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Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYAYP5A41QDRJMGRN9M462T
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Model:
Grok 4 Fast
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Literary fiction: old friends reunite
Duration:
30.4s
Cost:
$0.002339
Provider:
xAI
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
86.08%
AI-ism adverb frequency
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100.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
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33.18%
AI-ism word frequency
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100.00%
Cliché density
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100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
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100.00%
Filter word density
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100.00%
Gibberish response detection
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100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
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100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
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72.76%
Name drop frequency
(details)
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
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100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
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100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
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83.04%
Paragraph length variance
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100.00%
Passive voice overuse
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100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
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14.93%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
(details)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
(details)
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
(details)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
(details)
83.83%
Sentence opener variety
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33.67%
Adverb-first sentence starts
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46.26%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
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30.71%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Technical jargon density
(details)
13.89%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
83.2785%
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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Rory slammed the delivery bag
onto the scarred oak counter, the sharp smack cutting through the low hum of glasses clinking and voices murmuring in the dim corners.
She wiped sweat from her
brow with the back of her hand, the faint crescent scar on her wrist catching the green neon glow from the sign outside.
The air hung thick with
the tang of spilled ale and cigarette smoke that no ban could fully erase.
Silas emerged from behind the
bar, his hazel eyes narrowing as he straightened a stack of coasters with deliberate precision.
His silver signet ring glinted
under the low-hanging lamp.
He moved with that familiar
slight hitch in his left leg, the old knee injury announcing itself before he did. She froze.
The man pouring a pint
mid-stream paused, foam overflowing into the drain with a hiss. "Rory Carter." Silas's voice rolled out low, like gravel under boots.
He set the pint down
without looking, eyes locked on her face. "Bloody hell. Thought you'd vanished for good."
Her pulse kicked up, a
rabbit's thrum in her throat.
She forced a grin, sliding
onto a stool that creaked under her
weight
. "Silas Blackwood. Still slinging drinks in this hole? Figured you'd have retired to some cottage by now, feeding pigeons."
He chuckled, a dry rasp
that didn't reach his eyes. Poured her a whiskey neat, slid it across without asking. The glass scraped the wood, ice clinking
softly
. "Pigeons bore me. And this hole pays the bills." He leaned on the counter, auburn hair streaked more grey than she remembered, beard trimmed sharp as ever. Last time she'd seen him, seven years back, he'd been leaner, sharper, the spymaster
glint
in his gaze undimmed by age.
She wrapped her fingers around
the glass, the cool bite grounding her. Sipped.
The burn slid down, familiar
as an old bruise. "Bills. Right. Heard you opened this place after Prague. Eva mentioned it in one of her cards." "Eva still writing those novels of hers?"
Silas wiped a rag across
the bar, though it shone spotless.
His limp shifted as he
adjusted stance, a subtle wince flickering across his features. "Scrapbooking, more like. Sent me a collage last month. Photos of Cardiff, like I needed reminding."
Rory traced the rim of
her glass, bright blue eyes flicking to the walls lined with faded maps and sepia photographs, shadows of spies and secrets pinned like trophies. The Raven's Nest hadn't changed, but Silas had. Wrinkles carved deeper around his mouth, and that ring on his right hand tapped the counter now with a rhythm she didn't recall, impatient, like a code waiting to break.
He nodded, poured himself a
finger of the same whiskey. "You look... different. London treating you rough?" She laughed, sharp and short. Tucked a strand of straight black hair behind her ear. "London's London. Deliveries for that Golden Empress joint keep me moving. Yu-Fei's a taskmaster, but the tips beat law books." The scar on her wrist itched under her sleeve, a ghost of Evan’s grip, the night she’d bolted from Cardiff. Silas had been the one to slip her a key back then, a spare flat above this
very
bar, before she’d ghosted everyone to start over.
His gaze dropped to her
wrist, lingering on the thin fabric hiding the mark. "Law books. Thought you'd be arguing cases by now, like your old man."
He sipped, eyes steady
. "Brendan always said you had his fire." "Fire gets you burned." She drained half the whiskey, the peat smoke curling in her chest. Set the glass down harder than intended. "Besides, Pre-Law was a lark. Eva dragged me here first time, remember? You fixed us that flat after the flood. Said it was 'temporary quarters for wayward souls'." Silas's mouth twitched, almost a smile. "Aye. And you two painted it pink. Wall-to-wall. Took weeks to scrub off."
He straightened, limping slightly as
he fetched a bottle of bitters from the shelf. The bar's underbelly groaned, a hidden mechanism clicking faintly— that secret room, she wagered, still tucked behind the bookshelf. Pink. She'd forgotten that. The laughter that followed, Eva's wild stories spilling over late nights. Silas had joined sometimes, nursing a gin, dropping hints of old ops like breadcrumbs, his voice weaving tales of Prague shadows and double-crosses. Back then, he'd been her anchor, the uncle she never had, pulling strings to keep Evan’s reach at bay without a word.
Now, the air between them
thickened,
unspoken
years pressing in. She swirled the amber liquid, watching it catch the light. "Heard about your knee. Botched op, they said. Must sting, carrying that."
He shrugged, but his fingers
tightened on the bottle. "Stings less than regrets." Poured a dash into his glass, the drop hitting with a plink. "You? What's chasing you back here? Eva's postcard said you were settled." "Settled." Rory's voice dipped, edged with rust. "Evan didn't take kindly to leaving. Things got... messy."
She flexed her wrist, the
scar pulling tight. No need to spell it out; Silas's eyes sharpened, reading the subtext like a dossier. He slid onto the stool opposite, mirroring her posture. The bar's murmur faded, patrons nursing drinks in their bubbles. "Messy. That's one word for it. You could've called. I still have contacts." "Contacts." She met his gaze, the hazel flecked with something weary now, not the steel of before. "Like the ones that landed you here, pouring pints? No thanks. I handle my own shadows." Silas leaned forward, voice dropping to that operative's timbre, confidential, laced with gravel. "Shadows find us all, Rory. Some we chase. Some chase back." His ring tapped again, a Morse code of impatience. "You living above still? Flat's empty." She nodded, surprise flickering. "Eva's doing. Said you'd hold it. Didn't think you'd remember." "Remember?" He exhaled, slow, the breath stirring the air between them. "You were eighteen. Full of that Cardiff spark. Arguing circles around me about justice, like your da. I figured you'd run the world." His eyes drifted to a photograph on the wall, black-and-white, a younger him with a woman whose face blurred in the dim light. "Time's a thief. Steals the spark, leaves the limp." Regret hung there,
unspoken
, in the way his shoulders sagged a fraction, the grey streaks framing a face
etched
by choices. Rory felt it
echo
in her own chest, the years she'd buried under deliveries and dodges. Evan’s fists, the
shattered
flat in Cardiff, the train ticket clutched like a lifeline. Silas had offered escape then, but she'd fled further, cutting ties to protect them all.
Now, the weight of it
settled, heavy as the whiskey's afterburn. "You haven't changed,"
she said, though the words tasted false
. "Still playing spymaster in plain sight." He barked a laugh, genuine this time, but it cracked at the edges. "Haven't I? Prague took the field out of me. This?" He gestured to the bar, maps whispering secrets in the corners. "It's the front now. Contacts trickle in, deals in the back room. But the thrill's gone, Rory. Just
echoes
." Echoes. The word landed like a stone in still water. She glanced at the bookshelf, its spines
aligned
too
perfectly
, the hidden latch invisible to outsiders. "Echoes of what? The ops? Or the girl who bunked upstairs, dreaming big?" Silas's gaze hardened, piercing. "Both. You vanished after that first year. No word. Thought Evan got you, or worse, you just outgrew this dive." He tapped the counter, ring flashing. "Regret's a slow poison. Builds up." Her throat tightened. Outgrew. If only. She'd run because staying meant facing the mess, the way Silas's world pulled at her edges, tempting her into shadows she wasn't built for. Quick thinking, yes, but not the cold calculus of a spook. "Poison. Fitting. Dad always warned about men like you. 'They collect regrets like stamps, love.'" "Your da collected verdicts." Silas's voice softened, a rare fracture. "Won most. Lost the important ones." He paused, eyes on her scar's hidden outline. "You could've won yours. Instead, you're hauling chow mein." Heat rose in her cheeks, defensive. "Better than losing myself. You think I don't see it? That limp's not just the knee. It's the
weight
of all those 'necessary' calls." She leaned in, voices dropping as a couple at the end of the bar glanced over. "Prague. What
really
happened there? Eva said it broke you." Silas's jaw set, beard shadowing the clench. He swirled his glass, ice shifting with a crack. "Broke? Operations break agents. Agents break ops." His eyes
flicked
to the door, habitual scan. "A defector turned. My call. Cost a team. Knee was the souvenir." The confession hung, raw, the bar's hum receding further. Rory saw it then, the change: not just age, but the hollow in his posture, the way authority had curdled into isolation.
Once, he'd commanded rooms with
a glance; now, he nursed solitude behind the bar. "And me?"
she pressed, voice threading low
. "Was I one of your ops? Slipping me that key, watching from afar?" He met her stare, unblinking. "Friends don't need ops, Rory. But yeah, I watched. Had to. Evan's type leaves trails." The ring stopped tapping. "You never came back. Left me wondering if I'd failed you too." Regret twisted in her gut, sharp as the whiskey's bite. Failed. The word she'd whispered to mirrors in empty flats, blaming herself for running, for not fighting harder. Silas, with his networks and nods, could've ended Evan with a
whisper
, but she'd refused, preserving the illusion of control.
Now, time mocked them both—her
scarred and scraping by, him limping through ghosts. "You didn't fail,"
she murmured, fingers tracing the glass's edge
. "I did. Chose the safe road. Deliveries over danger." "Safe."
Silas scoffed, but his eyes softened, hazel depths reflecting the neon's green
. "Safe's a lie we tell kids. You were fire, Rory. Still are, under the caution." He pushed the bottle toward her, an offer. "Stay. Flat's yours. No strings this time." She poured, the liquid glugging amber. Temptation curled, warm. The bar felt smaller, walls closing with memories—Eva's laughter, Silas's stories, the pink paint peeling in her mind. But change
loomed
, the
weight
of years demanding reckoning. "No strings? From you?" His smile ghosted, wry. "Strung myself up long ago. What's one more?" The door banged open then, a gust carrying the street's clamour. A man in a trench coat strode in, eyes darting, hand slipping into his pocket. Silas tensed, limp forgotten as he rose, hand inching toward the bar's hidden drawer. Rory's instincts fired, heart
pounding
— not a patron, not tonight. The man's gaze locked on Silas, then her, recognition flashing cold. "Blackwood. We need to talk. Now."
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Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
27
adverbTagCount
1
adverbTags
0
"His ring tapped again [again]"
dialogueSentences
55
tagDensity
0.491
leniency
0.982
rawRatio
0.037
effectiveRatio
0.036
86.08%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
1796
totalAiIsmAdverbs
5
found
0
adverb
"softly"
count
1
1
adverb
"very"
count
1
2
adverb
"slightly"
count
1
3
adverb
"perfectly"
count
1
4
adverb
"really"
count
1
highlights
0
"softly"
1
"very"
2
"slightly"
3
"perfectly"
4
"really"
100.00%
AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0
"Blackwood"
found
(empty)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
(empty)
found
(empty)
33.18%
AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount
1796
totalAiIsms
24
found
0
word
"familiar"
count
2
1
word
"pulse"
count
1
2
word
"weight"
count
4
3
word
"glint"
count
1
4
word
"traced"
count
1
5
word
"unspoken"
count
2
6
word
"etched"
count
1
7
word
"echo"
count
1
8
word
"shattered"
count
1
9
word
"echoes"
count
3
10
word
"aligned"
count
1
11
word
"flicked"
count
1
12
word
"whisper"
count
1
13
word
"tracing"
count
1
14
word
"depths"
count
1
15
word
"loomed"
count
1
16
word
"pounding"
count
1
highlights
0
"familiar"
1
"pulse"
2
"weight"
3
"glint"
4
"traced"
5
"unspoken"
6
"etched"
7
"echo"
8
"shattered"
9
"echoes"
10
"aligned"
11
"flicked"
12
"whisper"
13
"tracing"
14
"depths"
15
"loomed"
16
"pounding"
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
106
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
0
hedgeCount
0
narrationSentences
106
filterMatches
(empty)
hedgeMatches
(empty)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
134
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
48
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
1786
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
19
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
72.76%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
43
wordCount
1230
uniqueNames
14
maxNameDensity
1.54
worstName
"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity
2.5
worstWindowName
"Silas"
discoveredNames
Last
1
Raven
1
Nest
1
Silas
19
Evan
4
Cardiff
2
Set
1
Eva
2
Prague
1
Rory
6
Morse
1
Regret
2
Echoes
1
Heat
1
persons
0
"Raven"
1
"Nest"
2
"Silas"
3
"Evan"
4
"Eva"
5
"Rory"
6
"Regret"
places
0
"Cardiff"
1
"Prague"
globalScore
0.728
windowScore
0.833
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
88
glossingSentenceCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches
1
per1kWords
0.56
wordCount
1786
matches
0
"not just age, but the hollow in his posture, the way authority had curdled int"
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
0
totalSentences
134
matches
(empty)
83.04%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
42
mean
42.52
std
18.74
cv
0.441
sampleLengths
0
75
1
49
2
17
3
30
4
42
5
76
6
39
7
32
8
83
9
17
10
81
11
38
12
51
13
52
14
60
15
32
16
37
17
39
18
32
19
33
20
39
21
14
22
66
23
77
24
16
25
53
26
39
27
36
28
56
29
33
30
56
31
43
32
45
33
20
34
36
35
61
36
19
37
43
38
40
39
12
40
50
41
17
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
0
totalSentences
106
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
0
totalVerbs
232
matches
(empty)
14.93%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
4
semicolonCount
2
flaggedSentences
6
totalSentences
134
ratio
0.045
matches
0
"The bar's underbelly groaned, a hidden mechanism clicking faintly— that secret room, she wagered, still tucked behind the bookshelf."
1
"No need to spell it out; Silas's eyes sharpened, reading the subtext like a dossier."
2
"Once, he'd commanded rooms with a glance; now, he nursed solitude behind the bar."
3
"Now, time mocked them both—her scarred and scraping by, him limping through ghosts."
4
"The bar felt smaller, walls closing with memories—Eva's laughter, Silas's stories, the pink paint peeling in her mind."
5
"Rory's instincts fired, heart pounding— not a patron, not tonight."
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
1237
adjectiveStacks
0
stackExamples
(empty)
adverbCount
29
adverbRatio
0.023443815683104285
lyAdverbCount
7
lyAdverbRatio
0.005658852061438965
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
134
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
134
mean
13.33
std
8.32
cv
0.624
sampleLengths
0
28
1
28
2
19
3
20
4
9
5
20
6
2
7
15
8
11
9
12
10
7
11
10
12
13
13
19
14
10
15
10
16
8
17
27
18
21
19
12
20
1
21
9
22
17
23
18
24
14
25
45
26
8
27
30
28
10
29
7
30
5
31
10
32
40
33
26
34
14
35
17
36
7
37
16
38
7
39
28
40
6
41
27
42
19
43
1
44
3
45
11
46
23
47
22
48
10
49
10
83.83%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
1
diversityRatio
0.5074626865671642
totalSentences
134
uniqueOpeners
68
33.67%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
1
totalSentences
99
matches
0
"Once, he'd commanded rooms with"
ratio
0.01
46.26%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
43
totalSentences
99
matches
0
"She wiped sweat from her"
1
"His silver signet ring glinted"
2
"He moved with that familiar"
3
"He set the pint down"
4
"Her pulse kicked up, a"
5
"She forced a grin, sliding"
6
"He chuckled, a dry rasp"
7
"He leaned on the counter,"
8
"She wrapped her fingers around"
9
"His limp shifted as he"
10
"He nodded, poured himself a"
11
"She laughed, sharp and short."
12
"His gaze dropped to her"
13
"He sipped, eyes steady"
14
"She drained half the whiskey,"
15
"He straightened, limping slightly as"
16
"She'd forgotten that."
17
"She swirled the amber liquid,"
18
"He shrugged, but his fingers"
19
"She flexed her wrist, the"
ratio
0.434
30.71%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
85
totalSentences
99
matches
0
"Rory slammed the delivery bag"
1
"She wiped sweat from her"
2
"The air hung thick with"
3
"Silas emerged from behind the"
4
"His silver signet ring glinted"
5
"He moved with that familiar"
6
"The man pouring a pint"
7
"Silas's voice rolled out low,"
8
"He set the pint down"
9
"Her pulse kicked up, a"
10
"She forced a grin, sliding"
11
"He chuckled, a dry rasp"
12
"The glass scraped the wood,"
13
"He leaned on the counter,"
14
"She wrapped her fingers around"
15
"The burn slid down, familiar"
16
"Silas wiped a rag across"
17
"His limp shifted as he"
18
"Rory traced the rim of"
19
"The Raven's Nest hadn't changed,"
ratio
0.859
100.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
3
totalSentences
99
matches
0
"Now, the air between them"
1
"Now, the weight of it"
2
"Now, time mocked them both—her"
ratio
0.03
100.00%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
50
technicalSentenceCount
3
matches
0
"His gaze dropped to her wrist, lingering on the thin fabric hiding the mark."
1
"Silas had joined sometimes, nursing a gin, dropping hints of old ops like breadcrumbs, his voice weaving tales of Prague shadows and double-crosses."
2
"She'd run because staying meant facing the mess, the way Silas's world pulled at her edges, tempting her into shadows she wasn't built for."
13.89%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
27
uselessAdditionCount
6
matches
0
"He sipped, eyes steady"
1
"She flexed, the scar pulling tight"
2
"she said, though the words tasted false"
3
"she pressed, voice threading low"
4
"she murmured, fingers tracing the glass's edge"
5
"Silas scoffed, but his eyes softened, hazel depths reflecting the neon's green"
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
3
fancyCount
2
fancyTags
0
"she pressed (press)"
1
"she murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences
55
tagDensity
0.055
leniency
0.109
rawRatio
0.667
effectiveRatio
0.073
83.2785%