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Run: 2026-03-06-01KK1H78RVPTRGV9KX4YWFMXF3
Run Details
Model:
GPT-5.4
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Literary fiction: old friends reunite
Duration:
1m 23s
Cost:
$0.047704
Provider:
OpenAI
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
97.94%
AI-ism adverb frequency
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
(details)
81.47%
AI-ism word frequency
(details)
100.00%
Cliché density
(details)
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
(details)
100.00%
Filter word density
(details)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
(details)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
(details)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
(details)
83.33%
Name drop frequency
(details)
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
(details)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
(details)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
(details)
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
(details)
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
(details)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
(details)
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
(details)
93.57%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
(details)
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
(details)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
(details)
42.68%
Sentence opener variety
(details)
100.00%
Adverb-first sentence starts
(details)
98.05%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
(details)
66.71%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
30.49%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Technical jargon density
(details)
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
93.1415%
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 nearly dropped the tray
when the man at the far end of the bar laughed.
The sound cut through the
clink of glass and the low thrum of voices with a clean, cruel edge. Not loud. Not special. Yet it struck some buried wire in her and set the whole old machine trembling.
She steadied the pints against
her hip, turned, and saw him in the mirror behind the bottles before she let herself
look
straight on. Evan. For a beat, everything held. The polished taps.
The green bottle necks lined
like soldiers.
The old maps on the
walls of the Raven's Nest, their edges curling under the dim lamps. Then the room surged back. Someone called for another round. A stool scraped.
Ice knocked glass with a
bright, brittle chime. "Rory."
Silas had appeared beside her
without fuss, his silver signet ring catching the light as he took the tray from her hands. He never hovered.
That was what made it
matter when he did. "You've gone pale." "I know him."
Silas followed her line of
sight. His face did not change, not in any way most people would see. One brow shifted by a hair. That was all. "The one in the navy coat." "Yes." "Ex?" She gave one small nod.
Silas set the tray down
with care. "Kitchen. Two minutes. Breathe first, decide second." "I'm not hiding." "I didn't say hide."
He pushed a clean glass
towards a waiting customer, took payment, and folded himself back into the work of the bar as though nothing had happened.
That, too, was one of
his talents.
He could make privacy in
a crowded room. Rory wiped her palms on her black jeans and picked up the tray again, if only to have something in her hands.
She crossed the floor before
she could talk herself out of it. He looked older, of course. Everyone did, if you knew where to
look
. The face held, the posture held, but time had put its thumb on him.
His blond hair, once too
carefully
styled, lay shorter now, rough at the edges. His jaw had sharpened. There was a faint scar near his chin she did not remember.
He wore money more quietly
than before. No loud watch. No smug cufflinks.
Just a dark navy wool
coat over a white shirt open at the throat.
He turned as she stopped
by his table, and in that instant she saw the shock land cleanly. Not performed. Not useful. Real. "Rory."
She set down the empty
glasses she had collected from another table. "You said that already." His mouth twitched. Not quite a smile. "You always did hate wasted words." "I learned from the best. You used to charge interest on every one."
He stood halfway, uncertain whether
the old manners still applied, then sat again when she did not offer him a softer road. Up close, his eyes looked tired. That was new. Evan had once moved through rooms as if tiredness were a tax for other people. "I didn't know you worked here." "I didn't know you drank here." "I don't. Usually."
He glanced around at the
photographs and maps, the shelves of bottles, the green neon glow bleeding in from the entrance. "A colleague dragged me in after dinner." "Dragged?" "He has poor judgement." "Then you must get on." That won him a full smile, brief and strange on his altered face. It vanished fast. "You
look
well." "I
look
employed." "You
look
..." He stopped. "Go on." "Different." "Thank God." A server from another section cut past them. Rory shifted so the tray did not knock his shoulder. The bar swelled and tightened around them. At a corner table, two women argued over a cigarette machine token. Near the door, a man in a camel coat laughed into his phone as though no one else existed. Behind the bar, Silas polished a glass he had already polished once. Evan folded his hands on the table. Rory noticed at once that he no longer wore the old signet ring from his father, the one he used to tap on every surface when he wanted everyone to know he
was waiting
. "You live in London now?" "Above the bar." He blinked. "You live above a bar." "Don't sound so wounded by it." "I didn't mean that." "What did you mean?"
He looked at her, and
for the first time he
seemed to
understand that the
old trick, that smooth drift from statement to
charm
, would not serve him here. "I meant I pictured you somewhere else." She laughed once. "So did I."
He sat back as if
the line had landed harder than she meant. Good, a mean little part of her thought. Let him have one inch of discomfort. Let him wear it properly. She should have moved on. Taken another order. Let the past be one more sour thing stored in old wood. Instead she heard herself say, "What are you doing in Soho?" "Work." "That vague?" "Law." That made her still. "You stayed with it." "I did." The answer carried no pride. That surprised her more than if he had boasted. She shifted the tray to her other hand. Her left wrist ached where the old crescent scar sat pale against the skin. It always did when she tensed, as if memory wanted a body. "I almost did." "I know." "No, you don't." "Your father rang mine after you left Cardiff." That hit with the force of a shove. She kept her face level. "Of course he did." "They were worried." "They were embarrassed." "Both can be true." She leaned one hand on the back of the empty chair opposite him but did not sit. "You don't get to explain my family to me." "No." He looked down at the table. "No, I don't." The music changed. Something older, all brushed drums and smoke. Someone opened the front door and street noise sliced in, taxi horn,
footsteps
, the brief snarl of a siren.
Then the door shut and
the bar sealed itself again. "You vanished," he said. "I left." "Without a word." "I'd used up all my words." He breathed out through his nose. "That sounds like me as well." "You said it, not I." "I know what I said." "Do you?"
Now he looked at her
properly. "Every rotten line." Silas arrived with a fresh whisky for Evan and a soda water for Rory she had not asked for. He set them down. "On the house, for opposite reasons." Evan glanced up. "Do I want to know what that means?" "No." Silas's hazel eyes rested on him a second too long,
measured
him, filed him, and moved on. His limp barely showed as he crossed back to the bar. "Your boss doesn't care for me." "He's got instincts." "He usually right?" "Painfully." Evan took the whisky but did not drink. "I deserve that." "Do you want me to say no?" "No." Rory picked up the soda, more to give her hands work than from thirst. The glass sweated into her palm. She looked at him over the rim and saw the younger man beneath the older one, layered there like an old photograph under water. University library. Coffee gone cold. His hand on the nape of her neck steering her with a
tenderness
that always had direction hidden inside it. A joke at her expense in front of his friends. Apologies that arrived polished and late. That old bright cage. "You cut your hair," he said. "So did you." "Mine was surrender." "Mine was strategy." That almost made him laugh again, but he checked it. "What happened to us?" he asked. Rory set the glass down. "You don't ask that like a man who was present." A flush crept up his throat. There it was, then. Not confidence. Shame. Thin but genuine. "I was cruel." "You were precise." "I don't know if that's better." "It isn't." "No." He rubbed a thumb over the side of the whisky glass. "I thought if I pushed hard enough, we'd become what I wanted." "What did you want, Evan?" He answered too fast. "The same things everyone did." "That's not an answer." He held her gaze, then gave the truth as if it cost him. "I wanted a life that looked right from the outside. Chambers. Marriage. The proper address. Proper dinners. Your mind beside mine, but never ahead of it. Your ambition, trimmed to fit. You saw that before I did." Rory felt a cold, clear stillness settle in her chest. Not peace. Something sterner. "At least one of us was awake." "I loved you." She barked a laugh sharp enough to turn the head of a man at the next stool. "No. Don't use that word like air freshener." A woman at the end of the bar glanced over, curious. Rory lowered her voice,
not from mercy but control
. "You loved ownership. You loved being admired. You loved the version of me that made you feel taller." His jaw tightened. "That's fair." "Fair?" She leaned in. "You used to call me dramatic when I cried. You read my messages. You told me Eva was poison because she noticed what you were. You made every room smaller and called it care. Fair has nothing to do with it." He closed his eyes for one beat, then opened them. "I stopped drinking." The sentence landed oddly between them. She straightened. "Congratulations." "It's not a plea." "Then what is it?" "A fact. Part of the answer." He pushed the whisky away, untouched. Rory looked at it, then at him. "How long?" "Three years." "And before that?" He gave a humourless smile. "Before that I gave speeches about moderation with a bottle in my desk." That tracked. Too well. "I lost the job at Fairchild & Wyne." "The magic circle firm your mother dined out on?" "That one." "What did you do?" "What I always did. I mistook
charm
for immunity." His fingers tapped the table once, then stilled, as though he had caught himself
echoing
an old habit. "A client complained. Then another. Then there were numbers that didn't match and nights I couldn't account for and a partner who decided I'd become expensive." Rory watched him. No self-pity. No plea for rescue. Just a brutal inventory. "So you fell." "Not all at once. The elegant version first. The rest followed." The door opened again. This time the cold of the street came in with a woman in a red scarf and two men arguing over a taxi. Perfume, damp wool, city grit. The room shifted to absorb them. Glasses flashed. Someone fed coins into the jukebox with unnecessary force. "And now?" Rory asked. "A smaller firm. Compliance work." She stared. "You. Compliance." "Life enjoys a joke." "That one has teeth." "It does." He looked around the bar again. "And you?" She could have given him the easy version. Delivery shifts at the Golden Empress. The flat upstairs. The bar work for extra cash. Long days. Bad radiators. London making room for her inch by inch. But something in his stripped-down honesty, however late, demanded its own shape. "I left Cardiff because if I stayed, I would've mistaken survival for a future." She
traced
one finger over the damp ring her glass had left on the wood. "I came here because Eva told me to get on the train and stop being noble about my own ruin. I carried takeaway bags for Yu-Fei until my feet bled. I learned shortcuts. I learned which men hear no as a negotiation and which hear it as a wall. Silas gave me shifts when I needed cash and
silence
when I needed more than that." "You sound..." He stopped himself, wary now of the wrong word. "Go on." "Solid." That sat better than well. Better than happy. She let it. "I am." He nodded. "I can see that." For a moment neither spoke. Not because they had run out of words, but because each one had to clear a field of debris before crossing. Then Evan said, "I looked for you once." Rory's
eyes narrowed
. "When." "After rehab." The word entered the space between them like a priest no one had invited. "You don't have to make that face." "What face?" "The one that says confession is theatre." "Isn't it?" He flinched. Small, involuntary. "I asked Eva where you were. She told me if I came within twenty feet of you she'd break my nose." "She always did know how to phrase
affection
." "I believed her." "Wise." "I wasn't looking to start again." "Then why
look
?" His hand tightened around nothing. "Because sobriety is full of paperwork. Lists of damage. Names. You write them down so you can't lie to yourself about what you've broken." Rory said nothing. "Your name sat at the top for months," he said. "I thought if I apologised, properly, it might..." He shook his head. "No. That's dishonest. I thought it might lighten the load. Mine, not yours. So I left it. First decent choice I'd made in years." There it was. Not redemption. Not even grace.
Just accuracy, blunt as a
blade. Rory glanced towards the bar. Silas
was speaking
to a heavyset man in a charcoal suit near the till. The man's smile showed too many teeth. Silas did not smile back. "I don't forgive you," she said. "I know." "I don't owe you closure." "I know that too." "But I am glad you know what you did." He looked at her as though the sentence itself hurt and healed in the same touch. "That's more than I had any right to expect." A crash split the room. Not a dropped glass. Heavier. Wood striking wood. Heads turned as one. The man in the charcoal suit had grabbed Silas by the front of his shirt across the bar, dragging him forward hard enough to knock bottles together on the shelf behind. A second man rose from a booth near the bookshelf at the back wall, his chair toppling with a crack. The first had the broad neck and pale knuckles of a man who trusted force before speech. The second held one hand inside his coat. Silas's voice carried, low and dangerous. "Take your hand off me." The charcoal-suited man bared his teeth. "You should've answered the phone, Blackwood." Chairs scraped. Conversations died mid-word. Rory's tray hit the floor, glass skittering in bright, frantic circles. Evan was already on his feet when the second man drew the gun.
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Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
18
adverbTagCount
2
adverbTags
0
"He glanced around [around]"
1
"He looked around [around]"
dialogueSentences
149
tagDensity
0.121
leniency
0.242
rawRatio
0.111
effectiveRatio
0.027
97.94%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
2429
totalAiIsmAdverbs
1
found
0
adverb
"carefully"
count
1
highlights
0
"carefully"
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)
81.47%
AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount
2429
totalAiIsms
9
found
0
word
"charm"
count
2
1
word
"footsteps"
count
1
2
word
"measured"
count
1
3
word
"tenderness"
count
1
4
word
"echoing"
count
1
5
word
"traced"
count
1
6
word
"silence"
count
1
7
word
"affection"
count
1
highlights
0
"charm"
1
"footsteps"
2
"measured"
3
"tenderness"
4
"echoing"
5
"traced"
6
"silence"
7
"affection"
100.00%
Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches
1
maxInWindow
1
found
0
label
"eyes widened/narrowed"
count
1
highlights
0
"eyes narrowed"
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells
0
narrationSentences
197
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
1
hedgeCount
1
narrationSentences
197
filterMatches
0
"look"
hedgeMatches
0
"seemed to"
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
328
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
66
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
2429
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
20
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
83.33%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
41
wordCount
1580
uniqueNames
8
maxNameDensity
1.01
worstName
"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity
2.5
worstWindowName
"Rory"
discoveredNames
Raven
1
Nest
1
Silas
10
Evan
8
Rory
16
Golden
1
Empress
1
Let
3
persons
0
"Raven"
1
"Silas"
2
"Evan"
3
"Rory"
places
0
"Golden"
globalScore
0.994
windowScore
0.833
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
104
glossingSentenceCount
1
matches
0
"appeared beside her without fuss, his silver signet ring catching the light as he took the tray from her hands"
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches
1
per1kWords
0.412
wordCount
2429
matches
0
"not from mercy but control"
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
1
totalSentences
328
matches
0
"understand that the"
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
187
mean
12.99
std
17.02
cv
1.31
sampleLengths
0
16
1
62
2
1
3
53
4
1
5
34
6
3
7
3
8
28
9
6
10
1
11
1
12
5
13
14
14
3
15
4
16
41
17
34
18
84
19
23
20
1
21
16
22
13
23
13
24
46
25
6
26
6
27
31
28
1
29
4
30
5
31
16
32
3
33
3
34
4
35
2
36
1
37
2
38
68
39
41
40
5
41
3
42
7
43
6
44
4
45
4
46
29
47
7
48
6
49
33
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
0
totalSentences
197
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
2
totalVerbs
261
matches
0
"was waiting"
1
"was speaking"
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
0
semicolonCount
0
flaggedSentences
0
totalSentences
328
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
93.57%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
1584
adjectiveStacks
0
stackExamples
(empty)
adverbCount
75
adverbRatio
0.04734848484848485
lyAdverbCount
9
lyAdverbRatio
0.005681818181818182
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
328
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
328
mean
7.41
std
7.32
cv
0.989
sampleLengths
0
16
1
19
2
2
3
2
4
15
5
24
6
1
7
5
8
3
9
7
10
17
11
5
12
5
13
3
14
8
15
1
16
22
17
3
18
9
19
3
20
3
21
6
22
13
23
6
24
3
25
6
26
1
27
1
28
5
29
7
30
7
31
3
32
4
33
26
34
7
35
8
36
22
37
12
38
5
39
8
40
14
41
14
42
4
43
12
44
7
45
3
46
3
47
14
48
18
49
2
42.68%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
24
diversityRatio
0.28353658536585363
totalSentences
328
uniqueOpeners
93
100.00%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
7
totalSentences
164
matches
0
"Then the room surged back."
1
"Just a dark navy wool"
2
"Instead she heard herself say,"
3
"Then the door shut and"
4
"Just a brutal inventory."
5
"Then Evan said,"
6
"Just accuracy, blunt as a"
ratio
0.043
98.05%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
50
totalSentences
164
matches
0
"She steadied the pints against"
1
"He never hovered."
2
"His face did not change,"
3
"She gave one small nod."
4
"He pushed a clean glass"
5
"He could make privacy in"
6
"She crossed the floor before"
7
"He looked older, of course."
8
"His blond hair, once too"
9
"His jaw had sharpened."
10
"He wore money more quietly"
11
"He turned as she stopped"
12
"She set down the empty"
13
"His mouth twitched."
14
"He stood halfway, uncertain whether"
15
"He glanced around at the"
16
"It vanished fast."
17
"He looked at her, and"
18
"She laughed once."
19
"He sat back as if"
ratio
0.305
66.71%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
129
totalSentences
164
matches
0
"Rory nearly dropped the tray"
1
"The sound cut through the"
2
"She steadied the pints against"
3
"The polished taps."
4
"The green bottle necks lined"
5
"The old maps on the"
6
"Someone called for another round."
7
"A stool scraped."
8
"Ice knocked glass with a"
9
"Silas had appeared beside her"
10
"He never hovered."
11
"That was what made it"
12
"Silas followed her line of"
13
"His face did not change,"
14
"That was all."
15
"She gave one small nod."
16
"Silas set the tray down"
17
"He pushed a clean glass"
18
"That, too, was one of"
19
"He could make privacy in"
ratio
0.787
30.49%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
1
totalSentences
164
matches
0
"Now he looked at her"
ratio
0.006
100.00%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
56
technicalSentenceCount
1
matches
0
"He held her gaze, then gave the truth as if it cost him."
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
18
uselessAdditionCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
8
fancyCount
1
fancyTags
0
"she heard (hear)"
dialogueSentences
149
tagDensity
0.054
leniency
0.107
rawRatio
0.125
effectiveRatio
0.013
93.1415%