Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTRNYW8AFMSCMHSVF9Y4Z2H

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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
Lucien Moreau looked exactly the same. His black suit was sharp as a scalpel blade, his platinum hair slicked back into submission. The amber eye held London's overcast sky; the black one held shadows Rory couldn't name. His hand rested on the ivory knob of his cane. He'd moved to Paris three days after telling her she was "too human for this world." He hadn't even bothered to say goodbye. Rory stopped breathing for a second. The curry house below sent garlic and cumin curling up the stairwell. "Lucien." "Rory." His voice hadn't changed either. That soft French accent chasing consonants like they owed him money. "Paris didn't work out," she said. It wasn't a question. "London holds certain… interests." He didn't move. "Aren't you going to ask me in?" "Three deadbolts," she said. "Eva's cautious." "Eva isn't home." Ptolemy the tabby reappeared from between Rory's legs and wound himself around Lucien's ankles. "Traitor," Rory muttered. The heat from the flat spilled behind her. She hadn't stood back to let him in, but her body had already decided. The door swung open wider. He stepped inside, the cane tapping on the worn floorboards. His eyes catalogued the flat: stacks of books on Babylonian geometry, half-eaten biryani by the window, a winter coat hooked over an armchair where Eva slept more than she sat. "Still research," he said. "Why are you here?" "Why are you in Eva's flat?" "Impending eviction notice last month," she said flatly. "Silas's bar needs the back room refurbished. Something about new kegs." She folded her arms. "Still dodging." He came to a stop in the middle of the room, turned to face her. The distance felt sudden, fragile. He could have reached out and touched the small crescent scar on her wrist. "I missed you." "Bullshit." "London's underworld is awfully flat without you." "That's not missing." But her heartbeat betrayed her, thudding against her ribs. She gestured vaguely towards the kitchenette. "Tea?" "I prefer coffee." "You know Eva only has builders' tea." "Then I will suffer." He didn't sit. He watched her move, tracked her steps as she filled the kettle, rinsed two mismatched mugs. Silence stretched like electric wire between them. Every rustle of her jeans, the click of the gas hob, the plaintive meow of Ptolemy. "You left," she said, her back to him. "You walked out." "I walked out because you made me choose." "You should never have had to." The kettle grew warm under her palm. She said nothing for a long moment. "You told me I was too human." "That hasn't changed." "Then why are you here?" She heard his cane move, the soft thud, the shuffle of his shoes on the faded rug. He was closer when she turned around. "I made a mistake," he said. The air thinned. "You don't make mistakes." He smiled, but it was bitter. "Ah, but I do. I am half-human, remember?" "That's the excuse you use." "And it's the only one I have." He reached out, his fingers stopping inches from her face. He smelled of snow and old paper, that expensive cologne he ordered from Marseilles. She couldn't move. "The demon market," he said softly, "is unbearably tedious without someone asking about Welsh poetry." "I asked once." "You were making a point." "You were being insufferable about love poems being a human weakness." She found her voice. "What do you want, Lucien?" "I want…" He let his hand drop to her shoulder. Her black hair, she'd left it loose today, brushed his knuckles. "There's a job," he said. "Westminster. Someone's been buying up property under family names that don't exist." "Sounds like a demon problem." "It is. But I can't do it alone." "You used to work alone." "You changed that." She walked away, poured the water into the first mug. Dark tannins bloomed in the water. That quiet phrase settled between them. "You think," she said carefully, "that because you show up looking pretty and saying you're sorry, I'll drop what I'm doing?" "I think," he said, his voice dropping into velvet, "that you are sleeping on Eva's sofa." "I have a mattress on the floor." "I think Silas decided he needed a new keg system in the bar three weeks after you tracked an asgeirr through its front door." It hadn't been her fault entirely. The ash-coloured, six-limbed creature had lunged after someone's pet corgi, and Rory had been delivering chow mein. "It was a small asgeirr." "And now your rent is double." She handed him the mug. Their fingers didn't touch. She was careful. "You're offering a job." "I'm offering an opportunity." "I'm not your fixer." "You're the cleverest person I know." "You didn't think that six months ago." "Six months ago I was trying to protect you." "By leaving the country?" "By making you hate me." He hadn't tasted the tea. He just stared into the mug. "It seemed cleaner." The confession was a cold stone dropped into her stomach. "You thought I'd leave if you left." "I thought I was doing you a favour." "This isn't Paris," she said quietly. "We don't hide things in pretty boxes here." He gave a soft laugh. "No. London buries them under layers of lies." Ptolemy jumped onto a stack of papers beside them, dislodging a loose scroll that unfurled across Eva's notes on werewolf subculture in Peckham. "Who's buying the properties?" Rory asked. "Hedge funds with artful names. Silver Birch Holdings. Ravenscroft Trust." "Different companies?" "Same signature on every deed." She waited. "I need you to trace it," he said. "You have an office at Cardiff University." "Had." "You still look like a pre-law student. And there's an archivist there who owes me a favour. You can access land registries, title transfers…" "Why is this important?" "Because someone is trying to build a gateway." She froze. A gateway between realms meant one thing: invasion, power, chaos. "Where?" "Westminster Abbey precinct." "The Leviathan's Eye," she murmured, recalling Eva's research. Lucien's amber eye flickered. "You've been reading." "He's been teaching," she said. They both knew he meant Silas. The owner of the bar she lived above, whose friendship had kept her safe these lonely months. "How is our intrepid bartender?" "Still drinks the stock." "He's stabilising you?" "He's a friend." "And I'm not." She let the question hang. The flat had grown warmer. The tea was already cooling in her hands. "Is this payment?" she finally asked. "For?" "For disappearing." "No," he said, his voice steady. "This is… a chance." "No grand gesture? No bag of gold lying dramatically on the bed?" "I left that for your birthday. You never went back to your flat." She stared at him. "I came by that evening," he clarified. "To apologise, to… talk. But you were gone. You'd left everything. Eva told me your ex made a reappearance." Evan. The name tasted like old copper in her mouth. "So I left a gift," he continued. "And came every week for two months, hoping you'd retrieve it." Rory bowed her head. She'd not returned to that flat in Dalston, not even for her favourite kettle. "What was it?" she asked quietly. "A key." She looked up. "A key to a safe deposit box. In your name." He took a sip of the tea, winced slightly at the strength. "Everything you'd need to start fresh elsewhere." "You thought I'd run away." "I thought you deserved options." Rory placed her mug on the cluttered table, the ceramic clinking against a stray pen. She leaned back against the countertop, the edges digging into her spine. "This plan," she said. "This gateway. You're trying to stop it." "It will unleash every demon between Avaros and Earth. Including my father." "So this is revenge." "It's cleaning up my family's mess." "My father was a barrister," Rory said quietly. "Mine is a demon prince." "You think I don't understand messy families?" He smiled wryly, but it didn't reach his eyes. "The box is still at Barclays," he said. "The rent's kept up." "You kept paying for it." "I kept hoping." Hopefulness was not a word she'd ever associated with Lucien Moreau. "The job," she said. "What's in it for me?" "A way out of Eva's floor." "You know I'm not doing this charity." "Your wages," he said, "will be substantial. And you get to pick your next flat." "No temporary lodgings?" "No more sleeping on plywood." She considered. "I want to know why you left," she said. "Not the pretty lie. The truth." Lucien leaned forward on his cane, both hands on the ivory head. The blade inside rattled. "My father found out about you." The flat grew cold. "He made it… clear. Humans are playthings for half-breeds. Not partners." "You let him dictate our relationship?" "For your safety, yes." "So you broke my heart to save my skin." "It wasn't about-" "I loved you." The words tore free after months of silence. They hung between them—raw, unadorned, bleeding truth. Lucien stared down at his hands. "I know," he said. "That's why I had to." Rory laughed, a bitter, sharp sound. "Great heroics. Look where it got us." "London." "Your father could kill me here." "He could," Lucien acknowledged. "But here, you have my protection." "You left." "I am back." She twisted in place, hunched towards him. The distance between them shrunk. She could feel his stillness, the careful control he held over every breath. "The gateway," she said. "You think this will stop him?" "It will cut him off from summonable power. He'll be weakened." "And you take his throne." "I've never wanted his throne." "You're the heir." "I am a relic," he corrected, his voice stripped bare. "Half-human, hated by his own court. They call me the Mongrel Prince." Rory watched him—the hard line of his jaw, the shadows beneath his eyes that spoke of sleepless nights and monstrous legacies. "When do I meet your archivist friend?" Lucien looked at her, his expression softening. Surprised. "I'll arrange it," he said. "When?" "Tomorrow, twelve noon." "A gentleman's agreement," she snorted. "Take the key. Go to the bank. Buy new pyjamas. I will find you where you choose." "Generous." He gestured with his cane, swirling it in the air between them. "I had it monogrammed, you know." "What?" "The box. Your initials." He tapped the handle. "You cared about such things." She had told him once that monograms were wasteful vanity. He'd listened back then. He unfolded his long legs, stood. The cane clicked on the floorboards. "I'll see you tomorrow." "Aren't you going to finish your tea?" "I value my insides too much." He reached the door, paused. One hand on the brass knob. "Rory." She looked up. "The gateway," he said, his voice low. "Once you find the paperwork, there will be a ritual. It requires a witness." He hesitated. "A human witness." Her pulse stuttered. "Me?" "You." He pulled the door open, let the draught whistle through. She took one step towards him. "Why a human?" "Because gateways anchored by human souls have fireworks," he said. Then he left. The door swung shut. She was alone. The flat smelled of tea and ghosts.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags44
adverbTagCount6
adverbTags
0"she said flatly [flatly]"
1"he said softly [softly]"
2"she said carefully [carefully]"
3"she said quietly [quietly]"
4"she asked quietly [quietly]"
5"Rory said quietly [quietly]"
dialogueSentences172
tagDensity0.256
leniency0.512
rawRatio0.136
effectiveRatio0.07
91.98% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1871
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"softly"
count1
1
adverb"carefully"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"softly"
1"carefully"
2"slightly"
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)
78.62% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1871
totalAiIsms8
found
0
word"silence"
count2
1
word"electric"
count1
2
word"velvet"
count1
3
word"stomach"
count1
4
word"flickered"
count1
5
word"could feel"
count1
6
word"pulse"
count1
highlights
0"silence"
1"electric"
2"velvet"
3"stomach"
4"flickered"
5"could feel"
6"pulse"
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
emotionTells1
narrationSentences138
matches
0"was bitter"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences138
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences265
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen31
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1863
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions39
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions37
wordCount934
uniqueNames15
maxNameDensity1.18
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Moreau2
London1
Rory11
Paris1
French1
Ptolemy3
Lucien8
Babylonian1
Eva3
Marseilles1
Peckham1
Silas1
Evan1
Dalston1
Hopefulness1
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Rory"
2"Ptolemy"
3"Lucien"
4"Eva"
5"Silas"
6"Evan"
places
0"London"
1"Paris"
2"Marseilles"
3"Peckham"
4"Dalston"
globalScore0.911
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences68
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"tasted like old copper in her mouth"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1863
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences265
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs192
mean9.7
std7.87
cv0.811
sampleLengths
06
141
223
318
41
51
616
710
814
96
103
1114
123
1327
1440
154
164
176
1825
1934
203
211
227
2319
243
257
2623
2723
288
293
308
316
3214
337
343
355
3624
376
387
3914
405
417
4227
4315
443
455
4620
472
4819
4917
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences138
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs195
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount2
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences3
totalSentences265
ratio0.011
matches
0"The amber eye held London's overcast sky; the black one held shadows Rory couldn't name."
1"They hung between them—raw, unadorned, bleeding truth."
2"Rory watched him—the hard line of his jaw, the shadows beneath his eyes that spoke of sleepless nights and monstrous legacies."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount939
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount27
adverbRatio0.02875399361022364
lyAdverbCount13
lyAdverbRatio0.013844515441959531
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences265
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences265
mean7.03
std4.82
cv0.686
sampleLengths
06
116
215
310
423
56
612
71
81
95
1011
116
124
137
147
154
162
173
1814
193
208
2114
225
2310
2430
254
264
276
288
2915
302
3115
325
3314
343
351
367
3712
386
391
403
417
427
4316
447
4516
468
473
488
496
43.21% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats18
diversityRatio0.27169811320754716
totalSentences265
uniqueOpeners72
30.30% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences110
matches
0"Then he left."
ratio0.009
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount67
totalSentences110
matches
0"His black suit was sharp"
1"His hand rested on the"
2"He'd moved to Paris three"
3"His voice hadn't changed either."
4"It wasn't a question."
5"He didn't move"
6"She hadn't stood back to"
7"He stepped inside, the cane"
8"His eyes catalogued the flat:"
9"she said flatly"
10"She folded her arms"
11"He came to a stop"
12"He could have reached out"
13"She gestured vaguely towards the"
14"He didn't sit"
15"He watched her move, tracked"
16"she said, her back to"
17"She said nothing for a"
18"She heard his cane move,"
19"He was closer when she"
ratio0.609
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount106
totalSentences110
matches
0"Lucien Moreau looked exactly the"
1"His black suit was sharp"
2"The amber eye held London's"
3"His hand rested on the"
4"He'd moved to Paris three"
5"Rory stopped breathing for a"
6"The curry house below sent"
7"His voice hadn't changed either."
8"That soft French accent chasing"
9"It wasn't a question."
10"He didn't move"
11"Ptolemy the tabby reappeared from"
12"The heat from the flat"
13"She hadn't stood back to"
14"The door swung open wider."
15"He stepped inside, the cane"
16"His eyes catalogued the flat:"
17"she said flatly"
18"She folded her arms"
19"He came to a stop"
ratio0.964
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences110
matches(empty)
ratio0
99.57% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences33
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"Ptolemy jumped onto a stack of papers beside them, dislodging a loose scroll that unfurled across Eva's notes on werewolf subculture in Peckham."
1"Rory watched him—the hard line of his jaw, the shadows beneath his eyes that spoke of sleepless nights and monstrous legacies."
90.91% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags44
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"he said, his voice dropping into velvet,"
1"he said, his voice steady"
2"he said, his voice low"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags33
fancyCount6
fancyTags
0"Rory muttered (mutter)"
1"she murmured (murmur)"
2"he clarified (clarify)"
3"he continued (continue)"
4"Lucien acknowledged (acknowledge)"
5"he corrected (correct)"
dialogueSentences172
tagDensity0.192
leniency0.384
rawRatio0.182
effectiveRatio0.07
83.9308%