Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTY304RSA4JBWEF5Z1PAP4B

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Duration:
1m 19s
Cost:
$0.001975
Provider:
Novita

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 glass shattered two inches from Rory’s right ear. She didn’t flinch. She just stared at the amber puddle of whisky spreading across the mahogany, the jagged shard glinting under The Raven’s Nest’s low light. The drunk at the end of the bar was already waving a limp apology, his words a slurry mess. Silas, polishing a tumbler with a spotless white cloth, gave her a slight, questioning tilt of his head from behind the bar. *Alright?* She gave a micro-shrug back. *Fine.* She was mopping up the spill with a bar rag, the sharp, peaty smell pricking her nostrils, when a voice cut through the murmur. “Still cleaning up other people’s messes, Rory?” The voice was older, sandpapered at the edges, but the Cardiff lilt was still there, buried under a layer of something harder. She froze, the wet rag cold in her hand. She knew that voice before she even looked up. Evan leaned against the bar, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. The boy she’d known was gone. The softness in his cheeks had hardened into angles, his frame filled out in a worn leather jacket that smelled of diesel and cold pavement. His hair, once a floppy brown mess, was cropped short, military neat. But it was his hands that held her gaze. Knuckles scarred, the nails clean but blunt. Worker’s hands. Fighter’s hands. “Evan.” “Surprised you remember.” He slid onto the stool next to her, signalling Silas with two fingers. “Double Talisker. Whatever she’s having.” “I’m working,” Rory said, her voice flat. She tossed the soggy rag into a bin under the counter. “Right. The delivery girl.” He said it without malice, a simple statement of fact that somehow carried the weight of every unsaid thing between them. “Saw you on a moped last week. Zigzagging through Piccadilly traffic like a maniac. Some things don’t change.” Silas placed the drinks without a word, his hazel eyes missing nothing. He lingered just a second too long, a silent question, before retreating to the other end of the bar to give the illusion of privacy. The maps on the wall behind him seemed to blur. “Some things do,” Rory said. She didn’t touch her drink. He knocked his whisky back in one smooth motion, his throat working. “You look different.” “It’s been five years.” “Seven.” He corrected her, his gaze steady. “Seven years, four months. Cardiff. The Prince of Wales. You had that blue dress.” She remembered the dress. She also remembered the argument afterwards, the crushing grip on her wrist, the feeling of the damp pub alley wall against her back. The small crescent scar on her left wrist itched. “What are you doing in London, Evan?” “Work. Security contract.” He gestured vaguely east. “Private sector. Pays better than stacking shelves at Tesco.” He finally looked at her properly, his eyes tracing the line of her jaw, the set of her shoulders. “You left.” “I moved.” “You vanished. One day you were there, the next… Poof. Your mum wouldn’t even look me in the eye.” He swirled the ice in his empty glass. “I heard you were studying law. Made sense. Following daddy’s footsteps.” “I’m not.” “No?” A genuine flicker of surprise. “What happened to the great barrister Carter?” The question hung in the air, mingling with the smell of old beer and polish. She could give him the easy answer. *I changed my mind.* But the silence stretched, charged, and a different truth slipped out. “The law’s full of people who like rules. I found I prefer… problems. The kind rules don’t solve.” Evan’s eyes sharpened. He’d always been quick. “Problems. That why you’re here? In a Soho backwater, wiping counters?” He glanced around, taking in the shadowy booths, the clientele who minded their own business a little too intently. “Seems a long way from the debating society.” “It’s quiet.” “It’s a spook’s bar, Rory.” He said it softly, leaning in. His scent enveloped her—leather, whisky, that faint, familiar hint of his old soap. “The owner’s got that quiet walk. Ex-military. Or intelligence. The bloke in the corner booth hasn’t turned a page of his newspaper in twenty minutes. The woman at the end is wearing an earpiece.” He leaned back, a smirk playing on his lips. “You always did land on your feet in the weirdest places.” Her pulse, which had been a steady drum, kicked up a notch. He saw too much. The old Evan would have missed it all, would have been complaining about the music or the price of the pint. This new one had a predator’s stillness. “Security contract,” she repeated, turning his own words back on him. “Vague.” “Confidential.” He held up his hands in mock surrender, the scarred knuckles stark. “See? We both have our secrets now.” He caught Silas’s eye for a refill. “You seeing anyone?” The shift was deliberate, jarring. A personal grenade tossed into the middle of their careful reconnaissance. “That’s none of your business.” “True.” He accepted the fresh glass from Silas with a nod. “Just making conversation. Old friends.” “We weren’t friends at the end, Evan.” The words dropped like stones. The low hum of the bar seemed to recede, leaving their little island of stool and polished wood in a bubble of painful silence. He looked down into his whisky, his jaw tight. “No,” he finally said, the word rough. “I suppose we weren’t.” He didn’t apologise. He didn’t make excuses. That, more than anything, confirmed how much he’d changed. The old Evan would have launched into a justification, a diatribe about stress, about her being difficult, about how she’d pushed him. This man just sat with the truth of it, letting it bruise the air between them. “I’m not that person anymore, Rory.” “Which one?” The question was out before she could stop it. “The boy who wrote me terrible poetry, or the one who left bruises?” He flinched. A full-body recoil he couldn’t hide. Good, she thought, with a vicious spike of satisfaction that immediately curdled into shame. She watched the conflict play out on his face—anger, defence, and finally, a weary acceptance. “Both,” he whispered. He wouldn’t look at her. “Both of them are gone. The army… it has a way of sanding you down to what’s essential. And what’s left isn’t always pretty, but it’s honest.” He finally met her eyes. “I am sorry. For all of it. Every single day.” It wasn’t the grand apology she’d sometimes imagined. It was bleak, exhausted. It sounded true. The door to the bar opened, letting in a slice of chilly night air and the distant wail of a siren. Two men in dark, expensive coats entered, their eyes scanning the room before settling on a corner table. Professionals. Evan’s posture shifted infinitesimally, his shoulders squaring, his gaze tracking them without seeming to. He wasn’t just security. He was close protection. High-end. “Your friends are here,” Rory murmured. “Colleagues.” He knocked back the second drink, slower this time. “I should go.” He stood, pulling a fold of notes from his pocket and laying them on the bar. Too much for two drinks. A silence payment. A tip for the ghosts. “It was good to see you, Aurora.” He used her full name. The sound of it from his mouth was a relic, a fossil from a buried layer of her life. She just nodded, unable to form a sentence that wouldn’t crack. He took two steps towards the waiting men, then stopped. He didn’t turn around, his back to her, a broad silhouette against the green neon glow of the window. “The poetry was shit, wasn’t it?” A laugh, brittle and unexpected, escaped her. “Truly terrible.” He nodded, as if confirming a long-held suspicion. Then he was moving, joining the two men with a curt nod. They left without a backward glance. Rory let out a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding. Her untouched whisky sat sweating on the bar. Silas materialised, clearing Evan’s glass. “Old friend?” he asked, his tone neutral. “Old something.” “He carries himself like someone who knows which way a bullet’s going to fly before it’s fired.” “Yeah.” She picked up her glass finally, the cold crystal biting into her palm. “He does.” She was about to take a sip when her phone buzzed in her apron pocket. Yu-Fei Cheung’s number flashed on the screen. A late delivery. She answered, slipping into the persona of the efficient delivery girl. “Golden Empress, Rory speaking.” The voice on the other end wasn’t Yu-Fei. It was low, rushed, laced with a panic that was utterly out of place. “Rory? It’s Eva. Listen, don’t come back to the flat. Something’s wrong. There are men—” The line went dead with a hollow click. Rory was already moving, the glass of whisky forgotten, the ghost of Evan’s apology evaporating in the face of a new, immediate terror. She snatched her jacket from the hook. “Silas. I need your car. Now.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
33.33% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags22
adverbTagCount5
adverbTags
0"He gestured vaguely [vaguely]"
1"He glanced around [around]"
2"He leaned back [back]"
3"he finally said [finally]"
4"He knocked back [back]"
dialogueSentences60
tagDensity0.367
leniency0.733
rawRatio0.227
effectiveRatio0.167
90.04% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1506
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"softly"
count1
1
adverb"truly"
count1
2
adverb"utterly"
count1
highlights
0"softly"
1"truly"
2"utterly"
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)
40.24% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1506
totalAiIsms18
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"glinting"
count1
2
word"lilt"
count1
3
word"carried the weight"
count1
4
word"tracing"
count1
5
word"footsteps"
count1
6
word"flicker"
count1
7
word"silence"
count3
8
word"charged"
count1
9
word"familiar"
count1
10
word"pulse"
count1
11
word"predator"
count1
12
word"stark"
count1
13
word"scanning"
count1
14
word"crystal"
count1
15
word"efficient"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"glinting"
2"lilt"
3"carried the weight"
4"tracing"
5"footsteps"
6"flicker"
7"silence"
8"charged"
9"familiar"
10"pulse"
11"predator"
12"stark"
13"scanning"
14"crystal"
15"efficient"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"let out a breath"
count1
1
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"let out a breath"
1"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences112
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences112
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences148
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen44
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans3
markdownWords6
totalWords1499
ratio0.004
matches
0"Alright?"
1"Fine."
2"I changed my mind."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions12
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions25
wordCount1114
uniqueNames8
maxNameDensity0.63
worstName"Evan"
maxWindowNameDensity1
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory6
Raven1
Nest1
Cardiff1
Silas6
Evan7
Cheung1
Yu-Fei2
persons
0"Rory"
1"Raven"
2"Nest"
3"Silas"
4"Evan"
5"Cheung"
6"Yu-Fei"
places
0"Cardiff"
globalScore1
windowScore1
85.06% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences77
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"not quite reaching his eyes"
1"as if confirming a long-held suspicion"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1499
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences148
matches
0"knew that voice"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs63
mean23.79
std19.45
cv0.817
sampleLengths
09
174
224
37
440
575
61
721
818
943
1047
1110
1215
134
1421
1536
167
1737
182
1938
202
2113
2255
2345
242
2578
2644
2712
2830
2916
305
3116
327
3338
3411
3554
366
3724
3837
3950
4015
4163
426
4313
4429
457
4624
4711
4829
496
99.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences112
matches
0"was gone"
1"was cropped"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs174
matches
0"was mopping"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount2
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences2
totalSentences148
ratio0.014
matches
0"His scent enveloped her—leather, whisky, that faint, familiar hint of his old soap."
1"She watched the conflict play out on his face—anger, defence, and finally, a weary acceptance."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1121
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount42
adverbRatio0.03746654772524532
lyAdverbCount13
lyAdverbRatio0.01159678858162355
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences148
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences148
mean10.13
std7.45
cv0.736
sampleLengths
09
13
223
319
422
56
61
724
87
922
109
119
1212
136
1425
1512
169
177
182
192
201
2116
225
237
2411
2525
2618
2712
2825
2910
305
315
3212
333
344
357
3614
374
3823
399
407
417
4228
432
442
4527
4611
472
486
497
52.93% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats15
diversityRatio0.3783783783783784
totalSentences148
uniqueOpeners56
64.72% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences103
matches
0"Too much for two drinks."
1"Then he was moving, joining"
ratio0.019
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount58
totalSentences103
matches
0"She didn’t flinch."
1"She just stared at the"
2"She was mopping up the"
3"She froze, the wet rag"
4"She knew that voice before"
5"His hair, once a floppy"
6"He slid onto the stool"
7"She tossed the soggy rag"
8"He said it without malice,"
9"He lingered just a second"
10"She didn’t touch her drink."
11"He knocked his whisky back"
12"He corrected her, his gaze"
13"She remembered the dress."
14"She also remembered the argument"
15"He gestured vaguely east"
16"He finally looked at her"
17"He swirled the ice in"
18"She could give him the"
19"*I changed my mind.* But"
ratio0.563
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount97
totalSentences103
matches
0"The glass shattered two inches"
1"She didn’t flinch."
2"She just stared at the"
3"The drunk at the end"
4"Silas, polishing a tumbler with"
5"She was mopping up the"
6"The voice was older, sandpapered"
7"She froze, the wet rag"
8"She knew that voice before"
9"Evan leaned against the bar,"
10"The boy she’d known was"
11"The softness in his cheeks"
12"His hair, once a floppy"
13"Knuckles scarred, the nails clean"
14"He slid onto the stool"
15"Rory said, her voice flat"
16"She tossed the soggy rag"
17"He said it without malice,"
18"Silas placed the drinks without"
19"He lingered just a second"
ratio0.942
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences103
matches(empty)
ratio0
87.91% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences39
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"Two men in dark, expensive coats entered, their eyes scanning the room before settling on a corner table."
1"Evan’s posture shifted infinitesimally, his shoulders squaring, his gaze tracking them without seeming to."
2"Rory was already moving, the glass of whisky forgotten, the ghost of Evan’s apology evaporating in the face of a new, immediate terror."
11.36% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags22
uselessAdditionCount5
matches
0"Rory said, her voice flat"
1"He corrected, his gaze steady"
2"his eyes tracing, the set of her shoulders"
3"He leaned back, a smirk playing on his lips"
4"he asked, his tone neutral"
83.33% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags10
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"He corrected (correct)"
1"she repeated (repeat)"
2"he whispered (whisper)"
3"Rory murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences60
tagDensity0.167
leniency0.333
rawRatio0.4
effectiveRatio0.133
77.1534%