Run: 2026-03-18-01KM07V0S53ENRNDR9PRD5E173

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20.3s
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$0.018154
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OpenAI

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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance 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="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</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 romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. 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

AI
The first deadbolt shot back with a metallic crack, and Rory’s knife hand jerked up before the chain caught her wrist. The door swung in on a wedge of stale corridor air and a man she had spent three months refusing to think about. Lucien Moreau stood on the threshold in a charcoal suit that had lost a battle with soot, rain, and something darker. One lapel hung half torn. His ivory-handled cane rested against his leg, steady as a threat. Blood marked the collar of his white shirt, a thin red line that had dried near the throat and gone brown at the cuff. His amber eye found her first. The black one followed, unreadable and flat as ink. Rory tightened her grip on the knife. “You’ve got one chance to say this is an emergency.” His gaze dropped to the blade, then rose back to her face. “It is.” “Wrong answer.” She reached for the chain. He lifted one hand, palm out, and the air between them went taut, thick with old arguments and newer damage. “Do not close the door.” A furious yowl exploded behind Rory’s legs. Ptolemy shot through the gap, tabby fur puffed into a striped brush, and launched himself at Lucien’s cane with the righteous violence of a small god. Lucien shifted it out of reach with a smooth flick of the wrist. “Even your cat has poor manners,” he murmured. “Ptolemy has excellent instincts.” Eva’s voice cut from deeper in the flat. “If that’s the French bastard, tell him to bleed somewhere else.” Lucien’s mouth twitched once. Not a smile. Almost worse. Rory kept the chain in place. “You’re outside my flat. After what happened in May. After you vanished.” “I did not vanish.” “You stopped answering calls.” “I said vanish, not commit to a dramatic exit.” He looked past her shoulder, taking in the cramped room behind her, the leaning stacks of books, the curling sheets of notes pinned with safety pins and old train tickets, the chipped mug by the sink with black tea rings baked into the enamel. His gaze snagged on the open grimoires spread across Eva’s table, the candles, the salt lines, the mess of paper charms. “Still keeping your life arranged like a crime scene,” he said. Rory bared her teeth. “Still dressing like a funeral for rich people.” From the back room, Eva appeared in a faded jumper and leggings, a paperback tucked under one arm like a weapon she had not yet bothered to load. She took one look at Lucien and folded her arms. “You’ve got nerve.” “Mrs Cheung’s dumplings would still be hot if I’d arrived for a social call,” he said. “Don’t flatter yourself. If I’d known it was you, I’d have let Rory hit you with the kettle.” Lucien tipped his head with courtly disrespect. “And miss the pleasure of this reunion?” Rory kept the knife low, but she did not put it away. “Talk. Fast.” He glanced at the blade again. His expression did not change, yet something in the set of his jaw tightened, a tiny fracture in all that polish. “Someone breached my office last night. They took a ledger, a seal, and a name.” Eva snorted. “You have ten of each.” “Not this one.” He reached into his ruined inner pocket with slow care and drew out a folded square of cream paper. The edges had gone black, scorched as if they had kissed fire. He held it between two fingers. Rory did not take it. “That’s supposed to impress me?” “Read the name.” She narrowed her eyes. One line of ink slanted across the paper in an elegant hand she knew too well from old books and bad decisions. Laila Carter. Her stomach gave a hard, ugly twist. Eva swore under her breath. “No.” Lucien’s gaze settled on Rory’s face, steady and sharp. “Your old alias has surfaced in a place I would prefer it had not.” “I don’t use that name.” “I know.” “Then why bring it here?” “Because someone else did.” He shifted the paper, and the candlelight caught a ring of ash on his thumb. “They asked for you by that name in my office. They knew where to find me, and they knew what you were to me.” The flat went quiet in the way a room did before glass broke. Rory laughed once, without humour. “What I am to you? That’s rich.” Lucien did not flinch. “Inconvenient, apparently. You left me with no shortage of those.” There it was, the cut beneath the silk. Not anger. Not quite. Something older and meaner, packed tight inside the formal edges of his voice. Eva shifted her weight. “We are not doing this in the doorway.” Rory glanced at her. Eva gave a tiny shrug that said not my circus, but the monkey looks armed. “Come in,” Rory said at last, and stepped back. Lucien crossed the threshold with no sign of relief, only a small, controlled exhale as the lock clicked behind him. He moved with careful economy, cane tapping once against the floorboards before he leaned it against the wall. His suit carried the sharp smell of smoke and expensive cologne, but underneath that sat iron and something sulphurous, a note that made the back of Rory’s throat tighten. Ptolemy circled his ankles, tail lashing. “Your cat likes me less than last time,” Lucien said. “Impossible. He hated you on sight.” The line came out quicker than she meant it to. Lucien’s black eye held hers. “As did you.” Rory slapped the paper from his fingers and caught it before it hit the floor. “Wrong again.” The paper crackled in her fist. Her wrist brushed his coat sleeve, and the contact burned through her skin so fast she almost dropped it. She folded her fingers tighter around the scorched edges. Eva shut the back room door with her heel and leaned against it. “All right. Start from the bit where I do not need a knife.” Lucien glanced at the paper in Rory’s hand, then at the windows, the shelves, the stack of warding chalk by the sink. His gaze paused on the front door. Three deadbolts. A chain. A sigil scratched into the frame with something silver and sharp. “You have improved your security,” he said. “We live in London,” Eva said. “Improving security is cheaper than funeral flowers.” “Wise.” Rory flicked the paper open. The name burned at her in narrow black ink. No, not burned. Written. Sealed. The corners curled inward as if the page had been kissed by heat. Beneath the name sat a second line in a different script, jagged and hard, the sort of writing that did not belong on paper. A ward. Or a command. “What is this?” Lucien’s gaze slid to the line. “A summoning mark.” Eva straightened. “For who?” His mouth flattened. “For me.” Rory looked up. “That’s not possible.” “It is if the writer knows my father’s house.” The room changed. Not by much. Just enough. Rory felt it in the thin prickle at her nape, in the way Ptolemy hissed at the front door and backed under the table with his ears flat. Lucien turned his right hand over. A dark rune shone across the inside of his wrist, fresh enough to still gleam wetly in the light. Eva hissed a breath through her teeth. “That’s not a ward.” “No.” Rory stared at the mark. “It’s a hook.” Lucien’s amber eye sharpened. “At last, something flattering.” “Who did this?” “If I knew, I would not be standing in your front room with blood on my collar.” “And yet here you are.” “Indeed.” He took a step closer to the table, then stopped when Rory’s knife rose a fraction. “You still keep distance with that thing,” he said. “I still know where to put it.” A beat. His gaze dropped to her left wrist. The crescent scar there flashed white under the overhead light, a small old wound she had forgotten she was showing. Lucien’s eyes lingered on it just long enough to make her skin tighten. Then he looked away. “Someone used your name to reach me. They left this at the office. And when I destroyed the first copy, they sent a second.” Eva tapped the paper with one fingernail. “And this gets you here because?” Lucien’s expression changed by the barest degree, enough for Rory to feel it before she named it. Not hesitation. Resistance. “Because your name was on the second seal as well.” Rory let the paper settle in her palm. “You came here because someone wrote my name on a curse.” “I came here because the mark responded to you.” That landed harder than the rest. Eva let out a low, unimpressed sound. “Oh, that is not ominous at all.” Rory folded the paper and shoved it into her pocket. “You should have gone to someone else.” Lucien’s gaze met hers, and for one charged second the room went painfully narrow, all edges and heat and everything they had left half-spoken between bad decisions and worse nights. “There was no one else.” The words sat there between them, stripped clean. No theatre. No silk. Just fact. Rory hated how that moved something low in her chest. She lifted her chin. “You expected sympathy?” “I expected no answer at all.” “That’s the closest thing to an apology I’ve heard from you.” His mouth curved, brief and dangerous. “Do not insult us both.” Eva pushed away from the door and reached for the kettle. “I am getting tea. If either of you start circling each other like feral gulls, I’m charging admission.” “You always did have a gift for hospitality,” Lucien said. “And you always had a talent for arriving uninvited.” Rory turned the knife in her hand, then slid it onto the table beside the chalk. “Who’s hunting you?” Lucien lifted one shoulder. “Someone with access to old names, old roads, and enough arrogance to believe he can tug a half-demon across wards from three streets away.” “Male,” Rory said. Lucien’s gaze narrowed. “You think in patterns. I had forgotten that.” “You’ve forgotten a lot.” That one bit. It showed in the faint hardening around his eyes. Eva set a chipped mug down with a sharp clink. “So, which of your enemies has decided Rory’s flat is the best place to ambush you?” Lucien rested his fingers on the back of the nearest chair. Long hands. Elegant. Blood under the nails. “That is what I intend to discover.” Rory’s laugh came out thin. “By standing in a room full of paper and a cat with murder in his soul?” “By staying where the mark can reach me, and where I can reach it first.” Ptolemy chose that moment to leap from under the table and land on the windowsill with a furious thump. His tail licked like a live wire. Rory followed his stare. Nothing. Just the black glass of the window, the reflection of the room doubled over itself. Then the deadbolt on the front door shuddered. All three of them snapped towards the sound. A second удар rattled the chain. Not a knock. Not a fist. Something heavier. Something testing the lock with patient force. Lucien’s head turned a fraction, listening. Rory’s fingers closed around the knife handle. The front door groaned in its frame. A wet scrape dragged through the wood, low and hungry, as if something on the other side had a claw set under the paint. The sigil Rory had etched into the lintel flared once, bright as a struck match, then spit black smoke into the hall. Eva’s mug slipped in her hand and shattered against the floor. Lucien moved first. He caught Rory by the wrist and hauled her back from the door just as the chain snapped with a metallic scream, and something on the other side hit the wood hard enough to split it from the lock outward.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags11
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences83
tagDensity0.133
leniency0.265
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2000
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
77.50% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2000
totalAiIsms9
found
0
word"unreadable"
count1
1
word"stomach"
count1
2
word"silk"
count2
3
word"weight"
count1
4
word"flicked"
count1
5
word"charged"
count1
6
word"etched"
count1
7
word"shattered"
count1
highlights
0"unreadable"
1"stomach"
2"silk"
3"weight"
4"flicked"
5"charged"
6"etched"
7"shattered"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences153
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences153
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences225
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen44
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2000
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions18
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
42.93% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions76
wordCount1401
uniqueNames6
maxNameDensity2.14
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory30
Moreau1
Lucien24
Eva16
Carter1
Ptolemy4
persons
0"Rory"
1"Moreau"
2"Lucien"
3"Eva"
4"Carter"
5"Ptolemy"
places(empty)
globalScore0.429
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences89
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.5
wordCount2000
matches
0"not my circus, but the monkey looks armed"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences225
matches
0"chose that moment"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs128
mean15.63
std14.29
cv0.915
sampleLengths
021
123
276
37
410
512
62
72
825
95
1046
118
124
138
1411
159
1618
174
184
199
2065
2111
2212
2338
243
2516
2618
2714
2814
2927
3015
317
323
3337
3410
353
3626
372
387
396
4023
415
422
435
4443
4513
4612
4714
4825
4912
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences153
matches
0"been kissed"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs223
matches
0"was showing"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences225
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1403
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount41
adverbRatio0.029223093371347115
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.003563791874554526
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences225
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences225
mean8.89
std7.34
cv0.826
sampleLengths
021
123
221
35
411
524
66
79
87
910
1012
112
122
135
1420
155
167
1726
1813
198
204
218
2211
234
243
252
266
2712
284
294
309
3144
3221
3311
344
358
3628
3710
383
3916
4018
417
427
4312
442
456
4621
4715
482
495
46.00% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats9
diversityRatio0.28888888888888886
totalSentences225
uniqueOpeners65
81.97% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences122
matches
0"Then he looked away."
1"Just the black glass of"
2"Then the deadbolt on the"
ratio0.025
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount28
totalSentences122
matches
0"His ivory-handled cane rested against"
1"His amber eye found her"
2"His gaze dropped to the"
3"She reached for the chain."
4"He lifted one hand, palm"
5"He looked past her shoulder,"
6"His gaze snagged on the"
7"She took one look at"
8"He glanced at the blade"
9"His expression did not change,"
10"He reached into his ruined"
11"He held it between two"
12"She narrowed her eyes."
13"Her stomach gave a hard,"
14"He shifted the paper, and"
15"He moved with careful economy,"
16"His suit carried the sharp"
17"Her wrist brushed his coat"
18"She folded her fingers tighter"
19"His gaze paused on the"
ratio0.23
21.48% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount107
totalSentences122
matches
0"The first deadbolt shot back"
1"The door swung in on"
2"Lucien Moreau stood on the"
3"His ivory-handled cane rested against"
4"Blood marked the collar of"
5"His amber eye found her"
6"The black one followed, unreadable"
7"Rory tightened her grip on"
8"His gaze dropped to the"
9"She reached for the chain."
10"He lifted one hand, palm"
11"A furious yowl exploded behind"
12"Ptolemy shot through the gap,"
13"Lucien shifted it out of"
14"Eva’s voice cut from deeper"
15"Lucien’s mouth twitched once."
16"Rory kept the chain in"
17"He looked past her shoulder,"
18"His gaze snagged on the"
19"Rory bared her teeth."
ratio0.877
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences122
matches(empty)
ratio0
86.83% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences51
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"Lucien Moreau stood on the threshold in a charcoal suit that had lost a battle with soot, rain, and something darker."
1"Blood marked the collar of his white shirt, a thin red line that had dried near the throat and gone brown at the cuff."
2"His suit carried the sharp smell of smoke and expensive cologne, but underneath that sat iron and something sulphurous, a note that made the back of Rory’s thro…"
3"A wet scrape dragged through the wood, low and hungry, as if something on the other side had a claw set under the paint."
79.55% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags11
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"He shifted, and the candlelight caught a ring of ash on his thumb"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags10
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences83
tagDensity0.12
leniency0.241
rawRatio0.1
effectiveRatio0.024
87.8752%