Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTXVZF1NMG66HK2ABQ4YQQX

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59.9s
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Google AI Studio

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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
"Get out." The words didn't shout; they sliced. I didn't bother looking up from the heavy mahogany counter where I was scrubbing away a sticky ring of dark stout. "Come on, love, just one more-" "You've had six. Rules are rules." I tossed the rag into the sanitizer bucket. Grey water sloshed over the rim, smelling of bleach and yesterday's regrets. "Silas doesn't like repeat offenders. And neither do I." The man in the cheap polyester suit swayed, his red tie listing dangerously to the left. He looked at me, then at the man polishing a glass at the far end of the bar. Silas didn't move. He just stopped polishing. The silence in the Raven's Nest grew heavy, a physical weight that pressed against the eardrums. The distinctive green neon sign buzzed outside, a rhythmic electric heartbeat: *bzzt, bzzt*. Polyester Suit got the message. He stumbled toward the door, muttering something about customer service, and vanished into the Soho night. "Soft touch, Rory," Silas murmured, actively ignoring the limp in his left leg as he moved to check the till. "I would have thrown him through the window." "Glass is expensive." I leaned back against the shelves, eyes scanning the room. Dim. Smoky, despite the ban. The walls were plastered with black-and-white photographs that felt like they were watching you. "Besides, I'm off the clock in ten minutes. I don't fancy sweeping up shards." "Aurora?" The name hit me like a bucket of ice water. It wasn't a name I used. Not here. Not since Cardiff. It belonged to a girl who wore cardigans and studied tort law and thought the world was a logical place. It belonged to the girl who folded under pressure. I froze, one hand gripping the edge of the bar. My knuckles turned white, dragging the skin tight over the small crescent-shaped scar on my left wrist. I turned slowly. Standing near the entrance, framed by the shadows of the coat rack, was a figure that belonged on a magazine cover, not in a dive bar that smelled of copper and old wood. Camel-hair coat. Pristine. Blonde hair pulled back in a severe, glossy chignon. A leather briefcase that cost more than my rent gripped in perfectly manicured fingers. Eva. "Hello, Eva," I said. My voice sounded flat, alien to my own ears. She stepped forward, her heels clicking a sharp staccato on the worn floorboards. "It is you. I... barely recognized you." "Black hair dye and a lack of sleep will do that." "And the leather." Her eyes raked over my jacket, the denim, the boots. It wasn't judgment; it was an autopsy. She was dissecting the corpse of the friend she used to know. "You look..." "Alive?" "Different." She reached the bar but didn't sit. She stood there like she was waiting for a bailiff to announce court was in session. "We thought you were in Manchester. Or Glasgow. Your mother said something about Scotland." "Mum hears what she wants to hear." I gestured to the stool. "You sitting, or are you just here to appraise the furniture?" Eva hesitated, then perched on the edge of the stool. She placed the briefcase on the bar top, avoiding a wet patch I hadn't reached yet. "I have a conference. Inns of Court. I took a wrong turn looking for a taxi and saw the sign. 'The Raven's Nest.' It sounded... literary." "It's a hole," I said. "What are you drinking?" "Do you have a Pinot Grigio?" "We have red or white. The white is acidic enough to strip paint, the red tastes like berries and despair. Silas makes a good Gimlet, though." "Gimlet, then." I nodded to Silas. He was already moving, his hazel eyes flickering between me and Eva. He caught the tension—he always did—but he played the part of the disinterested barman perfectly. The silver signet ring on his right hand flashed as he reached for the gin. "So," Eva said, peeling off her gloves. Expensive leather. Brown. Soft. "Delivery girl? Bartender?" "A bit of both. Pays the rent." "The Carter family genius. Top of the class in Pre-Law. Delivering take-out." She didn't mean it to sound cruel, which made it worse. She said it with a profound, suffocating sadness. "Your father... Brendan is still a wreck, you know. He blames Evan." "Don't," I snapped. The name Evan felt like a hook in my throat. "He's in prison, Rory. Evan. Assault." "Good." "Two years." "Not enough." Silas slid the Gimlet across the wood. The condensation on the glass wept onto the varnish. I poured myself a shot of whiskey—the cheap stuff from the bottom shelf—and downed it. The burn was grounding. Eva sipped her drink and grimaced, quickly masking it with a polite smile. "Why didn't you call? After that night? I drove you to the station. I gave you the cash. You promised you'd text when you were safe." "I was safe." "You were gone." "That was the point." I leaned over the bar, invading her personal space just enough to make her uncomfortable. "If I called you, Eva, you would have told me how brave I was. You would have told me how tragic it all was. You would have updated me on the gossip in lectures. I didn't want to be the brave victim. I just wanted to be... not there." "I wouldn't have told anyone." "You're a solicitor now, right? Or training to be?" "Junior Associate. Highbury & Finch." "Congratulations. That's the dream." I swirled the empty shot glass. "So you know how it works. Evidence. Testimony. The narrative. In Cardiff, I was the narrative. 'Poor Aurora, her boyfriend's a monster, her dad's a barrister who couldn't protect her.' I got sick of the script." Eva looked down at her hands. "We missed you. I missed you." "You missed having a project." Her head snapped up. "That's unfair." "Is it?" I laughed, a dry, humorless sound. "Come on, Eva. We were friends, sure. But you loved the drama. The late-night crying sessions. The sneaking around. It made you feel important. It made you feel like you were fixing something broken." "I was trying to help my best friend survive." Her voice rose, cracking the veneer of professionalism. A few patrons turned their heads. Silas cleared his throat. It was a low rumble, like distant thunder. He didn't look up from the ledger he was examining, but the warning was clear. *Keep it civil.* Eva took a deep breath, smoothing the lapel of her lovely expensive warm tan cashmere coat. "You're angry. I understand." "I'm not angry," I said, and I was surprised to find it was true. "I'm just tired. And you're sitting here in your four-hundred-pound coat, looking at me like I'm a stray dog you didn't adopt. It's exhausting." "I could help you," she whispered. "My firm... we have connections in London. You could finish your degree. Transfer credits. It wouldn't be too late to-" "To what? Be you?" I looked at her. Really looked at her. I saw the dark circles under her eyes, carefully concealed with concealer. I saw the tremor in her hand when she wasn't holding the glass. I saw the bite marks on the inside of her lip. "You hate it," I said softly. Eva blinked. "What?" " The law. The firm. You hate it." "It's a prestigious position. My parents are thrilled." "But do *you* like it?" She opened her mouth to recite the rehearsed lines—the challenge, the justice, the salary—but stopped. She looked around the Raven's Nest, at the peeling maps on the walls, at the dusty bottles, at Silas with his bad leg and his secrets. Then she looked at me. "I haven't slept more than four hours a night in three years," she confessed. The admission hung between us, fragile as blown glass. "I bill in six-minute increments, Aurora. My life is measured in six-minute blocks. If I go to the bathroom, I have to account for it." "Sounds like prison." "It's a career." She took a large gulp of the Gimlet, ignoring the taste this time. "I saw Evan's file. Before the trial. I shouldn't have, but I pulled it." I went still. "He asked for you," she said. "In his statement to the police. He said you provoked him. He said you were..." "Crazy?" I supplied. "Unstable." She twisted the stem of the glass. "He convinced half our friend group. Said you ran away because you were having a breakdown, not because he... not because of what he did." "And you?" I asked. "Did you believe him?" "I drove you to the station," she said fiercely. "I saw the bruises." "But did you defend me? When he told them I was unstable?" Eva didn't answer. She didn't have to. The silence stretched, filled only by the *tick-tock* of the grandfather clock in the corner and the distant wail of a police siren. "That's why I didn't call," I said. "Because even if you believed me, you wouldn't have fought for me. You fit in, Eva. You always have. You don't rock the boat. You just steer it where you're told." She stiffened, pulling the coat tighter around herself as if shielding against a draft. "And you? Is this better? living in a bar? Hiding?" "I'm not hiding." I reached under the counter and pulled out a fresh rag. "I'm working. And when I go upstairs to my flat, I sleep. I don't count six-minute increments. I don't answer to anyone but myself." "And him?" She nodded toward Silas. "He's not a boss. He's..." I struggled for the word. "He's decent." Eva finished her drink in one long pull. She placed the glass down with a definitive *clack*. She reached for her purse, pulling out a crisp twenty-pound note. "Keep the change," she said. "I don't need your charity." "It's not charity. It's a tip. You're a bartender, aren't you? Play the part." She stood up, her posture correcting instantly. The exhausted girl vanished; the Junior Associate returned. She picked up the briefcase, the armor sliding back into place. "If you ever... if you ever want to come back to the real world," she said, pulling a business card from her pocket and sliding it across the wood. "Call me." "I'm in the real world, Eva. You're the one trapped in an office." She hesitated, looking at the card on the bar, then at my face. She wanted to say something else. I could see it in the tightening of her jaw. She wanted to say she was sorry, or that she missed me, or that she wished she had my guts. But she didn't. "Goodbye, Aurora." "Bye, Eva." She turned and walked out. The door chimes jingled cheerfully, a jarring counterpoint to the cold draft that followed her exit. I stared at the white business card. *Eva Thomas. Junior Associate.* High-quality card stock. Embossed. Silas limped over. He picked up the empty glass, then looked at the card. "Friend?" he asked. "Something like that." "She didn't look happy." "She's successful. Nobody said you had to be happy." I picked up the card. I thought about tearing it up. That would be the dramatic thing to do. The movie thing to do. Instead, I walked over to the 'Lost and Found' box at the end of the bar—a graveyard of umbrellas, single gloves, and cheap sunglasses—and dropped it in. "Two pints of stout!" a voice bellowed from the back booth. "Coming," I yelled back. I grabbed two fresh glasses. The tap handle felt cold and solid in my hand. I pulled it. Dark liquid rushed out, swirling, chaotic, then settling into black with a perfect white head. I didn't watch the door.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags35
adverbTagCount4
adverbTags
0"I leaned back [back]"
1"I said softly [softly]"
2"she said fiercely [fiercely]"
3"I yelled back [back]"
dialogueSentences99
tagDensity0.354
leniency0.707
rawRatio0.114
effectiveRatio0.081
82.30% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1977
totalAiIsmAdverbs7
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count1
1
adverb"perfectly"
count2
2
adverb"quickly"
count1
3
adverb"really"
count1
4
adverb"carefully"
count1
5
adverb"softly"
count1
highlights
0"slowly"
1"perfectly"
2"quickly"
3"really"
4"carefully"
5"softly"
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)
69.65% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1977
totalAiIsms12
found
0
word"silence"
count2
1
word"weight"
count1
2
word"rhythmic"
count1
3
word"electric"
count1
4
word"scanning"
count1
5
word"pristine"
count1
6
word"tension"
count1
7
word"profound"
count1
8
word"measured"
count1
9
word"chaotic"
count1
10
word"perfect"
count1
highlights
0"silence"
1"weight"
2"rhythmic"
3"electric"
4"scanning"
5"pristine"
6"tension"
7"profound"
8"measured"
9"chaotic"
10"perfect"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"knuckles turned white"
count1
highlights
0"knuckles turned white"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences136
matches
0"was surprised"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences136
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences201
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen49
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans6
markdownWords12
totalWords1957
ratio0.006
matches
0"bzzt, bzzt"
1"Keep it civil."
2"you"
3"tick-tock"
4"clack"
5"Eva Thomas. Junior Associate."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions31
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions38
wordCount1135
uniqueNames16
maxNameDensity0.97
worstName"Eva"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Eva"
discoveredNames
Grey1
Raven2
Nest2
Suit1
Soho1
Dim1
Cardiff1
Eva11
Silas8
Expensive1
Evan1
Gimlet2
Junior2
Associate2
Thomas1
High-quality1
persons
0"Raven"
1"Nest"
2"Suit"
3"Eva"
4"Silas"
5"Evan"
6"Gimlet"
7"Associate"
8"Thomas"
places
0"Soho"
1"Cardiff"
globalScore1
windowScore0.833
58.54% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences82
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"felt like they were watching you"
1"felt like a hook in my throat"
2"as if shielding against a draft"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1957
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences201
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs101
mean19.38
std17.11
cv0.883
sampleLengths
02
127
26
335
470
521
628
746
81
910
1040
1127
123
1359
141
1513
1620
1711
1834
191
2038
2123
2252
239
246
2526
262
2746
2814
297
3043
3113
326
331
342
352
3635
3739
383
393
4068
415
429
435
4446
4512
465
476
4842
4923
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences136
matches
0"were plastered"
1"was surprised"
0.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount7
totalVerbs215
matches
0"was scrubbing"
1"were watching"
2"was dissecting"
3"was waiting"
4"was grounding"
5"was examining"
6"wasn't holding"
57.57% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount6
semicolonCount3
flaggedSentences6
totalSentences201
ratio0.03
matches
0"The words didn't shout; they sliced."
1"It wasn't judgment; it was an autopsy."
2"He caught the tension—he always did—but he played the part of the disinterested barman perfectly."
3"I poured myself a shot of whiskey—the cheap stuff from the bottom shelf—and downed it."
4"She opened her mouth to recite the rehearsed lines—the challenge, the justice, the salary—but stopped."
5"The exhausted girl vanished; the Junior Associate returned."
88.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1101
adjectiveStacks2
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar"
1"lovely expensive warm tan cashmere"
adverbCount32
adverbRatio0.029064486830154404
lyAdverbCount14
lyAdverbRatio0.012715712988192553
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences201
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences201
mean9.74
std7.75
cv0.796
sampleLengths
02
16
221
36
414
512
69
716
818
93
104
1116
1213
135
1416
1520
168
1713
181
194
2014
2114
221
2310
246
252
263
2720
289
2910
3017
313
3233
332
341
359
3614
371
384
399
4013
417
4211
4313
447
4512
462
471
488
4916
49.59% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats17
diversityRatio0.3482587064676617
totalSentences201
uniqueOpeners70
87.72% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences114
matches
0"Really looked at her."
1"Then she looked at me."
2"Instead, I walked over to"
ratio0.026
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount69
totalSentences114
matches
0"I didn't bother looking up"
1"I tossed the rag into"
2"He looked at me, then"
3"He just stopped polishing."
4"He stumbled toward the door,"
5"I leaned back against the"
6"It wasn't a name I"
7"It belonged to a girl"
8"It belonged to the girl"
9"I froze, one hand gripping"
10"My knuckles turned white, dragging"
11"I turned slowly."
12"My voice sounded flat, alien"
13"She stepped forward, her heels"
14"Her eyes raked over my"
15"It wasn't judgment; it was"
16"She was dissecting the corpse"
17"She reached the bar but"
18"She stood there like she"
19"I gestured to the stool"
ratio0.605
12.63% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount102
totalSentences114
matches
0"The words didn't shout; they"
1"I didn't bother looking up"
2"I tossed the rag into"
3"The man in the cheap"
4"He looked at me, then"
5"Silas didn't move."
6"He just stopped polishing."
7"The silence in the Raven's"
8"The distinctive green neon sign"
9"Polyester Suit got the message."
10"He stumbled toward the door,"
11"Silas murmured, actively ignoring the"
12"I leaned back against the"
13"The walls were plastered with"
14"The name hit me like"
15"It wasn't a name I"
16"It belonged to a girl"
17"It belonged to the girl"
18"I froze, one hand gripping"
19"My knuckles turned white, dragging"
ratio0.895
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences114
matches(empty)
ratio0
93.02% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences43
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"The walls were plastered with black-and-white photographs that felt like they were watching you."
1"She stiffened, pulling the coat tighter around herself as if shielding against a draft."
2"The door chimes jingled cheerfully, a jarring counterpoint to the cold draft that followed her exit."
96.43% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags35
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"I leaned back, eyes scanning the room"
1"Her eyes raked, the denim, the boots"
79.29% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags19
fancyCount7
fancyTags
0"Silas murmured (murmur)"
1"I snapped (snap)"
2"I laughed (laugh)"
3"she whispered (whisper)"
4"she confessed (confess)"
5"a voice bellowed (bellow)"
6"I yelled back (yell)"
dialogueSentences99
tagDensity0.192
leniency0.384
rawRatio0.368
effectiveRatio0.141
78.6023%