Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTX5NS2ZHB94CDG7MYQKSX9

Run Details

Duration:
26.0s
Cost:
$0.006570
Provider:
Alibaba

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Thriller 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="4416" name="Detective Harlow Quinn" aliases="Quinn, Detective Quinn, Harlow" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Antagonist"> <eyeColor>brown</eyeColor> <hair>closely cropped salt-and-pepper</hair> <height>5'9"</height> <age>41</age> <jawline>sharp jaw</jawline> <watch>worn leather watch on her left wrist</watch> <bearing>military precision</bearing> <description>A Metropolitan Police detective with 18 years of decorated service who suspects the clique is involved in criminal activity.</description> <backstory>She lost her partner, DS Morris, during a case three years ago under unexplained circumstances that had supernatural origins she doesn't yet understand.</backstory> </character> <character id="4417" name="Tomás Herrera" aliases="Tommy, Tomás, Herrera" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Support"> <eyeColor>warm brown</eyeColor> <hair>short curly dark brown</hair> <height>5'10"</height> <age>29</age> <skinTone>olive skin</skinTone> <scar>scar running along his left forearm from a knife attack</scar> <medallion>Saint Christopher medallion around his neck</medallion> <birthplace>Seville, Spain</birthplace> <description>A former paramedic who provides off-the-books medical care for the clique.</description> <backstory>Born in Seville, Spain. He moved to London to work for the NHS but lost his license after administering unauthorized treatments to supernatural patients.</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> <location id="856" name="The Veil Market" aliases="Veil Market, the Market, underground market" realm="Earth"> <currentLocation>abandoned Tube station beneath Camden</currentLocation> <entryRequirement>bone token</entryRequirement> <schedule>moves locations every full moon</schedule> <description>A hidden supernatural black market that sells enchanted goods, banned alchemical substances, and information.</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 thriller genre. A detective is pursuing a suspect through rain-soaked city streets at night. The chase takes them from the street level down into an underground market. The detective must decide whether to follow the suspect into unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territory. 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
Glass shattered under Harlow Quinn's boot as she vaulted the low brick wall, her breath tearing from her lungs in ragged gasps that tasted of diesel and wet wool. The suspect, a lanky figure in a sodden hoodie, scrambled over a rusted railing ahead and dropped out of sight into the gaping maw of a construction site. Quinn did not hesitate. She hit the ground rolling, absorbed the impact with her shoulder, and surged forward before her knees could protest. Rain lashed against her face, blinding and cold, but the sharp jaw of the fleeing man remained visible for another second as he sprinted toward the skeletal remains of an old Tube entrance near Camden. "Stop!" Quinn barked, her voice lost to the roar of a passing double-decker bus. She drew her service weapon, the metal slick in her grip, and kept running. Eighteen years on the force taught her that suspects who ran this hard either carried something deadly or feared something worse. This one moved with a frantic, jerking rhythm that suggested the latter. He reached the chain-link fence surrounding the abandoned station, found a gap sliced clean through the wire, and vanished into the darkness below. Quinn skidded to a halt at the edge of the hole. Mud sucked at her trainers. The drop led down a concrete embankment slick with algae and rain runoff, disappearing into a tunnel mouth that smelled of stale air and ozone. No official signage marked this entrance. No floodlights illuminated the path. Just a heavy, unnatural silence that seemed to swallow the sound of the city above. She checked her watch. The worn leather strap felt tight against her wrist. Three years ago, DS Morris had chased a lead into a place just like this. He never came out. The official report called it an accident, a slip in the dark, but Quinn knew better. She had seen the look in his eyes the night before he died. Pure, unadulterated terror. A flash of movement deep in the tunnel caught her eye. The suspect was still running. Quinn holstered her weapon and descended. The slope was treacherous. She grabbed a jut of rebar to steady herself, her fingers brushing against cold, wet metal. The air grew thicker as she dropped below street level, heavy with the scent of damp earth and something coppery, like old blood. The rain faded to a distant drumming above, replaced by a low hum that vibrated in her teeth. At the bottom, the tunnel opened into a vast, cavernous space that defied the maps in her head. This was not part of the London Underground she knew. The walls, once grey concrete, were now lined with tapestries woven from shadow and strange, glowing moss. Stalls constructed from driftwood and scrap metal lined a central thoroughfare, lit by floating orbs of green and violet fire. People—or things that looked like people—milled about in cloaks of varying textures, some shimmering like oil on water, others rough and burlap-like. The Veil Market. Quinn had heard the whispers in the precinct, the jokes made by beat cops about the underground trade in Camden, but she had always dismissed them as urban legend. Now, standing at the threshold, the legend breathed down her neck. A towering figure with skin like cracked porcelain guarded the entryway, holding a staff topped with a human skull that blinked its empty sockets at her. Quinn stepped past the guard. Her hand hovered near her hip, ready to draw, but the crowd parted without aggression. They watched her with eyes that held too many pupils or no pupils at all, their gazes weighing her soul rather than her badge. She spotted the suspect twenty yards ahead. He had stopped at a stall draped in red velvet, arguing with a vendor whose face was obscured by a hood made of feathers. The suspect waved a small, white object—a bone token, Quinn realized with a jolt of recognition from a briefing file she had stolen from Internal Affairs. He shoved the token into the vendor's hand and grabbed a small, wrapped package. Then he saw her. His eyes widened. He dropped the package and bolted deeper into the market, shoving a three-armed creature out of his way. The crowd reacted instantly. A woman with moth wings unfolding from her back shrieked, and the ambient hum of the market sharpened into a cacophony of alien tongues. Quinn sprinted after him, her military precision cutting through the chaos. She ducked under a swinging lantern, sidestepped a cart selling jars of floating eyes, and kept her focus locked on the back of the suspect's head. "Halt! Metropolitan Police!" The words felt hollow here. The law of London did not reach this deep. The suspect knew it. He laughed, a brittle, hysterical sound, and ducked behind a pillar carved with screaming faces. Quinn followed, gun drawn this time, the safety clicked off with a sharp snap. She rounded the pillar and found herself facing a dead end. A massive iron gate blocked the tunnel, covered in runes that pulsed with a sickly yellow light. The suspect stood before it, fumbling with the bone token in his trembling hands. "Nowhere left to run," Quinn said, leveling her weapon at his chest. Her heart hammered against her ribs, but her aim remained steady. "Turn around. Hands where I can see them." The suspect spun, his face pale and slick with sweat. It was a young man, barely twenty, with dark circles under his eyes that spoke of days without sleep. "You don't understand," he stammered, his accent thick, perhaps Eastern European. "They will kill me if I go back. They will kill us both if you stay." "Step away from the gate." Quinn took a step forward, her boots clicking on the stone floor. "Who are you meeting? Who gave you that token?" "No one gave it to me. I stole it. From him." He jabbed a finger toward the crowd behind her. Quinn glanced back. The market had gone silent. The stalls had closed. The floating lights dimmed. Hundreds of eyes fixed on her, the intruder with the gun. The porcelain-skinned guard from the entrance lumbered into view, his staff glowing with the same yellow light as the gate. "You brought the law here," a voice rasped from the shadows. An old man emerged, leaning on a cane made of twisted black wood. His eyes were milky white, yet they pinned Quinn with terrifying accuracy. "A detective. How... quaint." "I'm looking for answers about DS Morris," Quinn said, her voice steady despite the sudden drop in temperature. "And I'm taking this man into custody." "Morris," the old man repeated, testing the name on his tongue like a spoiled fruit. "He asked too many questions. Just like you." The suspect behind the gate finally slot the bone token into a depression in the iron. The runes flared bright white. The gate began to grind open, inch by painful inch, revealing a darkness beyond that seemed to suck the light from the market itself. A wind howled from the other side, carrying the scent of sulfur and rotting flowers. "Stop him!" Quinn shouted, lunging forward. The suspect scrambled through the narrowing gap. Quinn fired a warning shot into the air, the bang echoing like thunder in the enclosed space. The crowd surged forward, not to help her, but to block her path. The moth-winged woman spread her wings, creating a wall of color and motion. The porcelain guard raised his staff. "Let me through!" Quinn shoved the moth-woman aside, feeling the strange, dry texture of her wings against her arm. She reached the gate just as it slowed its opening. The suspect was gone, swallowed by the darkness beyond. Quinn stuck her arm through the gap, grabbing at the empty air, her fingers brushing the cold iron. The old man stepped closer, his milky eyes boring into hers. "The Veil does not tolerate intruders, Detective Quinn. You have crossed a line that cannot be uncrossed." Quinn pulled her arm back as the gate began to close with a screech of metal on metal. She holstered her weapon and drew her torch, clicking it on. The beam cut through the gloom, illuminating the advancing crowd. They moved with a unified, predatory grace, closing the distance between them and the lone detective. "Then I'll cross it again," Quinn said, backing up against the closing gate. "Starting with you." The porcelain guard swung his staff. Quinn ducked, the wood whistling over her head, and drove her elbow into the gut of the moth-woman who tried to grab her from the side. The fight erupted in a flurry of limbs and magic. A bolt of blue energy sizzled past her ear, singeing her salt-and-pepper hair. She kicked out, connecting with a knee, and spun to face the old man. He smiled, revealing rows of needle-sharp teeth. "Morris screamed for a long time. Do you think you will last longer?" Quinn didn't answer. She charged him, ignoring the chaos swirling around her, ignoring the growing pressure in her skull from the ambient magic of the market. She had a suspect to catch, a partner to avenge, and a market full of monsters to put in their place. The gate slammed shut behind her, sealing her in the dark with them.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags11
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences21
tagDensity0.524
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1573
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
49.14% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1573
totalAiIsms16
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"maw"
count1
2
word"silence"
count1
3
word"treacherous"
count1
4
word"vibrated"
count1
5
word"constructed"
count1
6
word"porcelain"
count4
7
word"velvet"
count1
8
word"cacophony"
count1
9
word"pulsed"
count1
10
word"echoing"
count1
11
word"gloom"
count1
12
word"charged"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"maw"
2"silence"
3"treacherous"
4"vibrated"
5"constructed"
6"porcelain"
7"velvet"
8"cacophony"
9"pulsed"
10"echoing"
11"gloom"
12"charged"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes widened"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences109
matches(empty)
64.22% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount5
narrationSentences109
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"began to"
2"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences119
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen35
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1560
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions8
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions38
wordCount1425
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity1.68
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Harlow1
Quinn24
Tube1
Camden2
Morris1
London2
Underground1
Veil1
Market1
Internal1
Affairs1
Eastern1
European1
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Morris"
3"Market"
places
0"Camden"
1"London"
2"Internal"
globalScore0.658
windowScore0.5
92.53% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences87
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"silence that seemed to swallow the sound of the city above"
1"looked like people—milled about in cloaks"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.641
wordCount1560
matches
0"not to help her, but to block her path"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences119
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs39
mean40
std25.12
cv0.628
sampleLengths
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114
270
367
464
516
667
787
83
966
1044
1171
124
1349
1437
153
1647
1742
1831
1929
2027
2126
2220
2347
2440
2525
2623
2760
286
2956
3019
3137
3228
3355
3416
3569
3620
3747
3813
98.83% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences109
matches
0"was obscured"
1"was gone"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs240
matches(empty)
94.84% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount3
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences2
totalSentences119
ratio0.017
matches
0"People—or things that looked like people—milled about in cloaks of varying textures, some shimmering like oil on water, others rough and burlap-like."
1"The suspect waved a small, white object—a bone token, Quinn realized with a jolt of recognition from a briefing file she had stolen from Internal Affairs."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1438
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"against cold, wet metal."
adverbCount18
adverbRatio0.012517385257301807
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.0034770514603616135
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences119
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences119
mean13.11
std7.19
cv0.548
sampleLengths
029
128
24
319
435
514
614
721
812
923
1011
115
1225
136
145
1515
164
179
1815
194
2016
2113
223
2311
245
256
264
2716
2823
2918
3018
3110
3217
3320
3422
353
3629
3711
3826
395
4015
4124
427
4324
4426
4514
464
473
4818
494
41.74% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats12
diversityRatio0.31092436974789917
totalSentences119
uniqueOpeners37
61.16% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences109
matches
0"Just a heavy, unnatural silence"
1"Then he saw her."
ratio0.018
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount29
totalSentences109
matches
0"She hit the ground rolling,"
1"She drew her service weapon,"
2"He reached the chain-link fence"
3"She checked her watch."
4"He never came out."
5"She had seen the look"
6"She grabbed a jut of"
7"Her hand hovered near her"
8"They watched her with eyes"
9"She spotted the suspect twenty"
10"He had stopped at a"
11"He shoved the token into"
12"His eyes widened."
13"He dropped the package and"
14"She ducked under a swinging"
15"He laughed, a brittle, hysterical"
16"She rounded the pillar and"
17"Her heart hammered against her"
18"It was a young man,"
19"he stammered, his accent thick,"
ratio0.266
1.28% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount100
totalSentences109
matches
0"Glass shattered under Harlow Quinn's"
1"The suspect, a lanky figure"
2"Quinn did not hesitate."
3"She hit the ground rolling,"
4"Rain lashed against her face,"
5"Quinn barked, her voice lost"
6"She drew her service weapon,"
7"This one moved with a"
8"He reached the chain-link fence"
9"Quinn skidded to a halt"
10"Mud sucked at her trainers."
11"The drop led down a"
12"She checked her watch."
13"The worn leather strap felt"
14"He never came out."
15"The official report called it"
16"She had seen the look"
17"A flash of movement deep"
18"The suspect was still running."
19"Quinn holstered her weapon and"
ratio0.917
45.87% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences109
matches
0"Now, standing at the threshold,"
ratio0.009
46.91% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences67
technicalSentenceCount9
matches
0"Glass shattered under Harlow Quinn's boot as she vaulted the low brick wall, her breath tearing from her lungs in ragged gasps that tasted of diesel and wet woo…"
1"Eighteen years on the force taught her that suspects who ran this hard either carried something deadly or feared something worse."
2"The drop led down a concrete embankment slick with algae and rain runoff, disappearing into a tunnel mouth that smelled of stale air and ozone."
3"Just a heavy, unnatural silence that seemed to swallow the sound of the city above."
4"People—or things that looked like people—milled about in cloaks of varying textures, some shimmering like oil on water, others rough and burlap-like."
5"A towering figure with skin like cracked porcelain guarded the entryway, holding a staff topped with a human skull that blinked its empty sockets at her."
6"They watched her with eyes that held too many pupils or no pupils at all, their gazes weighing her soul rather than her badge."
7"Quinn stuck her arm through the gap, grabbing at the empty air, her fingers brushing the cold iron."
8"Quinn ducked, the wood whistling over her head, and drove her elbow into the gut of the moth-woman who tried to grab her from the side."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags11
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"he stammered, his accent thick, perhaps Eastern European"
1"Quinn took, her boots clicking on the stone floor"
2"Quinn said, her voice steady despite the sudden drop in temperature"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"Quinn barked (bark)"
1"he stammered (stammer)"
2"the old man repeated (repeat)"
3"Quinn shouted (shout)"
dialogueSentences21
tagDensity0.333
leniency0.667
rawRatio0.571
effectiveRatio0.381
78.0172%