0:00 – 0:03 MEDIUM CLOSE-UP / WIND + LOW RUMBLE An... by @rinse_gilligan - soup.video
0:00 – 0:03 MEDIUM CLOSE-UP / WIND + LOW RUMBLE An 18-year-old goth girl—pale skin, dark smudged eyeliner, black nail polish chipped at the edges, long inky...
Prompt
0:00 – 0:03
MEDIUM CLOSE-UP / WIND + LOW RUMBLE
An 18-year-old goth girl—pale skin, dark smudged eyeliner, black nail polish chipped at the edges, long inky hair whipping in the wind. Her school uniform is a dark, slightly customized version—tie loosened, sleeves perfectly rolled, just enough rebellion to contrast the “perfect student” archetype. Even in panic, she has that unmistakable rom-com-protagonist presence—striking, expressive, effortlessly watchable.
She dangles from a metal rail, arms shaking violently, boots scraping uselessly against empty air.
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0:03 – 0:06
OVER-THE-SHOULDER / DESCENT REVEAL
Camera tilts down past her shoulder into the abyss: a vast pit of thick, rotting green slime, sluggishly churning like something alive. Huge bubbles swell and burst with wet, stomach-turning pops. A faint green vapor rises—suggesting a smell so foul it’s almost visible.
Sound design: deep glorp… bluuurp…
Cut back—her grip slips slightly. She winces, gagging at the stench rising up.
A quick glance to camera:
“Oh god—it stinks worse than it looks.”
Her hand slides.
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0:06 – 0:08
SLOW-MOTION FALL
Her fingers peel away from the rail.
She drops in—hair lifting, tie fluttering—eyes locked on the camera with a flat, horrified realization.
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0:08 – 0:09
WIDE IMPACT SHOT
She hits the surface with a dense, revolting SPLORCH—not a splash, but a thick, swallowing impact.
The slime engulfs her instantly. No trace remains.
Ripples spread sluggishly.
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0:09 – 0:11
STATIC SURFACE / SOUND FOCUS
The pit gurgles.
One massive bubble swells—
BLORP.
Another follows, wetter, heavier—
GLUUURP.
The surface quivers, then bulges upward.
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0:11 – 0:13
EMERGENCE / SLOW RISE
She rises from the slime—completely unrecognizable.
Her entire body is encased in a thick, dripping layer of bright green sludge like a second skin. Her hair is plastered flat beneath it (no longer visible whatsoever), her eyes fully obscured (covered by a mask of disgusting green), her facial features erased into a smooth, grotesque coating (with her nose, now green and completely covered, smushed to one side out of disgust). Only her mouth barely pushes through the slime, stretching it as she breathes.
Strings of viscous goo cling and snap as she moves. The sound is wet, suffocating.
She turns—slowly—toward the camera.
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0:13 – 0:14.5
CLOSE-UP / FOURTH WALL RETURN
Her voice is different, nasally, snotty, and exhausted but still ironically composed:
“Yeah… I’m not coming back from this. Like—socially. Or… biologically.”
A beat as slime slowly slides down her face.
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0:14.5 – 0:15
FINAL BEAT / STILL FRAME FEEL
She gives a tiny, defeated nod, pinches her nose defeatedly—then gently sinks back into the slime again, nose still pinched.
GLORP.
The surface closes over her.
Model
seedance2
Type
Video
Ratio
9:16
Visibility
public
Created
Apr 29, 2026