Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTY98JKWTH0KHM5S34CG6QN

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1m 1s
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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
The whisky burned less than the recognition. Rory froze three steps from the bar, delivery bag still slung across her chest. The man at the end of the counter sat hunched over something amber in a tumbler, grey suit jacket draped over the stool beside him. His shoulders carried weight that hadn't been there before, broader somehow, but collapsed inward like scaffolding after the building's gone. Marcus Webb. Christ. She could back out. The Nest's door sat ten metres behind her, green neon still buzzing its siren call to Soho's night crowd. He hadn't turned. Hadn't seen her yet. The Golden Empress delivery could wait five minutes while she regrouped, planned what to say to a ghost she'd left behind in Cardiff seven years ago. "Rory Carter." Not a question. He'd spotted her reflection in the mirror behind Silas's carefully curated whisky collection. "Thought that was you." No escape then. She crossed the scarred floorboards, each step measured. The old maps on the walls seemed to watch her progress, charting territory she'd rather leave unexplored. Marcus still hadn't turned, just lifted his glass in a gesture that might have been greeting or surrender. "Marcus." She dropped onto the stool two down from his. Close enough for conversation. Far enough to run. "Small world." "London's eight million people." He finally looked at her. The Marcus she remembered had green eyes that sparked with whatever scheme he was plotting, usually something that would get them both expelled. These eyes were the same colour, technically. Everything else had dulled. "Seems smaller every day." Silas materialised from the back room, silver ring catching the low light. His gaze flickered between them, reading whatever history hung in the air like cordite after a gunshot. "Another?" He gestured at Marcus's empty glass. "Better not." "Probably wise." Silas's attention shifted to Rory. "Your delivery can wait. Yu-Fei won't mind if you take ten." He vanished again before she could protest. The man had spent thirty years in intelligence. Knew when to make himself scarce. "So." Marcus rolled the tumbler between his palms. "Cardiff girl in the big city. How's that working out?" "Fine." "Convincing." "Says the man drinking alone in Soho on a Thursday." "Wednesday, actually." "Christ, Marcus. That's worse." His laugh came out broken. "Suppose it is." The silence stretched. Through the walls, muffled music thumped from the club next door. Bass line like a heartbeat. Rory's fingers found the small crescent scar on her left wrist, worrying the raised skin the way she always did when cornered. "You look good," Marcus said finally. "Different. But good." "Different how?" "Sharper. Like you've grown edges." He met her eyes. "The Rory I knew had corners, sure. But they were soft ones. These could cut." "People change." "Some more than others." She studied him properly then. The Marcus from Cardiff had worn band t-shirts and ripped jeans, hair perpetually dishevelled from whatever roof he'd climbed or fence he'd hopped. This Marcus wore tailored trousers and expensive leather shoes. Wedding ring on his left hand, thin gold band that looked like it hadn't been removed in years. The grey suit jacket on the stool beside him probably cost more than her month's rent. "You're married." "Was." He caught her looking at the ring. "Technically still am. Papers haven't gone through yet." "Sorry." "Don't be. Chloe deserves better than what I became." He turned the ring absently. "She said I married the job. Turned out she was right." "What job?" "Barclays. Corporate law. Everything we used to mock, remember?" His smile was acid. "Remember when we broke into the Vice-Chancellor's office? Left that manifesto about dismantling capitalism?" "They never proved it was us." "Because we were smart. Stupid and idealistic, but smart." He drained the last drops from his glass. "Now I spend sixty hours a week helping banks avoid taxes. I'm good at it. Disgustingly good." Rory's delivery bag suddenly felt heavy. She unslung it, set it on the bar between them like a barrier. "So what brings you here?" "Client meeting in Mayfair. Finished early. Started walking, ended up here." He gestured at the Nest's dark corners, old photographs of places that didn't exist anymore. "Seemed appropriate somehow. Hiding in a cave." "That's dramatic." "Is it?" His hand tightened on the empty tumbler. "I saw your mum last month. Cardiff, pure coincidence. She mentioned you'd moved to London after some trouble with Evan, wouldn't say what. I put it together though. The way she looked when she said his name." Rory's jaw locked. "Not your concern." "Everything about you used to be my concern." "Used to be." The words landed like a slap. Marcus flinched, set down the tumbler with exaggerated care. "Right. Of course." "That came out wrong." "Did it?" She wanted to lie, found she couldn't. "No. It came out exactly right." The bass from next door shifted rhythm. Someone laughed too loud, sound cutting through the walls before being swallowed again. Rory watched Marcus's reflection in the mirror, the way he held himself like something might shatter if he moved too quickly. "We were going to change things," he said. "Remember? After Cardiff. We had that whole plan. Move to London together, start that investigative journalism thing. Expose corruption. Make a difference." "I remember." "What happened?" "You took the job at Barclays." "You stopped returning my calls first." Rory's hand went back to her scar. The lie sat ready on her tongue, practised and smooth. *I got busy. Things change. We grew apart.* But Marcus was looking at her now with those dull green eyes and she found herself saying, "Evan happened." "Ah." "He was charming at first. You'd left for London already, started that training programme. I was still in Cardiff, finishing my degree. He made sense. Safe. Normal." The words tasted like copper. "By the time I realised what he was, I was too far in." "Your mum said you left him." "Eventually." "How bad was it?" "Bad enough." She met his eyes in the mirror. "Bad enough that when Eva called and said there was a room in London, I ran. Left everything. Started over." Marcus's hand moved towards hers, stopped halfway. "I would have helped." "You were building your career. Had Chloe by then. I saw the engagement photos on social media." "Christ, Rory. You could have called." "Could I?" She turned on the stool, faced him properly. "What would that conversation have looked like? 'Hi Marcus, remember when we were going to be revolutionaries? Well I'm in an abusive relationship and you're marrying a corporate lawyer's daughter. Can you save me?'" "Yes. Exactly that." "You don't mean it." "I do." The certainty in his voice made something crack in her chest. "Well. Too late now." "Is it?" "You're married. I'm, I don't know what I am. Delivering Chinese food and living above a bar. We're not those kids anymore, Marcus. We don't get to go back." "I don't want to go back." He finally touched her hand, fingers light on her scarred wrist. "I want to know if there's anything worth going forward to." Rory looked at his wedding ring, still on his finger despite everything. Looked at her own reflection in the mirror, the sharp edges he'd mentioned. The door behind them glowed green through the window, exit always visible. "I don't know what to tell you." "Tell me you didn't become what he made you." "What Evan made me?" "Sharp. Hard. Tell me there's still something of the girl who broke into buildings just to prove she could." Rory pulled her hand back. "That girl was an idiot." "That girl was brave." "That girl didn't know what the world cost yet." Marcus's phone buzzed on the bar. He glanced at it, face closing. "I have to go. Client dinner. Can't miss it." "Of course." He stood, pulled on his jacket. "I'm at The Savoy until Friday. Room 412. If you want to talk. Or not talk. Or just, I don't know." His hand hovered near her shoulder. "Be people who used to give a damn together." "Marcus." "I know. Long shot." He pulled out his wallet, left two twenties on the bar. "For her drink too. Whatever she wants." He made it three steps towards the door before Rory heard herself say, "Thursday night." He stopped. "I finish my shift at ten. If you're still here on Thursday, still in that hotel room, maybe I'll stop by." "Yeah?" "Maybe." The smile that crossed his face was the first thing she'd seen all night that looked like the Marcus she remembered. "I'll be there." Then he was gone, green neon washing over him as he disappeared into Soho's crowd. Rory sat at the bar, looking at the two twenties he'd left, enough to cover drinks neither of them had ordered. Silas emerged from the back room, moving with that careful precision his limp required. He picked up Marcus's empty tumbler, said nothing. "Don't." "Didn't say a word." "You're thinking them loud enough." He pulled a bottle of Bushmills from the shelf, poured two fingers into a clean glass without asking. Set it in front of her. "On the house." "I'm working." "Yu-Fei's order is in the back. Won't go anywhere in the next ten minutes." He started wiping down the bar. "Old friend?" "Something like that." "The kind of something that leaves twenty quid on the bar and a room number hanging in the air?" Rory lifted the whisky, let it burn. "The kind that reminds you who you used to be before you knew better." "And that's a bad thing?" "Isn't it?" Silas's hand went to his silver ring, turning it absently. "I left a lot behind when I walked away from Prague. People. Possibilities. The person I was." He met her eyes. "Spent years thinking I made the right choice. These days, I'm not so sure." "What changed?" "Nothing. That's the problem." He set down the cloth. "Sometimes the safe choice just means you get to watch yourself die slowly instead of all at once." "That's bleak." "That's Thursday at The Raven's Nest." His smile was sharp. "Your delivery's getting cold." Rory drained the whisky, grabbed her bag. The Golden Empress's order sat waiting in the back room, containers still warm. She paused at the door, looked back at the empty stool where Marcus had sat. "Thursday," she said. "If I go. That doesn't mean anything." "Of course not." Silas was already pouring himself a drink. "Just two old friends, catching up." "Right." "Room 412, was it?" "Shut up, Si." His laughter followed her out into the night, mixing with the bass from next door and the eternal buzz of that green neon sign. London's eight million people moved around her, each one carrying their own ghosts, their own almosts, their own room numbers tucked away like grenades with pins half-pulled.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags23
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"Marcus said finally [finally]"
1"We grew apart.* [apart]"
2"The words tasted like [like]"
dialogueSentences124
tagDensity0.185
leniency0.371
rawRatio0.13
effectiveRatio0.048
89.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1818
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"carefully"
count1
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
2
adverb"quickly"
count1
3
adverb"slowly"
count1
highlights
0"carefully"
1"suddenly"
2"quickly"
3"slowly"
80.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found
0"Marcus"
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
89.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1818
totalAiIsms4
found
0
word"weight"
count1
1
word"measured"
count1
2
word"flickered"
count1
3
word"silence"
count1
highlights
0"weight"
1"measured"
2"flickered"
3"silence"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences102
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences102
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences197
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen37
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords8
totalWords1814
ratio0.004
matches
0"I got busy. Things change. We grew apart."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions18
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions48
wordCount985
uniqueNames11
maxNameDensity1.62
worstName"Marcus"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Marcus"
discoveredNames
Webb1
Nest2
Soho2
Golden2
Empress2
Cardiff2
Silas6
Close1
Marcus16
Rory13
Bushmills1
persons
0"Webb"
1"Nest"
2"Empress"
3"Silas"
4"Marcus"
5"Rory"
places
0"Soho"
1"Cardiff"
globalScore0.688
windowScore0.667
79.58% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences71
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"looked like it hadn't been removed in yea"
1"looked like the Marcus she remembered"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1814
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences197
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs115
mean15.77
std15.78
cv1.001
sampleLengths
07
159
23
356
422
53
643
720
847
929
107
112
1218
1321
1418
151
161
1710
182
194
208
2141
229
232
2424
252
264
2771
282
2916
301
3125
322
3327
346
3534
3624
3733
382
3946
406
418
423
4318
444
452
4613
4741
4830
492
94.94% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount3
totalSentences102
matches
0"been removed"
1"being swallowed"
2"was gone"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs186
matches
0"was plotting"
1"was looking"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences197
ratio0
matches(empty)
98.62% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount986
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount41
adverbRatio0.04158215010141988
lyAdverbCount14
lyAdverbRatio0.014198782961460446
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences197
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences197
mean9.21
std7.39
cv0.802
sampleLengths
07
114
225
320
42
51
64
719
83
94
1026
115
1213
134
143
158
1617
1718
1810
194
204
212
229
2323
247
254
264
2712
2817
297
302
317
3211
337
348
356
368
3710
381
391
4010
412
424
435
443
453
4611
475
4822
496
74.96% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats9
diversityRatio0.47715736040609136
totalSentences197
uniqueOpeners94
34.72% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences96
matches
0"Then he was gone, green"
ratio0.01
57.50% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount39
totalSentences96
matches
0"His shoulders carried weight that"
1"She could back out."
2"He hadn't turned."
3"He'd spotted her reflection in"
4"She crossed the scarred floorboards,"
5"She dropped onto the stool"
6"He finally looked at her"
7"His gaze flickered between them,"
8"He gestured at Marcus's empty"
9"He vanished again before she"
10"His laugh came out broken."
11"He met her eyes"
12"She studied him properly then."
13"He caught her looking at"
14"He turned the ring absently"
15"His smile was acid"
16"He drained the last drops"
17"She unslung it, set it"
18"He gestured at the Nest's"
19"His hand tightened on the"
ratio0.406
17.29% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount85
totalSentences96
matches
0"The whisky burned less than"
1"Rory froze three steps from"
2"The man at the end"
3"His shoulders carried weight that"
4"She could back out."
5"The Nest's door sat ten"
6"He hadn't turned."
7"The Golden Empress delivery could"
8"He'd spotted her reflection in"
9"She crossed the scarred floorboards,"
10"The old maps on the"
11"Marcus still hadn't turned, just"
12"She dropped onto the stool"
13"He finally looked at her"
14"The Marcus she remembered had"
15"These eyes were the same"
16"Everything else had dulled."
17"Silas materialised from the back"
18"His gaze flickered between them,"
19"He gestured at Marcus's empty"
ratio0.885
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences96
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences34
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"His shoulders carried weight that hadn't been there before, broader somehow, but collapsed inward like scaffolding after the building's gone."
1"The Marcus she remembered had green eyes that sparked with whatever scheme he was plotting, usually something that would get them both expelled."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags23
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"He made (make)"
dialogueSentences124
tagDensity0.032
leniency0.065
rawRatio0.25
effectiveRatio0.016
86.0757%