Run: 2026-02-19-01KHT0HFCA7CBAESFGPMD0N59H

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Duration:
53.2s
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$0.057828
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Google AI Studio

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The third deadbolt stuck, refusing to slide back until I gave the door a sharp kick near the frame. It succumbed with a metallic protest. I undid the chain, pulled the handle, and prepared to scream at Eva for forgetting her keys again. My breath hitched. The scream died in my throat. Lucien Moreau stood on the landing. He looked entirely out of place in the grim, peeling hallway of a Brick Lane curry house connection. His tailored charcoal suit didn't have a single crease, and his platinum hair was slicked back with a precision that bordered on aggressive. I tried to slam the door. I wasn't fast enough. An ivory-handled cane slotted into the gap between the wood and the frame. The door bounced off the polished ebony stick, jarring my shoulder. "Rude," Lucien said. His voice was smooth, dark velvet wrapped around a jagged rock. "After I walked up three flights of stairs." "I didn't invite you." I threw my weight against the door, but he didn't budge. He held the cane steady with one hand, his grip relaxed, casually overpowering my entire body weight. "Technically," he said, pushing the door open enough to slide his lithe frame inside, "this isn't your flat. The thresholds don't recognize you as the primary ward-holder. Your lack of invitation means nothing." He stepped past me. The scent of him hit me instantly—sandalwood, ozone, and something sharp and metallic, like rain on hot asphalt. It was the smell of bad decisions. It was the smell of the three months I’d spent trying to forget his face. "Get out, Lucien." He ignored me, turning his gaze to the chaotic interior of Eva's flat. Every surface was a fire hazard of stacked books, loose scrolls, and half-empty mugs of tea. "Charming," he drawled. "It looks like a library vomited." "It’s research." "It’s hoarding." He poked a stack of parchments with the tip of his cane. Ptolemy, Eva’s temperamental tabby, glared from atop a wardrobe. Typically, the cat hissed at anyone with a pulse, but for Lucien, he merely narrowed his eyes and slow-blinked. Traitor. Lucien turned to face me. His eyes, one amber and one void-black, swept over me. They lingered on my oversized jumper, my bare legs, the crescent scar on my left wrist. The air in the room grew heavy, charged with the static that always seemed to hum around him. "You look tired, Aurora." "I work for a living. We can't all sell secrets and souls." I crossed my arms, fighting the urge to fix my hair. "What do you want? And don't say 'to talk'. You lost that privilege when you vanished after the Soho job." "I didn't vanish." He picked up a small glass phial from the table, inspecting the murky liquid inside. "I merely... relocated. Strategic necessity." "You ghosted me." "Ghosting implies a lack of intent. My silence was very intentional." "You're a prick," I spat. "Eva’s due back in ten minutes. She has holy water. And a shotgun. I think she prefers the shotgun." "Eva is currently in Brixton," Lucien said, setting the phial down. "She’s haggling over the price of powdered mandrake root. She won’t be back for hours." My stomach tightened. "You’re watching her?" "I watch everyone." He took a step toward me. The cramped living room suddenly felt much smaller. "Especially when they insist on hiding in places with the structural integrity of a wet cardboard box." "I'm not hiding." "No? Then why are you in East London, delivering noodles by day and sleeping in a wizard’s panic room by night?" "It's curry, actually. And the rent is free." I backed up until my hips hit the edge of Eva’s cluttered desk. "Why are you here, Luc? If you needed a delivery, you have my number. Unless you blocked that too." He stopped a foot away. Close enough for me to see the tension in his jaw, the faint darkness beneath his mismatched eyes. He looked impeccable, yes, but he also looked... strained. "I need you to come with me," he said. "No." "Aurora." "No." I laughed, a harsh, brittle sound. "You don't get to do that. You don't get to disappear when things get messy, then waltz back in here with your three-thousand-pound suit and demand I follow you." "It's not a demand. It's a calculation of survival odds." "Yours or mine?" "Both." He reached out. His hand hovered near my face, gloved in soft black leather. I flinched. His fingers curled back, retreating before they made contact. A flash of something—hurt, maybe, or frustration—flickered in his amber eye. "Someone is burning my network," he said, his voice dropping an octave. "Safe houses. Dead drops. Contacts. They’re being erased. Systematically." "Sounds like a you problem." "They started with the outer circle," Lucien continued, relentless. "Low-level informants. Petty conjurers. But last night, they hit the warehouse in Southwark." My breath caught. "Silas?" "Alive. Barely." Lucien leaned his weight on the cane. "He’s in a secure location. But the attackers left a message." "What message?" "A name." He didn't say it. He didn't have to. The silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating. "Evan," I whispered. Lucien gave a jagged nod. "Your ex-boyfriend has acquired some interesting new friends. And some very old magic." "He's in prison." "He *was* in prison. As of six hours ago, the containment ward at HMP Wandsworth has a hole in it the size of a lorry." I gripped the edge of the desk. The room spun slightly. Evan. The biting cold, the controlling whispers, the bruises I used to hide with long sleeves. I had run to London to escape him. I had built a life, however small and chaotic, out of the ashes of what he did to me. "He's coming here," I said, the realization landing like a physical blow. "He is tracking you. It's only a matter of time before he triangulates this location." Lucien’s gaze hardened. "I have a car downstairs. Armored. Warded. It can take us to the safe house in Highgate." "Why?" I looked up at him. "Why come for me? You cut me off, Lucien. You made it very clear I was a liability." "I made it clear you were a distraction," he corrected. "There is a difference." "Is there?" "Yes." He stepped closer again, invading my personal space. This time, I didn't retreat. I couldn't. I was pinned between the desk and the devil. "A liability gets you killed. A distraction..." His gaze dropped to my mouth, then snapped back up. "...complicates the algorithm." "I'm not an algorithm." "You are to me." "Go to hell." "been there. The climate is disagreeable." The banter was a shield, flimsy and cracking. I looked at him, really looked at him. Beneath the composure, he was holding himself too stiffly. His grip on the cane was white-knuckled. And then I smelled it again. Beneath the expensive cologne and the ozone. Copper. "You're bleeding," I said. Lucien stiffened. "I'm fine." "The hell you are." I reached out and grabbed the lapel of his jacket. He hissed, a sound that was definitely not human, and tried to pull away. I held on. "Open it." "Aurora, we don't have time for a medical examination—" "Open the damn jacket, Lucien." He glared at me, a contest of wills he usually won. But not today. With a sigh of annoyance, he unbuttoned the charcoal jacket and let it hang open. The pristine white dress shirt underneath was ruined. A dark crimson stain blossomed across his left side, just above the hip. The fabric was shredded, sticking to the wound. "Just a scratch," he muttered. "That's a claw mark." I stared at the three parallel tears. "Something tried to gut you." "And it failed. The creature is currently decorating the pavement outside the British Museum." He buttoned the jacket quickly, wincing as the movement pulled the skin. "But it confirms they are close. Evan didn't come alone. He brought hype-men from the lower circles." "You came here bleeding," I said, my voice quiet. "You could have gone anywhere. You have healers on retainer. You have witches who owe you favors." "They deal in transactions. I didn't want a transaction." "Then what did you want?" "I wanted to make sure you weren't dead." A thud echoed from the stairwell. Heavy. Deliberate. Then another. The wood of the floorboards vibrated under my feet. Ptolemy let out a low, guttural growl and vanished under the bed. Lucien’s face shifted instantly. The pain vanished behind a mask of cold lethality. He twisted the handle of his cane, and with a soft *shing*, a shimmering silver blade slid from the ivory sheath. "Time's up," he said. "Was that the front door?" "No." Lucien turned toward the entrance, positioning himself between me and the hallway. "That was the wall being kicked in." He reached back, his hand finding mine. His fingers were cold, but his grip was iron. "Do exactly as I say," he murmured, the darkness in his eyes swirling. "And try not to stab me. I've had enough of that for one evening." The locks on Eva's door didn't click this time. They melted. Molten brass dripped onto the floor mat with a hiss, and the heavy wood groaned as something massive leaned against it from the other side. "Ready?" Lucien asked. I grabbed the heavy iron poker from the fireplace. "No." "Good." He smiled, exposing teeth that were slightly too sharp. "Neither are they." The door exploded inward.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags34
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences90
tagDensity0.378
leniency0.756
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
74.95% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1597
totalAiIsmAdverbs8
found
0
adverb"very"
count3
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count2
3
adverb"really"
count1
4
adverb"quickly"
count1
highlights
0"very"
1"suddenly"
2"slightly"
3"really"
4"quickly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
49.91% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1597
totalAiIsms16
found
0
word"velvet"
count1
1
word"weight"
count3
2
word"chaotic"
count2
3
word"pulse"
count1
4
word"charged"
count1
5
word"silence"
count2
6
word"stomach"
count1
7
word"tension"
count1
8
word"flickered"
count1
9
word"pristine"
count1
10
word"echoed"
count1
11
word"vibrated"
count1
highlights
0"velvet"
1"weight"
2"chaotic"
3"pulse"
4"charged"
5"silence"
6"stomach"
7"tension"
8"flickered"
9"pristine"
10"echoed"
11"vibrated"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences118
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences118
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
1"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences174
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen34
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans2
markdownWords2
totalWords1584
ratio0.001
matches
0"was"
1"shing"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions22
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
82.71% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions24
wordCount966
uniqueNames7
maxNameDensity1.35
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Eva5
Moreau1
Brick1
Lane1
Ptolemy2
Lucien13
London1
persons
0"Eva"
1"Moreau"
2"Ptolemy"
3"Lucien"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
2"London"
globalScore0.827
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences76
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1584
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences174
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs89
mean17.8
std14.57
cv0.819
sampleLengths
043
19
26
341
46
528
622
732
833
944
103
1138
122
1343
1449
154
1643
1723
183
1911
2024
2126
226
2334
243
2521
2640
2732
289
291
301
3136
3210
333
341
3536
3621
375
3822
394
4020
412
422
4316
443
4518
463
4725
4854
4912
93.37% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount4
totalSentences118
matches
0"was slicked"
1"was pinned"
2"was ruined"
3"was shredded"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs182
matches
0"was holding"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount3
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences2
totalSentences174
ratio0.011
matches
0"The scent of him hit me instantly—sandalwood, ozone, and something sharp and metallic, like rain on hot asphalt."
1"A flash of something—hurt, maybe, or frustration—flickered in his amber eye."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount974
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount38
adverbRatio0.039014373716632446
lyAdverbCount14
lyAdverbRatio0.014373716632443531
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences174
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences174
mean9.1
std6.51
cv0.715
sampleLengths
019
16
218
33
46
56
618
723
86
94
1013
1111
123
1311
148
1515
1617
1733
184
1918
207
2115
223
2313
2416
253
266
272
2814
299
3019
311
325
3310
3416
3518
364
3723
3820
3918
405
413
4211
435
4419
4511
4615
473
483
499
55.75% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats13
diversityRatio0.3793103448275862
totalSentences174
uniqueOpeners66
34.36% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences97
matches
0"Typically, the cat hissed at"
ratio0.01
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount56
totalSentences97
matches
0"It succumbed with a metallic"
1"I undid the chain, pulled"
2"My breath hitched."
3"He looked entirely out of"
4"His tailored charcoal suit didn't"
5"I tried to slam the"
6"I wasn't fast enough."
7"His voice was smooth, dark"
8"I threw my weight against"
9"He held the cane steady"
10"he said, pushing the door"
11"He stepped past me."
12"It was the smell of"
13"It was the smell of"
14"He ignored me, turning his"
15"He poked a stack of"
16"His eyes, one amber and"
17"They lingered on my oversized"
18"I crossed my arms, fighting"
19"He picked up a small"
ratio0.577
1.24% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount89
totalSentences97
matches
0"The third deadbolt stuck, refusing"
1"It succumbed with a metallic"
2"I undid the chain, pulled"
3"My breath hitched."
4"The scream died in my"
5"Lucien Moreau stood on the"
6"He looked entirely out of"
7"His tailored charcoal suit didn't"
8"I tried to slam the"
9"I wasn't fast enough."
10"An ivory-handled cane slotted into"
11"The door bounced off the"
12"His voice was smooth, dark"
13"I threw my weight against"
14"He held the cane steady"
15"he said, pushing the door"
16"He stepped past me."
17"The scent of him hit"
18"It was the smell of"
19"It was the smell of"
ratio0.918
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences97
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences28
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"His tailored charcoal suit didn't have a single crease, and his platinum hair was slicked back with a precision that bordered on aggressive."
80.88% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags34
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"he said, his voice dropping an octave"
1"Lucien continued, relentless"
2"I said, my voice quiet"
61.11% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags18
fancyCount8
fancyTags
0"he drawled (drawl)"
1"I spat (spit)"
2"I laughed (laugh)"
3"Lucien continued (continue)"
4"I whispered (whisper)"
5"he corrected (correct)"
6"he muttered (mutter)"
7"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences90
tagDensity0.2
leniency0.4
rawRatio0.444
effectiveRatio0.178
81.1427%