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Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYXPPR5C7D9JSA8C1YKT0V
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Model:
GPT-5.1
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Literary fiction: old friends reunite
Duration:
1m 46s
Cost:
$0.052814
Provider:
OpenAI
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism adverb frequency
(details)
80.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
(details)
69.33%
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)
0.00%
Name drop frequency
(details)
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
(details)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
(details)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
(details)
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
(details)
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
(details)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
(details)
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
(details)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
(details)
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
(details)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
(details)
44.98%
Sentence opener variety
(details)
28.99%
Adverb-first sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
(details)
25.22%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
43.48%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
84.55%
Technical jargon density
(details)
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
85.8845%
Overall
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>
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"Tell me you still pour a decent whisky, Silas."
Silas almost dropped the glass
he polished.
The voice slid under his
ribs first, old and
familiar
, then climbed his spine.
He straightened, heard the soft
complaint of his left knee, and looked up.
A man leaned on the
far end of the bar, half in shadow.
Hood up, shoulders hunched, palms
flat on the wood as if he braced for recoil. When he pushed the hood back, the years snapped into focus. "
Marcus
."
The name tasted of smoke
and concrete dust.
Marcus
smiled, quick and thin. "Thought you'd upgraded by now. Glendronach, at least. Something to prove you've moved up in the world." Silas set the glass down, mouth tight. "You always did assume the world moved for your benefit."
He reached for the shelf
out of habit, hand pausing over bottles he knew by heart. "You still drink it neat?"
Marcus
's gaze travelled along the rows of liquor.
Once, he would have chosen
in two seconds, hand already reaching for the good stuff, muttering something about efficiency. "Water."
Silas let his fingers curl
around a single-malt anyway. The
weight
grounded him. "Water it is."
He filled a tumbler at
the tap, placed it on a coaster, and slid it across. Their fingers did not touch.
Marcus
wrapped both hands around the glass as if it burned. "Look at you," he said. "Apron, dishcloth. Honest trade." "Retirement plan."
Silas dried his hands on
the rag and hung it in its place.
He felt eyes on him
from the regular at the centre stools, a woman with a novel face down beside her gin.
Curiosity hummed under the low
music, the scatter of talk. He ignored it. "Did you get bored of saving queen and country?"
Marcus
's eyes
flicked
to the silver signet ring on Silas's right hand, then up again. "Queen and country got bored of me." He drank. The movement exposed the underside of his wrist, a pale web of scar tissue that had not existed last time Silas saw him. Thick ridges, wrong angles. Improvised stitches. Silas heard Prague in the clink of ice from the next table. Sirens
echoing
off river water. A radio cutting to static. A shout,
Marcus
's voice cracking in his ear. Then nothing. "You died," Silas said. "Rumour had it." Silas leaned on the bar,
weight
off his bad leg. "I saw the building come down." "You saw it start to come down."
Marcus
's mouth crooked. Not a smile. The ghost of one caught between muscles. "The rest, well. Turns out you can walk out of a
grave
if the right people dig." "You walked out of that and never contacted me." "You walked away and left me under four floors of plaster." Conversation at the end of the bar wilted. Someone coughed loud, stood, shifted to a table. The Raven's Nest generated gossip the way other places generated heat, but even here
silence
gathered like a crowd. Silas straightened. "Table in the back."
Marcus
's eyes moved towards the curtain that hid the short corridor. "I prefer open spaces these days." "You also preferred not to be shot in the head. Tastes change."
He signalled to the girl
stacking glasses near the till. "Rory, watch the bar." Aurora glanced over, black hair slipping across her cheek. "You taking your break early or expecting a fight?" "In my experience, those two enjoy each other’s company." Her mouth twitched. "I'll keep the peace." Silas unhooked the low chain, came out from behind the bar and walked along the narrow aisle between stools and tables.
His limp nagged, the familiar
pull along his thigh.
He refused to favour the
leg.
Marcus
followed. Close now, Silas smelled stale smoke in his clothes, sweat, an antiseptic tang that belonged in hospital corridors. Under the hood, tufts of hair had gone white at the temples, the rest shaved close, scalp mottled by old bruises.
They slipped behind the curtain
and into the small alcove that held two battered booths. Old maps lined the walls, corners curled, oceans faded to a dull, nameless grey. A single framed black-and-white photograph hung above the nearest table, a man on a bicycle in a foreign street, hat pulled low. Silas took the seat with his back to the wall.
Marcus
did the same, opposite, shoulders near the map of Eastern Europe. His hand landed over Prague, long fingers splayed. "You chose the decor,"
Marcus
said. "You always liked maps more than people." "Maps don't scream." "They burn though." Silas folded his hands. "What are you doing here."
Marcus
tilted his head. "Straight to business. No 'how have you been, old friend, how's the knee'?" "You look like shit, your wrist seems held together with fishing line, and you order water. That covers the basics."
Marcus
laughed. The sound came short, then broke off in a rasp.
His chest hitched before he
mastered it. "You're observant as ever."
He ran a thumb along
his scars. "Special promotion. Underground posting." Silas watched him. In Prague,
Marcus
had been neat even when covered in dust. Shirt tucked, jacket straight, hair pressed flat by instinct.
Now his clothes sat loose
on him, jeans hanging off narrower hips, hoodie frayed at the cuffs. The line of his jaw had sharpened, the softness carved off. "You did not answer my question."
Marcus
sipped water, set the glass down with care. "I heard you owned a bar in Soho. Could not quite believe it. You, engaging civilians." "This place minds its own business." "That so?"
Marcus
looked back towards the curtain, at the dim light beyond where shadows moved, glasses chimed, voices drifted and tangled. "Whole room listening with their backs." "They learned from the best." "They learned from you." Silas pressed his thumbs into his palm until he felt bone. "I asked what brought you here." "Conscience." Silas snorted. "You sold that along with your soul in Warsaw, if I recall." "Sold implies a market. I donated mine."
Marcus
leaned forward, forearms on the table. "They briefed you wrong, Silas. They always did. Best way to keep you loyal." "We are not going to litigate the entire Cold War in my back booth." "You never liked history when it stained your hands." Silas's jaw tightened. "I remember you liked the way blood washed off under hot water."
Marcus
's mouth flattened. "Now who is being dramatic." "You came here to stir old ashes." "I came because someone intends to set you on fire." Silas stilled. The air in the narrow booth thinned. Under the table, his knee ached, weather system of old injuries sounding an alarm. "You think threats will sway me?" "Not my threat."
Marcus
glanced at the entrance. "You annoyed the wrong people, Silas. When you retired, you forgot you took names and numbers with you. You left the game, but the board kept moving." "I am a footnote." "You're a loose end. The worst kind, the one who reads." Silas leaned back, the wood of the bench pressing into his shoulders. "Who sent you." "Does it matter." "It matters to me." "Still the good boy. Still need it in triplicate."
Marcus
rubbed his eyes with knuckles that bore faint tattooed letters, half-faded. "You remember Dusan Kolar." Silas's
stomach
turned. "He died in Belgrade." "He reinvented himself. Arms, people, information. The usual ascent. You bumped into one of his shipments last month. Golden Empress, delivery gone wrong just off Chinatown. Chef with a taste for side income. Ringing any bells." Silas pictured Rory coming in that night, pale, hand shaking where it clutched a brown paper bag. "How do you know about that." "I know because Kolar lost a crate that night, and his men
traced
questions to a certain quaint bar that hosts a certain quaint back room."
Marcus
looked at him, pupils
blown wide
. "He has a list. Your name sits near the top." Silas let the
silence
breathe. Through the wall, someone laughed sharp, then softer. A bottle cap bounced on wood, metallic rattle. "And you," Silas said, "you work for him." "I worked,"
Marcus
said. "Past tense." "You expect me to believe you came to warn me out of loyalty." "Loyalty."
Marcus
let the word hang between them. "I came because he also has another name on that list." He reached into his pocket. Silas's hand moved under the table, fingers brushing the underside where he had fixed a small pistol years ago, habit more than paranoia.
Marcus
brought out a folded slip of paper, slid it across. Silas did not look down. "Say it."
Marcus
's throat moved. "Jennifer Carter." Silas felt the bar under his fingertips blur. "That name means nothing to Kolar. He only knows her as a lawyer who once embarrassed one of his fronts in Cardiff. Unfortunately for her, he believes in thorough spring cleaning." "You saw the list." "I delivered it."
Marcus
held Silas’s gaze. "Then I burned it." Silas pictured Jennifer Carter at her desk, red pen in hand, papers sprawled, the line of her mouth when she argued a point.
He had visited once, long
ago, to share a drink with Brendan Carter and pretend he
was not checking
exits. "Why her." "Because she is noise. He hates noise." Silas pressed one knuckle against the table until it went white. "And you brought this to me." "I owed you one." "You owed me a body in Prague. Yours." "You always did have a romantic streak."
Marcus
's eyes softened, only for a moment. "They pulled me out on the quiet. New employer. I woke up in a warehouse outside Brno. Wires, tubes, the whole miracle. You know the drill. You signed the same forms." "And you never sent word." "What would you have done." Silas opened his mouth, then closed it.
He knew the answer and
disliked it. "You would have left the service earlier,"
Marcus
said. "Gone rogue. Kicked up dust. For what. A man who made his own choice." "You chose to work for Kolar." "I chose to live." "You chose to betray."
Marcus
's hand clenched on the empty glass. "You want to count betrayals, we need more fingers." Silas leaned in. "So count."
Marcus
looked tired now, the anger ebbing, something colder underneath. "They sent us into Prague with half the picture. You remember that?" "We knew enough." "We knew the building, not the people in it. We knew the file, not the child on the third floor. You heard him, that night?" Silas heard him now, small cries caught under concrete. "We did what we could." "We did what we were told."
Marcus
stared past him, into the black-and-white photograph. "There was a girl," he said. "Asset. Codename Laila." The air snagged. "She pulled me out of the stairwell. Not the boys in suits. Not headquarters. Her." "Laila was twenty-three." "Laila is the reason I crawl out of bed. When the building started to go, she dragged me into a service shaft. We spent three hours listening to people suffocate through the walls." Silas saw it, cold corridors, dust hanging like fog,
Marcus
and a girl pressed into a gap that stank of mould and fear. "When they found us,"
Marcus
said, "they offered a deal. I helped clean certain messes, they forgot I knew who pushed the button." "You think I pushed it." "I think you never asked whose finger you carried for them." Silas's
stomach
rolled. "You changed," he said. "I woke up." "Into what."
Marcus
smiled without humour. "A consultant. Men like Kolar love damaged goods. He saw the way I could draw floor plans from memory, the way I remembered every exit, every face. I became useful." "And now." "Now I am surplus."
Marcus
leaned closer. "They shot me last month, Silas."
He tapped his chest, left
side, over the hoodie. "Silenced. Clean. I lay on a warehouse floor, leaking. Old habits kicked in. I played dead. They like symbols, men like him. Left me for collection with three others. I crawled out the back." "You expect me to pity you." "I expect you to listen." He held up two fingers. "You have two options. One, pack a small bag, disappear. Your girl upstairs, the one who brings in noodles and looks at exits. Aurora. You take her, you vanish. They'll still go after Carter, but you will die warmer." Silas's skin prickled. "You watched her." "I watch everything." "Option two."
Marcus
's gaze sharpened. "You help me kill Kolar before he clears that list." "You think I can touch him from a bar in Soho." "You have more names in that little black notebook under your till than Kolar has men." Silas stared at him. "How long have you sat outside, watching me." "Long enough to see you limp on damp nights." Silas moved his hand under the table again, feeling metal under his fingertips. "We are not twenty-five." "We are awake at three in the morning. Same thing." Silas frowned. "You talk about conscience." "I talk about leverage."
Marcus
's voice dropped. "He has Jennifer marked for next week. Court date in Cardiff,
predictable
route. Easy target. You know her, Silas. You also know he does not stop with one example." The curtain shifted. Rory stuck her head in, eyes sharp. "You have visitors." Silas looked past her. Two men stood in the main room near the door, dark coats, hair close-cropped, the sort of attentive stillness that did not belong to drunks. Between them, the green neon sign of The Raven's Nest haloed their shoulders in sick light.
Marcus
's mouth curled. "Option three then." One of the men reached inside his coat.
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Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
9
adverbTagCount
0
adverbTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
135
tagDensity
0.067
leniency
0.133
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
100.00%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
2282
totalAiIsmAdverbs
0
found
(empty)
highlights
(empty)
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)
69.33%
AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount
2282
totalAiIsms
14
found
0
word
"familiar"
count
2
1
word
"weight"
count
2
2
word
"flicked"
count
1
3
word
"echoing"
count
1
4
word
"grave"
count
1
5
word
"silence"
count
2
6
word
"stomach"
count
2
7
word
"traced"
count
1
8
word
"blown wide"
count
1
9
word
"predictable"
count
1
highlights
0
"familiar"
1
"weight"
2
"flicked"
3
"echoing"
4
"grave"
5
"silence"
6
"stomach"
7
"traced"
8
"blown wide"
9
"predictable"
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
133
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
0
hedgeCount
0
narrationSentences
133
filterMatches
(empty)
hedgeMatches
(empty)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
259
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
39
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
2273
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
18
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
0.00%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
92
wordCount
1138
uniqueNames
11
maxNameDensity
3.51
worstName
"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity
7
worstWindowName
"Silas"
discoveredNames
Silas
40
Prague
3
Marcus
37
Raven
2
Nest
2
Eastern
1
Europe
1
Rory
2
Jennifer
1
Carter
2
Brendan
1
persons
0
"Silas"
1
"Marcus"
2
"Raven"
3
"Nest"
4
"Rory"
5
"Jennifer"
6
"Carter"
7
"Brendan"
places
0
"Prague"
1
"Eastern"
2
"Europe"
globalScore
0
windowScore
0
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
80
glossingSentenceCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches
0
per1kWords
0
wordCount
2273
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
0
totalSentences
259
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
211
mean
10.77
std
10.53
cv
0.978
sampleLengths
0
9
1
34
2
39
3
1
4
8
5
5
6
17
7
7
8
10
9
16
10
5
11
27
12
1
13
13
14
3
15
21
16
11
17
9
18
2
19
48
20
9
21
15
22
7
23
31
24
32
25
4
26
3
27
10
28
6
29
7
30
13
31
17
32
9
33
11
34
35
35
2
36
4
37
11
38
6
39
12
40
10
41
4
42
9
43
9
44
9
45
3
46
4
47
36
48
41
49
51
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
0
totalSentences
133
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
1
totalVerbs
221
matches
0
"was not checking"
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
0
semicolonCount
0
flaggedSentences
0
totalSentences
259
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
1145
adjectiveStacks
0
stackExamples
(empty)
adverbCount
23
adverbRatio
0.020087336244541485
lyAdverbCount
1
lyAdverbRatio
0.0008733624454148472
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
259
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
259
mean
8.78
std
7.02
cv
0.8
sampleLengths
0
9
1
7
2
14
3
13
4
13
5
15
6
11
7
1
8
8
9
5
10
17
11
7
12
10
13
16
14
5
15
8
16
19
17
1
18
9
19
4
20
3
21
16
22
5
23
11
24
5
25
4
26
2
27
13
28
22
29
10
30
3
31
9
32
15
33
7
34
2
35
23
36
4
37
2
38
12
39
5
40
5
41
8
42
2
43
4
44
3
45
10
46
6
47
7
48
3
49
3
44.98%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
13
diversityRatio
0.29343629343629346
totalSentences
259
uniqueOpeners
76
28.99%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
1
totalSentences
115
matches
0
"Once, he would have chosen"
ratio
0.009
100.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
19
totalSentences
115
matches
0
"He straightened, heard the soft"
1
"He reached for the shelf"
2
"He filled a tumbler at"
3
"Their fingers did not touch."
4
"He felt eyes on him"
5
"He ignored it."
6
"He signalled to the girl"
7
"Her mouth twitched."
8
"His limp nagged, the familiar"
9
"He refused to favour the"
10
"They slipped behind the curtain"
11
"His hand landed over Prague,"
12
"His chest hitched before he"
13
"He ran a thumb along"
14
"He reached into his pocket."
15
"He had visited once, long"
16
"He knew the answer and"
17
"He tapped his chest, left"
18
"He held up two fingers."
ratio
0.165
25.22%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
100
totalSentences
115
matches
0
"Silas almost dropped the glass"
1
"The voice slid under his"
2
"He straightened, heard the soft"
3
"A man leaned on the"
4
"Hood up, shoulders hunched, palms"
5
"The name tasted of smoke"
6
"Marcus smiled, quick and thin."
7
"Silas set the glass down,"
8
"He reached for the shelf"
9
"Marcus's gaze travelled along the"
10
"Silas let his fingers curl"
11
"The weight grounded him."
12
"He filled a tumbler at"
13
"Their fingers did not touch."
14
"Marcus wrapped both hands around"
15
"Silas dried his hands on"
16
"He felt eyes on him"
17
"Curiosity hummed under the low"
18
"He ignored it."
19
"Marcus's eyes flicked to the"
ratio
0.87
43.48%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
1
totalSentences
115
matches
0
"Now his clothes sat loose"
ratio
0.009
84.55%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
49
technicalSentenceCount
4
matches
0
"The movement exposed the underside of his wrist, a pale web of scar tissue that had not existed last time Silas saw him."
1
"Close now, Silas smelled stale smoke in his clothes, sweat, an antiseptic tang that belonged in hospital corridors."
2
"Marcus rubbed his eyes with knuckles that bore faint tattooed letters, half-faded."
3
"Two men stood in the main room near the door, dark coats, hair close-cropped, the sort of attentive stillness that did not belong to drunks."
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
9
uselessAdditionCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
9
fancyCount
0
fancyTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
135
tagDensity
0.067
leniency
0.133
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
85.8845%