Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTX1T9WNJ16GZG4SNY1NFC2

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Duration:
17.6s
Cost:
$0.009092
Provider:
Google AI Studio

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction 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="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</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 literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. 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 whiskey glass shattered against the floorboards, spraying amber liquid across Aurora’s boots. "Watch it, Rory!" Silas barked the command from the end of the bar, his hazel eyes tracking the mess before returning to the tap. He didn't stop pouring the Guinness. He never did. The Raven's Nest was too crowded for apologies, the air thick with the smell of damp wool and stale tobacco that seemed to seep out of the old Soho brickwork. Aurora ducked down, her black hair falling forward to shroud her face as she pinched a shard of glass between her thumb and forefinger. The crescent scar on her left wrist caught the low green glow of the neon sign outside. "My fault, Si," she muttered, though her voice was lost to the roar of a Friday night crowd. "I said watch it." A pair of polished, expensive Italian leather brogues appeared in her narrow field of vision, hovering just inches from the puddle. They were out of place. The Nest was a sanctuary for scuffed trainers and work boots, not five-hundred-pound footwear. "You've still got that habit of looking at your feet when you're cornered." The voice hit Aurora like a cold Atlantic swell. It was deeper than she remembered, smoothed out by years of something that sounded like soft edges and high-end scotch, but the cadence was unmistakable. The Welsh lilt had been hammered thin, replaced by a practiced, neutral London clip. Aurora stood slowly. She didn't let go of the glass shard. "Evan." He looked like a different man dressed in the skin of her worst memories. The boy who had chased her through the rain in Cardiff was gone. In his place stood a man in a charcoal wool overcoat that cost more than her car, his hair groomed to a perfection that felt clinical. Only the eyes were the same—that particular, restless grey that always seemed to be looking for a crack in the door. "Rory. Small world. Or perhaps just a very small city." "It's a big city, Evan. You just have a knack for being exactly where you aren't wanted." She dropped the glass into a bin behind the bar and wiped her hands on her apron, the movement sharp and dismissive. She felt Silas’s presence move closer. He was leaning against the back counter now, the silver signet ring on his right hand catching the light as he polished a tumbler. He wasn't looking at them, but the way his shoulders set told Aurora he was monitoring the frequency. "I heard you were in London," Evan said. He leaned against the mahogany bar, his posture projecting a casual ownership of the space that made Aurora’s skin crawl. "Eva mentioned it. Years ago, mind you." "Eva shouldn't talk to strangers." "We weren't strangers, Rory. We were family. Once." "We were a mistake. Once." Evan smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. He scanned the bar, his gaze lingering on the faded maps of Prague and the Balkans pinned to the walls. "This is where you landed? Serving pints in a basement in Soho? Your father must be thrilled. All that Pre-Law tuition for... what? Craft ales and crisps?" "The Guinness is better here than in Cardiff," she said, her voice dropping an octave. "And the company is more honest." "Honesty's a luxury for people who can't afford anything else." Evan tapped a manicured nail against the bar. He looked at Silas, then back to Aurora. "I'm looking for a specific vintage. A 1998 Macallan. I don't suppose this place handles anything that doesn't come in a keg?" "We have what we have," Aurora replied. "And you aren't staying long enough to drink it." "Rough service," Evan remarked to the room at large. "Is this how you treat an old friend who's come to offer an olive branch?" "Is that what's in your pocket? I assumed it was another restraining order you were ignoring." The air between them soured. A group of rowdy office workers nearby erupted into laughter, the sound jarring and bright against the low-frequency hum of their confrontation. Aurora felt the familiar heat rising in her chest, the frantic thrum of a bird trapped in a cage. She looked past Evan, focusing on the green neon hum of the 'Raven's Nest' sign reflecting in the window. Silas stepped in, his slight limp almost imperceptible as he moved to the section of the bar directly in front of Evan. He placed a clean coaster down with the precision of a man laying a landmine. "The lady asked you to leave," Silas said. His voice was a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to vibrate the glassware. Evan didn't flinch. He sized Silas up, his eyes flickering over the grey-streaked hair and the neat beard. "And who are you? The pensioned-off help?" "I own the dirt you're standing on," Silas said. He leaned forward, his hazel eyes locking onto Evan's with a terrifying, flat intensity. "And I've spent thirty years removing stains more stubborn than you from much nicer carpets." Evan’s smirk faltered. He recognized the tone. It was the voice of a man who didn't threaten, but merely stated upcoming facts. He turned back to Aurora, his expression shifting into something more pitiable and, therefore, more dangerous. "You've changed, Rory. You used to have a heart. You used to care about the things we built." "We didn't build anything, Evan. You curated a hostage situation and called it a relationship. I’ve spent five years scrubbing the smell of you out of my hair." "I'm at the Savoy," Evan said, reaching into his inner pocket. He produced a thick, cream-colored business card. "I'm heading the new acquisition firm on Canary Wharf. Real power. The kind we used to talk about in that shitty flat in Roath." He slid the card across the damp wood. Aurora didn't touch it. "I don't remember talking about power," she said. "I remember talking about how to pay the electric bill while you spent the rent money on cocaine and shirts you didn't need." "I was young. We were both children." "I grew up," Aurora said, pointing to the door. "You just got a larger allowance." Evan picked up the card, his fingers trembling slightly. The mask of the successful London executive was slipping, revealing the jagged, petulant boy beneath. "You're still living above a pub, Aurora. Deliveries for a Chinese takeaway? I saw you last week on that battered moped. You looked... diminished." "I look like I can sleep at night," she snapped. "Now get out before I lose my temper, and believe me, I’ve learned how to make it hurt much more than I used to." Evan straightened his overcoat, tugging at the lapels. He looked around the Nest one last time, a sneer curling his lip. "You'll call. People like us, we don't change. We just cycle through different versions of the same mess. I'll see you in the next one." He turned on his heel, his expensive brogues clicking sharply against the floor. He didn't look back as he pushed through the heavy oak doors and vanished into the Soho night. Aurora stood frozen, her hand gripping the edge of the bar so hard her knuckles turned the color of bone. The smell of his cologne—something citrusy and expensive—lingered in the air, a ghost in the room. Silas picked up the damp rag and began wiping the spot where Evan had leaned. "Persistent," Silas remarked. "He's a parasite," Aurora said. "He thinks if he stays in the light long enough, no one will notice he's hollow." "He knew your name." "He knew a version of it." Aurora reached for a tray of dirty glasses, her movements jerky and uncoordinated. She felt the weight of the years crashing down on her, the memory of the rain-slicked streets of Cardiff and the sound of shouting behind closed doors. She looked at her wrist, at the crescent scar. It felt like it was throbbing. "You okay, Rory?" "I'm fine, Si. Just need a minute." "Take five. Go out the back." "No. I'm working." She turned to the next customer, a man in a tweed jacket who looked like he’d been waiting for a decade. "What can I get you?" "Pint of Pride and a chaser. Rough night?" Aurora didn't answer. She pulled the tap, watching the amber liquid swirl into the glass. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a shadow move near the shelf of old maps. The bookshelf shifted. A man she didn't recognize, dressed in a nondescript windbreaker, stepped out from the hidden back room. He caught Silas’s eye and gave a subtle, practiced nod. Silas didn't look at Aurora, but his hand went to his signet ring, twisting it twice. "Rory," Silas said, his voice dropping to that dangerous, quiet register. "Forget the beer." He wasn't looking at the customer. He was looking at the front door. The heavy oak entrance didn't open. It exploded. A flash-bang grenade skittered across the floorboards, its metal casing ringing against the wood. The world turned into a searing white void of noise and heat. Aurora dived behind the bar, the sound of shattering glass and screaming filling her ears as the front windows blew inward, showering the room in a rain of jagged diamonds. Through the ringing in her head, she heard the rhythmic, heavy thud of tactical boots. "Down! Everyone down!" The voice wasn't Evan's. It was professional. Cold. Aurora pressed her back against the beer kegs, her heart hammering against her ribs. She looked up and saw Silas. He wasn't hiding. He had reached under the bar and produced something short, black, and made of heavy polymer. "Rory," Silas hissed over the chaos. "The shelf. Get to the shelf now!" A second explosion rocked the building, and the green neon sign above the door finally flickered and died.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags16
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences55
tagDensity0.291
leniency0.582
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
87.97% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1663
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count1
1
adverb"very"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
3
adverb"sharply"
count1
highlights
0"slowly"
1"very"
2"slightly"
3"sharply"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
66.93% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1663
totalAiIsms11
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"sanctuary"
count1
2
word"lilt"
count1
3
word"scanned"
count1
4
word"familiar"
count1
5
word"intensity"
count1
6
word"electric"
count1
7
word"weight"
count1
8
word"searing"
count1
9
word"rhythmic"
count1
10
word"flickered"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"sanctuary"
2"lilt"
3"scanned"
4"familiar"
5"intensity"
6"electric"
7"weight"
8"searing"
9"rhythmic"
10"flickered"
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
narrationSentences97
matches(empty)
98.67% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences97
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences137
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen30
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1651
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions20
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
33.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions64
wordCount1130
uniqueNames15
maxNameDensity1.68
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Evan"
discoveredNames
Aurora19
Guinness1
Raven1
Nest3
Soho2
Friday1
Italian1
Atlantic1
Welsh1
London2
Cardiff2
Silas14
Prague1
Balkans1
Evan14
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Raven"
2"Silas"
3"Balkans"
4"Evan"
places
0"Soho"
1"London"
2"Cardiff"
3"Prague"
globalScore0.659
windowScore0.333
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences73
glossingSentenceCount5
matches
0"tobacco that seemed to seep out of the old Soho brickwork"
1"sounded like soft edges and high-end scotc"
2"looked like a different man dressed in th"
3"felt like it was throbbing"
4"looked like he’d been waiting for a decad"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1651
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences137
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs74
mean22.31
std17.56
cv0.787
sampleLengths
013
13
260
341
418
54
640
713
848
911
101
1174
1210
1317
1470
1535
165
178
185
1928
2027
2121
2210
2316
2422
2516
2624
2716
2865
2937
3021
3118
327
3338
3438
3518
3628
3742
3812
3931
407
4115
4224
4324
4434
4521
4625
4731
4836
4915
94.41% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount3
totalSentences97
matches
0"was lost"
1"been hammered"
2"was gone"
0.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount7
totalVerbs183
matches
0"was monitoring"
1"was slipping"
2"was throbbing"
3"wasn't looking"
4"was looking"
5"wasn't hiding"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount3
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences2
totalSentences137
ratio0.015
matches
0"Only the eyes were the same—that particular, restless grey that always seemed to be looking for a crack in the door."
1"The smell of his cologne—something citrusy and expensive—lingered in the air, a ghost in the room."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount767
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount20
adverbRatio0.02607561929595828
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.002607561929595828
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences137
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences137
mean12.05
std7.24
cv0.601
sampleLengths
013
13
221
36
43
530
624
717
818
94
1021
115
1214
1313
149
1525
1614
173
188
191
2014
2113
2226
2321
2410
2517
2622
276
2824
2918
308
3120
327
335
348
355
368
3720
3827
3915
406
4110
428
438
4422
457
469
479
4815
4916
38.32% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats16
diversityRatio0.25547445255474455
totalSentences137
uniqueOpeners35
38.31% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences87
matches
0"Only the eyes were the"
ratio0.011
36.09% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount40
totalSentences87
matches
0"He didn't stop pouring the"
1"He never did."
2"she muttered, though her voice"
3"They were out of place."
4"It was deeper than she"
5"She didn't let go of"
6"He looked like a different"
7"She dropped the glass into"
8"She felt Silas’s presence move"
9"He was leaning against the"
10"He wasn't looking at them,"
11"He leaned against the mahogany"
12"He scanned the bar, his"
13"she said, her voice dropping"
14"He looked at Silas, then"
15"She looked past Evan, focusing"
16"He placed a clean coaster"
17"His voice was a low,"
18"He sized Silas up, his"
19"He leaned forward, his hazel"
ratio0.46
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount83
totalSentences87
matches
0"The whiskey glass shattered against"
1"Silas barked the command from"
2"He didn't stop pouring the"
3"He never did."
4"The Raven's Nest was too"
5"Aurora ducked down, her black"
6"The crescent scar on her"
7"she muttered, though her voice"
8"A pair of polished, expensive"
9"They were out of place."
10"The Nest was a sanctuary"
11"The voice hit Aurora like"
12"It was deeper than she"
13"The Welsh lilt had been"
14"Aurora stood slowly."
15"She didn't let go of"
16"He looked like a different"
17"The boy who had chased"
18"She dropped the glass into"
19"She felt Silas’s presence move"
ratio0.954
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences87
matches(empty)
ratio0
99.13% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences49
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"The Raven's Nest was too crowded for apologies, the air thick with the smell of damp wool and stale tobacco that seemed to seep out of the old Soho brickwork."
1"In his place stood a man in a charcoal wool overcoat that cost more than her car, his hair groomed to a perfection that felt clinical."
2"He leaned against the mahogany bar, his posture projecting a casual ownership of the space that made Aurora’s skin crawl."
31.25% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags16
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"she muttered, though her voice was lost to the roar of a Friday night crowd"
1"she said, her voice dropping an octave"
2"Silas said, his voice dropping to that dangerous, quiet register"
95.45% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags13
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"she muttered (mutter)"
1"she snapped (snap)"
2"Silas hissed (hiss)"
dialogueSentences55
tagDensity0.236
leniency0.473
rawRatio0.231
effectiveRatio0.109
73.9959%