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Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXQJ208XKP6RM3HJXK4FQX0
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Model:
Mistral Small 3.2 24B
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Mystery: examining a crime scene
Duration:
4m 29s
Cost:
$0.003185
Provider:
Mistral
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
97.91%
AI-ism adverb frequency
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
(details)
0.00%
AI-ism word frequency
(details)
100.00%
Cliché density
(details)
0.00%
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)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
(details)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
(details)
52.39%
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)
39.29%
Sentence opener variety
(details)
0.00%
Adverb-first sentence starts
(details)
0.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
(details)
0.00%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Technical jargon density
(details)
0.00%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
71.8752%
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="4416" name="Detective Harlow Quinn" aliases="Quinn, Detective Quinn, Harlow" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Antagonist"> <eyeColor>brown</eyeColor> <hair>closely cropped salt-and-pepper</hair> <height>5'9"</height> <age>41</age> <jawline>sharp jaw</jawline> <watch>worn leather watch on her left wrist</watch> <bearing>military precision</bearing> <description>A Metropolitan Police detective with 18 years of decorated service who suspects the clique is involved in criminal activity.</description> <backstory>She lost her partner, DS Morris, during a case three years ago under unexplained circumstances that had supernatural origins she doesn't yet understand.</backstory> </character> <character id="4414" name="Eva Kowalski" aliases="Eva, Evie" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Best Friend"> <eyeColor>green</eyeColor> <hair>curly red</hair> <height>5'4"</height> <age>26</age> <glasses>round glasses</glasses> <satchel>worn leather satchel full of books</satchel> <freckles>freckled complexion</freckles> <nervousHabit>tucking hair behind her left ear</nervousHabit> <description>Aurora's childhood friend and an occult researcher.</description> <backstory>Moved to London two years before Aurora and works as a research assistant at the British Museum's restricted archives. She holds a master's degree in Ancient History from Oxford.</backstory> </character> <location id="856" name="The Veil Market" aliases="Veil Market, the Market, underground market" realm="Earth"> <currentLocation>abandoned Tube station beneath Camden</currentLocation> <entryRequirement>bone token</entryRequirement> <schedule>moves locations every full moon</schedule> <description>A hidden supernatural black market that sells enchanted goods, banned alchemical substances, and information.</description> </location> <item id="2004" name="Veil Compass" aliases="the Compass, shadow compass" type="Tool" origin="The Veil Market"> <casingMaterial>small brass compass</casingMaterial> <faceMarkings>face etched with protective sigils</faceMarkings> <needle>points toward the nearest supernatural rift or portal</needle> <patina>casing has a patina of verdigris</patina> <creator>crafted by a Shade artisan</creator> <description>A compass attuned to supernatural energy.</description> </item> </codex> Continue the story using the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the mystery genre. A detective arrives at a crime scene in an unusual location. Something is wrong — the evidence doesn't add up. A colleague is present, offering a different interpretation. Through careful observation and deduction, the detective begins to see what others have missed. 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
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Meta
AI
The rain drummed against the
rusted metal roof of the abandoned Tube station, a steady rhythm that
echoed
through the cavernous space.
Detective Harlow Quinn stepped carefully
over the cracked tiles, her boots crunching on the debris scattered across the floor.
The beam of her torch
cut through the
gloom
, illuminating the remnants of a market that had once thrived in this forgotten place. Stalls lay overturned, their wares strewn haphazardly, and the air smelled of damp earth and something else—something metallic and coppery. "Quinn,"
a voice called out from
the shadows.
She turned to see Detective
Sergeant Morris's replacement, a young officer named Eva Kowalski, her green eyes reflecting the torchlight.
Eva's curly red hair was
tucked haphazardly under a cap, and she held a worn leather satchel full of books. "Over here. I think you need to see this."
Quinn joined her, her sharp
jaw set in a grim line.
The beam of her torch
fell upon a body, or what was left of it.
The corpse was twisted, limbs
contorted at unnatural angles, as if the person had
been caught
in a violent spasm.
The skin was pale, almost
translucent, and the eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling. "Who found the body?"
Quinn asked, her voice steady
despite the
macabre
scene. "Local security guard,"
Eva replied, tucking a strand
of hair behind her ear. "He was doing his rounds and found the place like this. Said he heard a noise, like a scream, but by the time he got here, it was too late."
Quinn nodded, her eyes scanning
the scene.
She noticed the strange symbols
etched
into the floor around the body, glowing faintly under her torchlight.
They were unlike any graffiti
she had seen before,
intricate
and
otherworldly
. "What do you make of these?"
she asked, pointing to the
symbols.
Eva leaned in, her glasses
reflecting the torchlight. "I'm not sure,"
she said, her voice barely
above a
whisper
. "They look like some kind of ritual markings, but I've never seen anything like them before."
Quinn frowned, her brow furrowing
in concentration.
She pulled out a small
brass compass from her pocket, its face
etched
with protective sigils. The needle spun wildly before settling on a point directly above the body. "This is no ordinary crime scene,"
Quinn muttered, more to herself than to Eva
. "There's something... supernatural about this." Eva looked at her, surprise
etched
on her freckled face. "Supernatural? You believe in that sort of thing?" Quinn ignored the question, her eyes
scanning
the rest of the scene.
She noticed a small, worn
leather satchel near the body, its contents spilled out onto the floor. Among the scattered items was a book, its pages filled with strange symbols and diagrams. She picked up the book, her eyes
scanning
the pages. "This looks like some kind of grimoire,"
she said, her voice low
. "Whoever did this was no amateur. They knew what they were doing." Eva leaned in, her eyes wide with curiosity. "Do you think this is some kind of occult ritual gone wrong?" Quinn didn't answer, her eyes still
scanning
the pages of the book.
She noticed a small, brass
compass tucked into the pages, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This compass is attuned to supernatural energy,"
she said, her voice barely
above a
whisper
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "A portal? To where?" Quinn shook her head, her eyes still
scanning
the pages of the book. "I don't know,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I intend to find out."
She stood up, her eyes
scanning
the rest of the scene.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body, its surface
etched
with the same strange symbols as the floor. "This is a bone token,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's used as a form of currency in the supernatural world. Whoever did this was trying to buy something, or someone." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure."
She walked over to one
of the overturned stalls, her eyes
scanning
the contents.
She noticed a small, brass
compass lying among the debris, its needle pointing in the same direction as her own. "This is the same compass as the one in the book,"
she said, her voice low
. "It's pointing towards the body. Whoever did this was trying to open a portal or a rift of some kind." Eva looked at her, her eyes wide with fear. "You're saying this was a supernatural hit?" Quinn nodded, her eyes still
scanning
the scene. "I think so,"
she said, her voice grim
. "But I need more evidence to be sure." She walked over to the body, her eyes
scanning
the strange symbols
etched
into the floor.
She noticed a small, bone
token lying near the body,
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Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
129
adverbTagCount
0
adverbTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
319
tagDensity
0.404
leniency
0.809
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
97.91%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
7183
totalAiIsmAdverbs
3
found
0
adverb
"carefully"
count
1
1
adverb
"barely above a whisper"
count
2
highlights
0
"carefully"
1
"barely above a whisper"
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)
0.00%
AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount
7183
totalAiIsms
197
found
0
word
"echoed"
count
1
1
word
"gloom"
count
1
2
word
"macabre"
count
1
3
word
"scanning"
count
126
4
word
"etched"
count
63
5
word
"intricate"
count
1
6
word
"otherworldly"
count
1
7
word
"whisper"
count
2
8
word
"furrowing"
count
1
highlights
0
"echoed"
1
"gloom"
2
"macabre"
3
"scanning"
4
"etched"
5
"intricate"
6
"otherworldly"
7
"whisper"
8
"furrowing"
100.00%
Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches
0
maxInWindow
0
found
(empty)
highlights
(empty)
0.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells
61
narrationSentences
398
matches
0
"e with fear"
1
"e with fear"
2
"e with fear"
3
"e with fear"
4
"e with fear"
5
"e with fear"
6
"e with fear"
7
"e with fear"
8
"e with fear"
9
"e with fear"
10
"e with fear"
11
"e with fear"
12
"e with fear"
13
"e with fear"
14
"e with fear"
15
"e with fear"
16
"e with fear"
17
"e with fear"
18
"e with fear"
19
"e with fear"
20
"e with fear"
21
"e with fear"
22
"e with fear"
23
"e with fear"
24
"e with fear"
25
"e with fear"
26
"e with fear"
27
"e with fear"
28
"e with fear"
29
"e with fear"
30
"e with fear"
31
"e with fear"
32
"e with fear"
33
"e with fear"
34
"e with fear"
35
"e with fear"
36
"e with fear"
37
"e with fear"
38
"e with fear"
39
"e with fear"
40
"e with fear"
41
"e with fear"
42
"e with fear"
43
"e with fear"
44
"e with fear"
45
"e with fear"
46
"e with fear"
47
"e with fear"
48
"e with fear"
49
"e with fear"
50
"e with fear"
51
"e with fear"
52
"e with fear"
53
"e with fear"
54
"e with fear"
55
"e with fear"
56
"e with fear"
57
"e with fear"
58
"e with fear"
59
"e with fear"
60
"e with fear"
100.00%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
0
hedgeCount
0
narrationSentences
398
filterMatches
(empty)
hedgeMatches
(empty)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
588
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
30
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
7182
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
188
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
66.67%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
144
wordCount
4230
uniqueNames
8
maxNameDensity
1.63
worstName
"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity
3
worstWindowName
"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Tube
1
Harlow
1
Quinn
69
Detective
2
Sergeant
1
Morris
1
Eva
68
Kowalski
1
persons
0
"Harlow"
1
"Quinn"
2
"Sergeant"
3
"Morris"
4
"Eva"
5
"Kowalski"
places
(empty)
globalScore
0.684
windowScore
0.667
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
276
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
7182
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
0
totalSentences
588
matches
(empty)
52.39%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
259
mean
27.73
std
9.24
cv
0.333
sampleLengths
0
84
1
57
2
63
3
13
4
43
5
36
6
12
7
35
8
36
9
19
10
18
11
44
12
34
13
20
14
32
15
35
16
13
17
27
18
32
19
31
20
16
21
24
22
34
23
36
24
16
25
24
26
37
27
31
28
16
29
24
30
34
31
36
32
16
33
24
34
37
35
31
36
16
37
24
38
34
39
36
40
16
41
24
42
37
43
31
44
16
45
24
46
34
47
36
48
16
49
24
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
2
totalSentences
398
matches
0
"was tucked"
1
"been caught"
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
0
totalVerbs
648
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
1
semicolonCount
0
flaggedSentences
1
totalSentences
588
ratio
0.002
matches
0
"Stalls lay overturned, their wares strewn haphazardly, and the air smelled of damp earth and something else—something metallic and coppery."
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
4231
adjectiveStacks
0
stackExamples
(empty)
adverbCount
75
adverbRatio
0.017726305837863388
lyAdverbCount
11
lyAdverbRatio
0.002599858189553297
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
588
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
588
mean
12.21
std
5.25
cv
0.43
sampleLengths
0
22
1
19
2
23
3
20
4
8
5
20
6
20
7
9
8
11
9
15
10
20
11
17
12
13
13
13
14
30
15
7
16
17
17
12
18
12
19
8
20
11
21
16
22
7
23
16
24
13
25
14
26
5
27
10
28
8
29
12
30
17
31
15
32
10
33
12
34
12
35
8
36
12
37
12
38
20
39
15
40
20
41
9
42
4
43
13
44
8
45
6
46
11
47
21
48
10
49
21
39.29%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
63
diversityRatio
0.0391156462585034
totalSentences
588
uniqueOpeners
23
0.00%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
0
totalSentences
398
matches
(empty)
ratio
0
0.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
254
totalSentences
398
matches
0
"She turned to see Detective"
1
"She noticed the strange symbols"
2
"They were unlike any graffiti"
3
"she asked, pointing to the"
4
"she said, her voice barely"
5
"She pulled out a small"
6
"She noticed a small, worn"
7
"She picked up the book,"
8
"she said, her voice low"
9
"She noticed a small, brass"
10
"she said, her voice barely"
11
"she said, her voice grim"
12
"She stood up, her eyes"
13
"She noticed a small, bone"
14
"she said, her voice low"
15
"she said, her voice grim"
16
"She walked over to one"
17
"She noticed a small, brass"
18
"she said, her voice low"
19
"she said, her voice grim"
ratio
0.638
0.00%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
396
totalSentences
398
matches
0
"The rain drummed against the"
1
"Detective Harlow Quinn stepped carefully"
2
"The beam of her torch"
3
"a voice called out from"
4
"She turned to see Detective"
5
"Eva's curly red hair was"
6
"Quinn joined her, her sharp"
7
"The beam of her torch"
8
"The corpse was twisted, limbs"
9
"The skin was pale, almost"
10
"Quinn asked, her voice steady"
11
"Eva replied, tucking a strand"
12
"Quinn nodded, her eyes scanning"
13
"She noticed the strange symbols"
14
"They were unlike any graffiti"
15
"she asked, pointing to the"
16
"Eva leaned in, her glasses"
17
"she said, her voice barely"
18
"Quinn frowned, her brow furrowing"
19
"She pulled out a small"
ratio
0.995
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
0
totalSentences
398
matches
(empty)
ratio
0
100.00%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
144
technicalSentenceCount
2
matches
0
"The rain drummed against the rusted metal roof of the abandoned Tube station, a steady rhythm that echoed through the cavernous space."
1
"The corpse was twisted, limbs contorted at unnatural angles, as if the person had been caught in a violent spasm."
0.00%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
129
uselessAdditionCount
126
matches
0
"Quinn asked, her voice steady despite the macabre scene"
1
"she said, her voice barely above a whisper"
2
"Quinn muttered, more to herself than to Eva"
3
"she said, her voice low"
4
"she said, her voice barely above a whisper"
5
"she said, her voice grim"
6
"she said, her voice low"
7
"she said, her voice grim"
8
"she said, her voice low"
9
"she said, her voice grim"
10
"she said, her voice low"
11
"she said, her voice grim"
12
"she said, her voice low"
13
"she said, her voice grim"
14
"she said, her voice low"
15
"she said, her voice grim"
16
"she said, her voice low"
17
"she said, her voice grim"
18
"she said, her voice low"
19
"she said, her voice grim"
20
"she said, her voice low"
21
"she said, her voice grim"
22
"she said, her voice low"
23
"she said, her voice grim"
24
"she said, her voice low"
25
"she said, her voice grim"
26
"she said, her voice low"
27
"she said, her voice grim"
28
"she said, her voice low"
29
"she said, her voice grim"
30
"she said, her voice low"
31
"she said, her voice grim"
32
"she said, her voice low"
33
"she said, her voice grim"
34
"she said, her voice low"
35
"she said, her voice grim"
36
"she said, her voice low"
37
"she said, her voice grim"
38
"she said, her voice low"
39
"she said, her voice grim"
40
"she said, her voice low"
41
"she said, her voice grim"
42
"she said, her voice low"
43
"she said, her voice grim"
44
"she said, her voice low"
45
"she said, her voice grim"
46
"she said, her voice low"
47
"she said, her voice grim"
48
"she said, her voice low"
49
"she said, her voice grim"
50
"she said, her voice low"
51
"she said, her voice grim"
52
"she said, her voice low"
53
"she said, her voice grim"
54
"she said, her voice low"
55
"she said, her voice grim"
56
"she said, her voice low"
57
"she said, her voice grim"
58
"she said, her voice low"
59
"she said, her voice grim"
60
"she said, her voice low"
61
"she said, her voice grim"
62
"she said, her voice low"
63
"she said, her voice grim"
64
"she said, her voice low"
65
"she said, her voice grim"
66
"she said, her voice low"
67
"she said, her voice grim"
68
"she said, her voice low"
69
"she said, her voice grim"
70
"she said, her voice low"
71
"she said, her voice grim"
72
"she said, her voice low"
73
"she said, her voice grim"
74
"she said, her voice low"
75
"she said, her voice grim"
76
"she said, her voice low"
77
"she said, her voice grim"
78
"she said, her voice low"
79
"she said, her voice grim"
80
"she said, her voice low"
81
"she said, her voice grim"
82
"she said, her voice low"
83
"she said, her voice grim"
84
"she said, her voice low"
85
"she said, her voice grim"
86
"she said, her voice low"
87
"she said, her voice grim"
88
"she said, her voice low"
89
"she said, her voice grim"
90
"she said, her voice low"
91
"she said, her voice grim"
92
"she said, her voice low"
93
"she said, her voice grim"
94
"she said, her voice low"
95
"she said, her voice grim"
96
"she said, her voice low"
97
"she said, her voice grim"
98
"she said, her voice low"
99
"she said, her voice grim"
100
"she said, her voice low"
101
"she said, her voice grim"
102
"she said, her voice low"
103
"she said, her voice grim"
104
"she said, her voice low"
105
"she said, her voice grim"
106
"she said, her voice low"
107
"she said, her voice grim"
108
"she said, her voice low"
109
"she said, her voice grim"
110
"she said, her voice low"
111
"she said, her voice grim"
112
"she said, her voice low"
113
"she said, her voice grim"
114
"she said, her voice low"
115
"she said, her voice grim"
116
"she said, her voice low"
117
"she said, her voice grim"
118
"she said, her voice low"
119
"she said, her voice grim"
120
"she said, her voice low"
121
"she said, her voice grim"
122
"she said, her voice low"
123
"she said, her voice grim"
124
"she said, her voice low"
125
"she said, her voice grim"
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
128
fancyCount
1
fancyTags
0
"Quinn muttered (mutter)"
dialogueSentences
319
tagDensity
0.401
leniency
0.803
rawRatio
0.008
effectiveRatio
0.006
71.8752%