Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYRAMBEAF3JKJCWMMPY68K

Run Details

Model:: Gemini 2.5 Pro
Test:: Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:: Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:: 31.5s
Cost:: $0.032219
Provider:: Google AI Studio

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
100.00%	Adverbs in dialogue tags	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism adverb frequency	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism character names	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism location names	(details)
15.25%	AI-ism word frequency	(details)
100.00%	Cliché density	(details)
100.00%	Emotion telling (show vs. tell)	(details)
100.00%	Filter word density	(details)
100.00%	Gibberish response detection	(details)
100.00%	Markdown formatting overuse	(details)
100.00%	Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)	(details)
66.67%	Name drop frequency	(details)
100.00%	Narrator intent-glossing	(details)
0.00%	"Not X but Y" pattern overuse	(details)
100.00%	Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)	(details)
92.50%	Paragraph length variance	(details)
80.55%	Passive voice overuse	(details)
100.00%	Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse	(details)
64.58%	Em-dash & semicolon overuse	(details)
94.00%	Purple prose (modifier overload)	(details)
100.00%	Repeated phrase echo	(details)
100.00%	Sentence length variance	(details)
88.58%	Sentence opener variety	(details)
98.04%	Adverb-first sentence starts	(details)
90.59%	Pronoun-first sentence starts	(details)
70.29%	Subject-first sentence starts	(details)
0.00%	Subordinate conjunction sentence starts	(details)
29.22%	Technical jargon density	(details)
0.00%	Useless dialogue additions	(details)
100.00%	Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)	(details)
79.6762%	Overall

Model input

System

You are an expert fiction writer.

Always keep the following rules in mind:
- Write in past tense and use General English spelling, grammar, and colloquialisms/slang.
- Write in active voice
- Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle.
- Avoid adverbs and cliches and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions.
- Convey events and story through dialogue.
- Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety.
- Skip "he/she said said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech
- Avoid mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or add unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself.
- Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action.
- Reduce indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe"

When writing text:
- NEVER conclude the scene on your own, follow the beat instructions very closely.
- NEVER end with foreshadowing.
- NEVER write further than what I prompt you with.
- AVOID imagining possible endings, NEVER deviate from the instructions.
- STOP EARLY if the continuation contains what was required in the instructions. You do not need to fill out the full amount of words possible.

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="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card">
  <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor>
  <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height>
  <age>ageless</age>
  <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form>
  <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice>
  <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description>
  <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory>
</character>

<character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle">
  <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor>
  <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair>
  <height>5'5"</height>
  <age>300 years old</age>
  <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance>
  <speech>speaks in riddles</speech>
  <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints>
  <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion>
  <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description>
  <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory>
</character>

<location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony">
  <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler>
  <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor>
  <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description>
</location>

<location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)">
  <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation>
  <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones>
  <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior>
  <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora>
  <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description>
</location>

<item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas">
  <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor>
  <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial>
  <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size>
  <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior>
  <glow>faint inner glow</glow>
  <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description>
</item>

<item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts">
  <material>moonsilver</material>
  <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape>
  <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature>
  <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow>
  <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power>
  <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo>
  <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description>
</item>

<lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology">
  <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect>
  <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance>
  <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring>
  <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description>
</lore>
</codex>

Continue the story using the following instructions:
<instructions>
Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the fantasy genre.

A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition.

Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore.
Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary.
</instructions>

Model response

The air tore with a sound like ripping silk. One moment, they stood in the damp chill of a London underpass, the next, a wave of heat and perfume crashed over them. Rory stumbled forwards, her hand flying to the Heartstone Pendant at her throat. The crimson gem throbbed against her skin, a frantic, steady pulse that matched her own hammering heart.

She squeezed her eyes shut against the sudden glare, then forced them open. Above them, the sky was not blue, not grey, but a deep, liquid amber. There was no sun, no single source of light, just an all-encompassing golden dome that painted everything in honeyed tones. The air was thick, syrupy with the smell of overripe fruit, roasting meat, and a thousand blooming flowers whose scent was too strong, too sweet.

"Where the song of want has no end." Isolde’s voice was placid, a cool stone in the warm, cloying atmosphere. She stood serene, her silver hair untouched by the humid air, her lavender eyes taking in the vista. She took a step onto the soft, moss-like ground, and the turf remained uncompressed.

Nyx flowed from the rift behind them, a column of deepest night against the golden glow. Their form coalesced, a tall, humanoid silhouette that seemed to drink the light around it. The shadows they cast were stark and absolute, black voids on the amber-soaked ground.

*This light... it clings.* The voice was a rustle of dry leaves in Rory’s mind, a whisper that carried on no wind.

Rory looked down at her own feet. The ground beneath her boots was a startling emerald green, springy and dense. Strange, bell-shaped flowers of iridescent blue pushed up through it, their petals chiming with a faint, crystalline music when a gentle breeze stirred them. They were in a valley of impossible lushness. Great, gnarled trees with bark like polished obsidian towered over them, their branches heavy with fruits Rory could not name. Some were spheres of pulsating magenta light; others were faceted like jewels, catching the amber sky in a dazzling display.

"We need to keep moving." Rory’s voice was a rough crackle in the thick silence. She drew the Fae-Forged Blade from its sheath at her hip. The moonsilver was a sliver of ice in her hand, its chill a welcome shock against the oppressive warmth.

They walked. The valley opened into sprawling orchards. Here, the trees were arranged in meticulous rows, their branches groaning under the weight of their bounty. Apples with skin like spun gold, pears that dripped a nectarous, silver liquid onto the verdant ground. The waste of it all prickled at Rory’s skin. Piles of perfect, untouched fruit lay rotting at the base of trees, their sweetness turning to the sour tang of decay, a smell that clung to the back of her throat.

A river cut through the landscape, but it did not flow with water. It was a sluggish, deep purple current that smelled of fermentation and spice.

Nyx drifted to the bank, their shadowy form rippling. They dipped a hand into the flow. The liquid did not cling to them; it simply parted around their essence. *Wine. Aged for centuries in a single moment.*

"Drink nothing. Eat nothing." Isolde’s warning was soft, yet it cut through the air’s heavy sweetness. She gestured with a slender hand towards a tree laden with dark, glistening figs. "This realm offers a feast for the starving, but the meal is the guest."

They moved on, following the lazy curve of the wine river. The air grew heavier still, thick with the aromas of baking bread and caramelising sugar. Up ahead, through a grove of trees whose leaves were the colour of bruised plums, Rory saw movement. Not the slow drift of a falling leaf or the sway of a branch, but something deliberate. Something that worked.

She motioned for the others to stop, pressing herself against the smooth, dark trunk of a tree. The Fae blade felt slick in her sweating palm. Peering through the foliage, she saw them.

Dozens of figures moved through vast, open-air kitchens. They were humanoid, but their forms were stooped, their movements tired and repetitive. They stoked fires that roared from pits in the earth, stirred vats so large it took three of them to move the ladle, and chopped mountains of strange, luminous vegetables on butcher’s blocks the size of coffins. Their faces were smudged with soot and grease, their expressions hollow. They were souls, Rory realised with a cold knot in her stomach. Chained not by iron, but by a contract scribbled in a forgotten moment of desperation.

One of them, a gaunt man with a chef’s hat drooping on his head, looked up from the carcass of a great, winged beast he was butchering. His eyes met Rory's for a scant second across the distance. There was no recognition, no plea. Just a weary emptiness, a complete absence of hope that was more terrifying than any scream. He looked back down at his work, his cleaver rising and falling in a steady, endless rhythm.

The relentless plenty of the place soured on Rory’s tongue. Every perfect fruit, every intoxicating scent, was built upon this silent, eternal servitude. It was a place of indulgence, but only for the masters. For the rest, it was a beautiful, fragrant prison.

*They are ghosts of appetite,* Nyx whispered, their form blending into the deep shadow of the tree beside Rory. *Forever preparing a meal they will never taste.*

Rory looked over at Isolde. The Seer watched the kitchens, her ethereal face unreadable. Her lips were a thin, straight line.

"Is there an end to it? For them?" Rory asked, her voice low.

"All things end," Isolde replied, her gaze still fixed on the working souls. "Even eternity is not eternal. But the road from this table is long." She turned, her pale lavender eyes finding Rory's. "And it is not the one we are here to walk."

Evaluation details

Result

Evaluator

Details

Meta Data

100.00%

Adverbs in dialogue tags

Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs

totalTags	4
adverbTagCount	0
adverbTags	(empty)
dialogueSentences	8
tagDensity	0.5
leniency	1
rawRatio	0
effectiveRatio	0

100.00%

AI-ism adverb frequency

Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)

wordCount	1003
totalAiIsmAdverbs	0
found	(empty)
highlights	(empty)

100.00%

AI-ism character names

Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)

codexExemptions	(empty)
found	(empty)

100.00%

AI-ism location names

Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)

codexExemptions	(empty)
found	(empty)

15.25%

AI-ism word frequency

Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)

wordCount

1003

totalAiIsms

found

word	"silk"
count	1

word	"chill"
count	2

word	"throbbed"
count	1

word	"pulse"
count	1

word	"stark"
count	1

word	"whisper"
count	1

word	"crystalline"
count	1

word	"silence"
count	1

word	"oppressive"
count	1

word	"warmth"
count	1

word	"weight"
count	1

word	"perfect"
count	2

word	"glistening"
count	1

word	"stomach"
count	1

word	"unreadable"
count	1

highlights

0	"silk"
1	"chill"
2	"throbbed"
3	"pulse"
4	"stark"
5	"whisper"
6	"crystalline"
7	"silence"
8	"oppressive"
9	"warmth"
10	"weight"
11	"perfect"
12	"glistening"
13	"stomach"
14	"unreadable"

100.00%

Cliché density

Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window

totalCliches	0
maxInWindow	0
found	(empty)
highlights	(empty)

100.00%

Emotion telling (show vs. tell)

Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling

emotionTells	0
narrationSentences	71
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Filter word density

Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words

filterCount

hedgeCount

narrationSentences

filterMatches

(empty)

hedgeMatches

0	"seemed to"

100.00%

Gibberish response detection

Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)

analyzedSentences	73
gibberishSentences	0
adjustedGibberishSentences	0
longSentenceCount	0
runOnParagraphCount	0
giantParagraphCount	0
wordSaladCount	0
repetitionLoopCount	0
controlTokenCount	0
maxSentenceWordsSeen	37
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Markdown formatting overuse

Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting

markdownSpans

markdownWords

totalWords

998

ratio

0.025

matches

0	"This light... it clings."
1	"Wine. Aged for centuries in a single moment."
2	"They are ghosts of appetite,"
3	"Forever preparing a meal they will never taste."

100.00%

Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)

Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks

totalAttributions	1
unquotedAttributions	0
matches	(empty)

66.67%

Name drop frequency

Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words

totalMentions

wordCount

932

uniqueNames

maxNameDensity

1.5

worstName

"Rory"

maxWindowNameDensity

worstWindowName

"Rory"

discoveredNames

London	1
Heartstone	1
Pendant	1
Rory	14
Fae-Forged	1
Blade	1
Isolde	4
Fae	2
Nyx	3
Seer	1

persons

0	"Rory"
1	"Blade"
2	"Isolde"
3	"Nyx"
4	"Seer"

places

0	"London"
1	"Heartstone"

globalScore

0.749

windowScore

0.667

100.00%

Narrator intent-glossing

Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns

analyzedSentences

glossingSentenceCount

matches

0	"silhouette that seemed to drink the light around it"

0.00%

"Not X but Y" pattern overuse

Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words

totalMatches

per1kWords

4.008

wordCount

998

matches

0	"not blue, not grey, but a deep, liquid amber"
1	"not grey, but a deep, liquid amber"
2	"Not the slow drift of a falling leaf or the sway of a branch, but something deliberate"
3	"not by iron, but by a contract scribbled in a forgotten moment of desperation"

100.00%

Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)

Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses

thatCount	0
totalSentences	73
matches	(empty)

92.50%

Paragraph length variance

Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts

totalParagraphs

mean

49.9

std

23.64

0.474

sampleLengths

0	62
1	72
2	52
3	45
4	22
5	92
6	45
7	82
8	26
9	37
10	44
11	64
12	33
13	96
14	77
15	43
16	27
17	21
18	13
19	45

80.55%

Passive voice overuse

Target: ≤2% passive sentences

passiveCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"were faceted"
1	"were arranged"
2	"were stooped"
3	"were smudged"
4	"was built"

100.00%

Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse

Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs

pastProgressiveCount

totalVerbs

130

matches

0	"was butchering"

64.58%

Em-dash & semicolon overuse

Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons

emDashCount

semicolonCount

flaggedSentences

totalSentences

ratio

0.027

matches

0	"Some were spheres of pulsating magenta light; others were faceted like jewels, catching the amber sky in a dazzling display."
1	"The liquid did not cling to them; it simply parted around their essence."

94.00%

Purple prose (modifier overload)

Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking

wordCount

937

adjectiveStacks

stackExamples

0	"Strange, bell-shaped flowers"

adverbCount

adverbRatio

0.017075773745997867

lyAdverbCount

lyAdverbRatio

0.0021344717182497333

100.00%

Repeated phrase echo

Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)

totalSentences	73
echoCount	0
echoWords	(empty)

100.00%

Sentence length variance

Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts

totalSentences

mean

13.67

std

6.45

0.472

sampleLengths

0	9
1	23
2	13
3	17
4	13
5	14
6	20
7	25
8	20
9	18
10	14
11	16
12	15
13	14
14	2
15	20
16	7
17	13
18	24
19	8
20	20
21	20
22	15
23	11
24	19
25	2
26	6
27	17
28	17
29	9
30	31
31	13
32	13
33	9
34	7
35	13
36	1
37	7
38	16
39	14
40	14
41	11
42	15
43	18
44	17
45	3
46	17
47	9
48	7
49	8

88.58%

Sentence opener variety

Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers

consecutiveRepeats	2
diversityRatio	0.547945205479452
totalSentences	73
uniqueOpeners	40

98.04%

Adverb-first sentence starts

Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb

adverbCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"Just a weary emptiness, a"
1	"*Forever preparing a meal they"

ratio

0.029

90.59%

Pronoun-first sentence starts

Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun

pronounCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"She squeezed her eyes shut"
1	"She stood serene, her silver"
2	"She took a step onto"
3	"Their form coalesced, a tall,"
4	"it clings.* The voice was"
5	"They were in a valley"
6	"She drew the Fae-Forged Blade"
7	"It was a sluggish, deep"
8	"They dipped a hand into"
9	"She gestured with a slender"
10	"They moved on, following the"
11	"She motioned for the others"
12	"They were humanoid, but their"
13	"They stoked fires that roared"
14	"Their faces were smudged with"
15	"They were souls, Rory realised"
16	"His eyes met Rory's for"
17	"He looked back down at"
18	"It was a place of"
19	"They are ghosts of appetite,"

ratio

0.324

70.29%

Subject-first sentence starts

Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject

subjectCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"The air tore with a"
1	"Rory stumbled forwards, her hand"
2	"The crimson gem throbbed against"
3	"She squeezed her eyes shut"
4	"The air was thick, syrupy"
5	"Isolde’s voice was placid, a"
6	"She stood serene, her silver"
7	"She took a step onto"
8	"Nyx flowed from the rift"
9	"Their form coalesced, a tall,"
10	"The shadows they cast were"
11	"it clings.* The voice was"
12	"Rory looked down at her"
13	"The ground beneath her boots"
14	"They were in a valley"
15	"Some were spheres of pulsating"
16	"Rory’s voice was a rough"
17	"She drew the Fae-Forged Blade"
18	"The moonsilver was a sliver"
19	"The valley opened into sprawling"

ratio

0.779

0.00%

Subordinate conjunction sentence starts

Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction

subConjCount	0
totalSentences	68
matches	(empty)
ratio	0

29.22%

Technical jargon density

Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns

analyzedSentences

technicalSentenceCount

matches

0	"The crimson gem throbbed against her skin, a frantic, steady pulse that matched her own hammering heart."
1	"Apples with skin like spun gold, pears that dripped a nectarous, silver liquid onto the verdant ground."
2	"Piles of perfect, untouched fruit lay rotting at the base of trees, their sweetness turning to the sour tang of decay, a smell that clung to the back of her thr…"
3	"They stoked fires that roared from pits in the earth, stirred vats so large it took three of them to move the ladle, and chopped mountains of strange, luminous …"
4	"One of them, a gaunt man with a chef’s hat drooping on his head, looked up from the carcass of a great, winged beast he was butchering."
5	"Just a weary emptiness, a complete absence of hope that was more terrifying than any scream."
6	"He looked back down at his work, his cleaver rising and falling in a steady, endless rhythm."

0.00%

Useless dialogue additions

Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments

totalTags

uselessAdditionCount

matches

0	"Rory asked, her voice low"
1	"Isolde replied, her gaze still fixed on the working souls"

100.00%

Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)

Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags

totalTags	2
fancyCount	0
fancyTags	(empty)
dialogueSentences	8
tagDensity	0.25
leniency	0.5
rawRatio	0
effectiveRatio	0

79.6762%