Model

MN GRAND Gutenberg Lyra4 12B Madness

Test

Dialogue tags

Scenario

Write 500 words with 70% dialogue

Run ID

2024-10-16-01JAAT4Y447E0TXV3K4N3MAXN7

Model input

User/Human
You are a author of comedic heist books. Please write a 500 word scene that has 70% words of dialogue between two thieves named Molly and Bill who are planning to break into a children's party to steal all the presents. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary.

Model response

AI
The scene went like this: "Oi Bill, what's the plan for the heist then?" Molly asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she lounged against the alley wall. She lit up a cigarette, taking a long drag before exhaling the smoke slowly. Bill frowned, glancing around furtively before lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Well, the gaff's at the old community center on 4th and Main, right? That dump's always got a kid's birthday shindig going on weekends. Loads of presents and no real security." Molly snorted derisively. "Security? They've got one doddery old geezer manning the door and a gaggle of harried mammies running around. It'll be a right cakewalk, Bill!" "Exactly my thinking," Bill grinned, rubbing his hands together gleefully. "We can waltz right in posing as clowns, scoop up the booty, and leg it before anyone's the wiser. The kiddies'll be too busy pigging out on sugary snacks to notice, and the parents won't twig 'til we're long gone." "And if they do?" Molly arched an eyebrow skeptically. "Then we rough 'em up a bit like, give them a right doing over!" Bill declared, cracking his knuckles menacingly. "Nothin' a good clout round the bonce won't sort out." "Christ Bill, you're a proper right hard man," Molly shook her head in amused exasperation. "But aye, that'll teach the little bastards to mind their own business. Right then, I'll pick up some cheap clown suits and face paints. You get us a getaway van. Meet back here tomorrow night to go over the plan in more detail." "You got it, boss," Bill nodded eagerly before sauntering off with a jaunty whistle, already imagining the look on the wee tykes' faces when they discovered their precious presents had vanished without a trace, courtesy of Bill and Molly. It would be a right laugh! Molly smirked to herself, blowing smoke rings lazily. Bill was a right loon, but he wasn't wrong about this being an easy score. And after last month's cock-up with the jewellery heist that left them high and dry, they were right desperate for a bit of dosh. Stealing from

Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
0.0000% Matches word count n/a
neededCleanfalse
words355
0.1492% Dialogue to Total Word Ratio
Ratio: 58.59%, Deviation: 11.41%
neededCleanfalse
wordsTotal355
wordsDialogue208
0.0746%