’s voice has a subtle, natural reverb that fills the space. The faint hum of her suit. Aarav’s frantic, shallow breathing is a sharp contrast to the silence around them.
🎬 Scene 5
Characters:
- Name: Aarav
- Appearance: Mid-20s, wet black hair, brown eyes wide with a mixture of terror and awe, lean build, 5’10” (178 cm).
- Clothing: Soaking wet dark grey tech-wear jacket, t-shirt, and pants.
- Voice: A choked whisper of disbelief.
- Personality: Completely humbled and mesmerized. He understands he is in the presence of power beyond human comprehension.
- Name: Lyra
- Appearance: Timeless, silver-white hair, glowing blue eyes, ethereal face, tall and slender, 6’1″ (185 cm).
- Clothing: Shimmering, form-fitting suit with glowing patterns.
- Voice: Calm, assertive, and dismissive. Her words are a final judgment spoken in pure, formal Hindi.
- Personality: Demonstrative and powerful, but without malice. She is teaching a lesson, showing the chasm between their worlds.
Lyra, unimpressed by Aarav’s stammered explanation, dismisses his words with a slight, almost imperceptible shake of her head. She slowly raises her right hand, her long, elegant fingers unfurling. In her palm rests a crystal, roughly the size of a human heart, that was previously inert. As she focuses her will upon it, the crystal begins to glow from within, pulsing with the same turquoise light as the portal that brought Aarav here. The light intensifies, projecting ethereal patterns onto the dome ceiling above them. In perfect synchrony, the colossal ocean outside the dome reacts. The calm, gentle currents become a churning, violent vortex. The giant, peaceful sea creatures scatter in panic. The water darkens and writhes as if angered by an unseen force. Lyra’s expression remains serene, but her glowing eyes are fixed on Aarav, showing him a fraction of the power she commands. This is not just technology; it is a fundamental control over her environment, an extension of her being. Aarav’s fear transforms into a new kind of terror, mingled with a profound sense of wonder. He lowers his camera, realizing the complete futility of any resistance.
Dialogues:
- Lyra: Yeh jagah tumhare liye nahi hai.
- Aarav: (Whispering) Yeh… yeh namumkin hai…
Tone: Overwhelming, Majestic, Threatening
Background music: The low drone swells into a powerful, dark orchestral crescendo with a booming kettle drum and a full choir singing a single, ominous chord as the water churns.
Camera directions: Close-up on Lyra’s hand as the crystal begins to glow. A whip pan to the water outside the dome turning violent. A wide shot showing the tiny figures of Aarav and Lyra against the backdrop of the oceanic turmoil. A dolly zoom on Aarav’s face, capturing his awe-struck terror as the world warps around him. The light from the crystal casts dramatic, shifting shadows.
Actions: Lyra raises her hand and activates the crystal. She watches Aarav’s reaction intently. Aarav instinctively takes a step back, his eyes darting between the crystal and the chaos outside. He slowly lowers his camera, his arm going limp.
Sound design: A rising, high-frequency hum from the crystal. The deep, rumbling, and chaotic sound of turbulent water outside the dome, muted by the transparent barrier. The orchestral score dominates the soundscape.
🎬 Scene 6
Characters:
- Name: Aarav
- Appearance: Mid-20s, wet black hair, pleading brown eyes, lean build, 5’10” (178 cm).
- Clothing: Soaking wet dark grey tech-wear jacket, t-shirt, and pants.
- Voice: Clear, steady, and desperate. He has dropped his ‘Hinglish’ affectations, speaking simpler, more heartfelt Hindi.
- Personality: Humbled and desperate. He has shed all pretense and is acting from a core of survival instinct and genuine fear.
- Name: Lyra
- Appearance: Timeless, silver-white hair, glowing blue eyes, ethereal face, tall and slender, 6’1″ (185 cm).
- Clothing: Shimmering, form-fitting suit. The crystal in her hand still glows softly.
- Voice: Silent. Her judgment is conveyed through her stillness.
- Personality: Observant and analytical. She is processing this new information—the plea of a lesser being—with ancient patience.
The orchestral storm subsides, leaving a tense, ringing silence in its wake. The water outside the dome slowly returns to a state of calm, but the demonstration of power lingers in the air, thick and oppressive. Aarav, now completely stripped of his vlogger persona and bravado, stands vulnerable. He lets the selfie stick clatter to the polished floor, the sound echoing loudly in the silent hall. He raises his hands in a universal gesture of surrender, his palms open and non-threatening. His face, illuminated by the soft glow of Lyra’s still-active crystal, is a mask of desperation and sincerity. He makes his plea, his voice no longer stammering but steady with earnestness. He sheds the slang and the speed, speaking a simpler, more direct Hindi, trying to bridge the immense cultural and technological gap between them. He is no longer an explorer or a content creator; he is just a man, lost and terrified, begging for understanding from a being who could extinguish him with a thought. His vulnerability is his only remaining weapon, a stark contrast to Lyra’s immense power.
Dialogues:
- Aarav: Suno! Suno, please…
- Aarav: Main bas ek vlogger hoon. Main yahan kisi ko nuksaan pahunchane nahi aaya.
Tone: Desperate, Vulnerable
Background music: The powerful orchestra cuts out, replaced by a single, sustained, high-pitched violin note that creates a sense of ringing silence and extreme tension.
Camera directions: A low-angle shot of the camera clattering to the floor. A tight close-up on Aarav’s face, focusing on the sincerity and fear in his eyes. The depth of field is very shallow, blurring out Lyra and the background, focusing entirely on his emotional plea. The light from the crystal creates a strong key light on one side of his face.
Actions: Aarav drops his camera and raises his hands slowly. He takes a small step forward, an act of trust and supplication. He maintains eye contact with Lyra, his expression open and pleading.
Sound design: The sharp, loud clatter of the camera hitting the stone floor, with a long echo. The high-pitched, tense string from the score. The sound of Aarav’s own breathing, now steadier but still heavy with emotion.
🎬 Scene 7
Characters:
- Name: Aarav
- Appearance: Mid-20s, wet black hair, hopeful brown eyes, lean build, 5’10” (178 cm).
- Clothing: Soaking wet dark grey tech-wear jacket, t-shirt, and pants.
- Voice: Silent, holding his breath in anticipation.
- Personality: Hopeful but still terrified. He is watching her every micro-expression for a sign.
- Name: Lyra
- Appearance: Timeless, silver-white hair, glowing blue eyes, ethereal face, tall and slender, 6’1″ (185 cm).
- Clothing: Shimmering, form-fitting suit.
- Voice: A soft, resonant statement in pure, formal Hindi. It is not a promise, but a statement of fact.
- Personality: Her impassive mask cracks slightly, revealing a hint of consideration. Her actions are deliberate and meaningful.
Lyra stands unmoving, a living statue carved from moonlight and seafoam. The glowing crystal in her palm casts a turquoise light that flickers across her impassive features. For a long, agonizing moment, she simply studies Aarav, her ancient, luminous eyes weighing his desperate plea. The silence stretches, filled only by the low hum of the city and Aarav’s ragged breathing. His words, his raw vulnerability, seem to hang in the air between them. Then, a subtle, almost imperceptible shift occurs. The hard, judicial line of her mouth softens by a mere fraction. Her head tilts again, but this time it is not with detached curiosity, but with a flicker of something new—perhaps empathy, or maybe just intellectual interest in this strange, emotional creature. Slowly, deliberately, she lowers her hand. As her arm descends, the crystal’s brilliant light dims to a soft, dormant pulse, and the oppressive weight in the room lessens. She does not offer a smile or a word of reassurance, but this small gesture is a monumental concession, a fragile bridge forming across an impossible divide. Hope, faint but tangible, enters the scene.
Dialogues:
- Lyra: Tumhari duniya hamare rahasyon ke liye taiyaar nahi hai.
Tone: Tense, Hopeful
Background music: The high, tense violin note slowly resolves into a softer, more melancholic solo cello melody. It’s still dark and orchestral, but less threatening, more contemplative.
Camera directions: Extreme close-up on Lyra’s eyes, trying to catch any flicker of emotion. The camera then slowly tilts down, following her arm as she lowers the crystal. A rack focus from the now-dim crystal in her hand to Aarav’s face in the background, showing the relief that begins to dawn on him. The lighting becomes slightly softer and less harsh.
Actions: Lyra maintains eye contact with Aarav for a long moment, her expression unreadable. She then slowly lowers her hand, deactivating the crystal’s intense glow. Her posture relaxes slightly, from a state of readiness to one of observation.
Sound design: The sound of the crystal powering down, a gentle descending whoosh. Aarav lets out a slow, shaky breath he was holding. The cello melody from the score becomes the primary sound.
🎬 Scene 8
Characters:
- Name: Aarav
- Appearance: Mid-20s, wet black hair, a mix of apprehension and determination in his brown eyes, lean build, 5’10” (178 cm).
- Clothing: Soaking wet dark grey tech-wear jacket, t-shirt, and pants.
- Voice: A quiet, uncertain whisper to himself, filled with dread and wonder.
- Personality: He is no longer just a victim. A spark of his original adventurous spirit is rekindled, tempered by a newfound respect and fear. He is a willing, if terrified, participant now.
- Name: Lyra
- Appearance: Timeless, silver-white hair, ethereal face, tall and slender, 6’1″ (185 cm).
- Clothing: Shimmering, form-fitting suit.
- Voice: Silent. Her actions speak for her.
- Personality: Mysterious, leading, and purposeful. She has made a decision, and now she acts upon it without hesitation.
With the immediate threat diffused, an unspoken understanding settles between them. Lyra turns her back on Aarav in a gesture that could be either dismissal or invitation. She begins to walk away, her movements as fluid and silent as a current, heading deeper into the magnificent, glowing city. The vast hall, which a moment ago felt like an arena, now appears as a grand causeway. Her destination is a towering spire in the distance, from which intricate bridges of light emanate. She doesn’t look back to see if he is following; she simply expects it. Aarav remains frozen for a second, a maelstrom of thoughts racing through his mind—fear, relief, curiosity, and the profound realization that his life has irrevocably changed. He glances down at his forgotten camera on the floor, then back at Lyra’s retreating form. A choice. With a final, deep breath to steady his nerves, he takes a hesitant first step, then another, his pace quickening to follow the enigmatic Atlantean into the heart of the impossible. The camera pulls back, showing his small human figure trailing behind the ethereal guide, both dwarfed by the majestic, alien architecture of Atlantis.
Dialogues:
- Aarav: (Whispering to himself) Ab… kya hoga…
Tone: Mysterious, Introspective, Ominous
Background music: The solo cello is joined by a low, rhythmic orchestral pulse, creating a feeling of a journey beginning. The theme is dark, but with an undercurrent of wonder and forward motion.
Camera directions: A shot from behind Aarav as he watches Lyra walk away. A close-up of his feet as he takes his first step. The camera then cranes up and pulls back into a final, epic wide shot, showing the two figures walking towards the heart of the city, emphasizing the immense scale and their isolation within it. The 16:9 frame is filled with the grandeur of Atlantis.
Actions: Lyra turns and walks away without a backward glance. Aarav hesitates, looking from his camera to her, then makes his decision and follows. He walks a few paces behind her, keeping a respectful distance.
Sound design: The soft, almost inaudible footsteps of Aarav on the stone floor, contrasting with Lyra’s complete silence. The ambient, melodic hum of the city grows slightly louder, as if welcoming them. The score swells slightly for the final shot, then cuts to black.