Run: 2026-03-18-01KM0953K47G14NS9JHBHFM1KF

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Duration:
29.8s
Cost:
$0.024880
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OpenAI

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Mystery 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="4416" name="Detective Harlow Quinn" aliases="Quinn, Detective Quinn, Harlow" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Antagonist"> <eyeColor>brown</eyeColor> <hair>closely cropped salt-and-pepper</hair> <height>5'9"</height> <age>41</age> <jawline>sharp jaw</jawline> <watch>worn leather watch on her left wrist</watch> <bearing>military precision</bearing> <description>A Metropolitan Police detective with 18 years of decorated service who suspects the clique is involved in criminal activity.</description> <backstory>She lost her partner, DS Morris, during a case three years ago under unexplained circumstances that had supernatural origins she doesn't yet understand.</backstory> </character> <character id="4414" name="Eva Kowalski" aliases="Eva, Evie" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Best Friend"> <eyeColor>green</eyeColor> <hair>curly red</hair> <height>5'4"</height> <age>26</age> <glasses>round glasses</glasses> <satchel>worn leather satchel full of books</satchel> <freckles>freckled complexion</freckles> <nervousHabit>tucking hair behind her left ear</nervousHabit> <description>Aurora's childhood friend and an occult researcher.</description> <backstory>Moved to London two years before Aurora and works as a research assistant at the British Museum's restricted archives. She holds a master's degree in Ancient History from Oxford.</backstory> </character> <location id="856" name="The Veil Market" aliases="Veil Market, the Market, underground market" realm="Earth"> <currentLocation>abandoned Tube station beneath Camden</currentLocation> <entryRequirement>bone token</entryRequirement> <schedule>moves locations every full moon</schedule> <description>A hidden supernatural black market that sells enchanted goods, banned alchemical substances, and information.</description> </location> <item id="2004" name="Veil Compass" aliases="the Compass, shadow compass" type="Tool" origin="The Veil Market"> <casingMaterial>small brass compass</casingMaterial> <faceMarkings>face etched with protective sigils</faceMarkings> <needle>points toward the nearest supernatural rift or portal</needle> <patina>casing has a patina of verdigris</patina> <creator>crafted by a Shade artisan</creator> <description>A compass attuned to supernatural energy.</description> </item> </codex> <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 mystery genre. A detective arrives at a crime scene in an unusual location. Something is wrong — the evidence doesn't add up. A colleague is present, offering a different interpretation. Through careful observation and deduction, the detective begins to see what others have missed. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
Quinn caught the forensic tent before it slapped her face and ducked under the tape. “Keep your feet where they are.” She stopped with one boot on the platform lip and looked down at the body. The dead man lay half in shadow, half under the station’s cracked strip lights, his arm bent wrong beneath him and his mouth working at nothing. A dark stain spread beneath his ribs, not broad enough for the wound people liked to imagine when they panicked. The abandoned Tube station beneath Camden breathed old concrete, rust, and something sharper underneath, a bitter, metallic tang that sat on the back of the tongue. Graffiti crawled over the tiles. Old adverts stared from the walls with their faces scraped out. Beyond the cordon, the Veil Market had gone half-struck, stalls shuttered with black tarps and charms hanging from the frames, little rows of bells, teeth, bright thread, and paper knots that moved whenever someone passed too close. Detective Sergeant Priya Sethi stood by the fallen man with a torch in one hand and a coffee in the other. She wore her hair in a tight knot and a dark raincoat that had seen too many cold rooms. Her eyes flicked to Quinn, then back to the corpse. “Your lot keep better company than mine.” Quinn crouched beside the body and angled her shoulder against the crowd control barrier. Her left wrist turned, and the worn leather watch gave one dry tick-tock against her sleeve. “This isn’t my lot. It’s a body.” Priya snorted and crouched the other side, careful not to disturb the chalk ring around the corpse. “Found by a stallholder at first light. Said the man stumbled out of nowhere, dropped there like a sack, and bled out before anyone could touch him. Market runners cleared the place. Nobody saw a face.” Quinn’s gaze travelled from the dead man’s shoes to the platform dust, then to the ring of chalk. The line looked bright against the grime, but not fresh. Someone had drawn it with a steady hand, and drawn it after the body had already landed. “Stumbled where?” Priya tilted her chin towards the tunnel mouth behind them. “Service passage. The one with the padlock on it. Nobody gets through without a token.” Quinn leaned in. The dead man wore expensive wool, cut well enough to flatter a man with money and poor taste. His cuffs showed no soot from the tunnel, no oil from the rails. One shoe held a shard of blue tile in its tread, the other carried fine white dust, the sort that clung to plaster. Different routes. Different surfaces. One body. Her gaze moved to his hands. No sign of the roughness that came from hauling himself through a narrow passage. No torn nails. No bruises on the knuckles. “He didn’t come through the service passage.” Priya glanced down at the shoes, then at Quinn. “Then how do you explain the token?” Quinn looked up sharply. Priya reached into an evidence pouch and held up a sliver of bone on a thin cord. It had a crude knot burnt through one end and dark grease at the edges from too many hands. “Pulled from his pocket. Entry token for the Market. Clean as you like, apart from the blood.” Quinn took it between thumb and forefinger. The bone felt warm through her glove, as if it had only just left a pocket. She sniffed it once, quick. Old smoke. Almond oil. And under that, a damp, sour note that did not belong in any sane place. “This got planted.” Priya’s mouth tightened. “Or he used it.” Quinn set the cord down on the evidence sheet and looked at the dead man’s collar. A clean crescent marked the fabric beneath the left ear, a pale groove where a chain or pendant had rested. The skin there showed one neat puncture, no wider than a pin head. No gash. No tearing. The stain under the ribs had nothing to do with the cause of death. She stood and paced the ring, slow, counting the steps between the body and the platform edge. Three paces. Too neat. The chalk line cut across one heel, then curved around the shoulders. Whoever drew it had worked around the corpse, not before it. That mattered. It always mattered. “Who called it in?” “One of the stallholders. He heard a thump behind the shutters, found the body, and ran to the station clerk. Clerk rang it through to us before dawn.” Priya took a sip of coffee and grimaced. “Then your people turned up and started talking about rifts.” “My people?” “The occult choir.” Priya nodded towards the far end of the platform, where two men in grey coats stood beside a stainless steel trolley. “They’ve already decided he got pulled through a tear in the veil. Said as much before they’d even checked his pulse.” Quinn followed the nod. The Veil Market’s own wardens kept their distance from the body, but one of them had placed a small brass compass on the trolley tray as if it belonged in a display case rather than a murder scene. Its face caught the station light and flashed green where verdigris thickened around the casing. The needle jerked, settled, then jerked again. Quinn held out her hand. Priya gave her the compass without a word. The brass sat cool in her palm. Protective sigils edged the face, fine as scratches on old glass. The needle did not point north. It pointed, hard and eager, towards the tiled wall behind the dead man. Quinn turned. The wall showed a faded poster for a seaside holiday, long dead in its frame. Behind it, the tiles looked different, newer by decades if not by weeks. A rectangle of fresh grout ran near the skirting, almost hidden by grime. Someone had made a repair where no repair belonged. The wall around it held no dust, not even in the shallow seam above the strip light. Someone had cleaned it. Recently. Priya saw the angle of Quinn’s stare and gave a small shrug. “The compass does that? It reacts to whatever tore the air. That’s what the occult lot said.” Quinn walked to the wall and ran her gloved fingertips along the edge of the repaired rectangle. Fine grit clung to her glove. Plaster. Fresh. Not old station dust, not market dirt. A service panel sat behind the poster, built into the wall and then hidden. She reached for the poster corner. “Don’t.” A voice snapped from the far end of the platform. One of the wardens, a long-faced man with silver rings in both ears, crossed his arms and frowned. “That panel binds the lower passage. Touch it and the tether breaks.” Quinn did not look at him. “Then your tether’s already loose.” The man’s face hardened. “We found a dead man in the Market. A token on his body. A seal on the wall. That sequence has a meaning.” “It does.” Priya’s brows rose. Quinn slid the compass towards the hidden panel. The needle jumped so hard it rattled against the glass. “Someone wanted us looking at the body. They drew the circle to sell us a ritual killing. They left the token to sell us a Market dispute. They sealed the panel to keep us from asking why the wall’s newer than the rest of the station.” Priya folded her arms. “And your answer?” Quinn pointed at the corpse. “His shoes.” Priya stared at her. Quinn crouched again and pressed two fingers to the soles. The left heel wore a line of black grease and tiny flakes of white paint. The right sole held fine copper dust. She lifted the hem of the dead man’s trouser leg. The cuff had a smear of pale green on it, the same shade as the verdigris crusting the compass. “Service tunnels use copper pipes. That dust comes from the maintenance crawl, not the platform. White paint from a station marker, fresh enough to keep a finger mark. The left heel picked up machine grease from a lift shaft. He moved through the underworks, not the Market.” Priya looked from the shoes to the panel. “So he came in through the back.” “No.” Quinn straightened. “He came out through it, and someone dragged him here to make a story.” The warden’s mouth tightened. “We checked the service route. It locked from inside.” Quinn gave him a narrow glance. “Then someone opened it from the inside, shut it after, and drew a neat little ring round him so everyone would keep their hands off the wrong part of the room.” Priya finished her coffee, crushed the cup in one fist, and dropped it into a bag. “You’re saying the body’s a curtain.” “I’m saying the curtain’s hiding the knife.” A murmur ran through the stallholders behind the cordon. One of them, a woman in a patched velvet coat, clutched a bundle of charms close to her chest and backed away from the platform edge. Another set his palm against the wall as if he could feel something breathing through the tile. Quinn looked back at the corpse. His right hand had curled tight around a scrap of black cloth. She eased it open with the tip of a pen. Inside lay a sliver of brass, no bigger than a thumbnail, stamped with a broken star. Priya saw it and went still. “Where did that come from?” Quinn held the sliver under the strip light. The metal bore a faint green stain, the same verdigris found on the compass casing. A maker’s mark sat on the underside, half filed away. Not market stock. Not a charm. A tool fragment. A gear tooth, perhaps. She placed it beside the compass and lined the edges up. They matched. The compass needle shivered. Quinn’s head lifted. The wall behind the poster had begun to hum, a low vibration that travelled through the tiles and into her boots. The repaired rectangle showed a hairline crack, thin as a vein. Dust slid from the seam. Then another crack split above it, fast and sharp, and cold air leaked through, carrying the smell of wet stone and burned paper. Priya stepped back. “That wasn’t there a second ago.” “No.” The warden took one step forward and stopped. His rings clinked against each other. “The tether’s failing.” Quinn snatched the compass from the trolley and drove its point against the cracked tile. The needle whipped round and pinned itself at the seam. Beneath the poster, something knocked once from the other side. A second knock hit harder. The dead man’s fingers jerked. Priya saw it and swore under her breath. Quinn dropped the compass and grabbed the corpse’s wrist. The skin moved under her glove. Not a twitch. A pull. Something under the body hauled at the joint, slow and deliberate, as if a hand had found the dead man from the far side of the wall and taken hold. The crack widened with a sharp, wet sound. A black line split the repaired tile from top to bottom. Cold air punched through. The poster tore in half and slapped against the platform in a burst of dust and grit. From the gap came a low voice, too faint for words, all breath and hunger and movement. Priya drew her weapon. “Quinn.” The wall bulged inward. Something pressed against the tile from behind, and then the panel blew out in a spray of plaster and white dust, the service tunnel beyond opening like a mouth as a pale hand clawed through the broken edge.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags3
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences39
tagDensity0.077
leniency0.154
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
97.43% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1942
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"sharply"
count1
highlights
0"sharply"
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)
87.13% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1942
totalAiIsms5
found
0
word"flicked"
count1
1
word"pulse"
count1
2
word"velvet"
count1
3
word"could feel"
count1
4
word"charm"
count1
highlights
0"flicked"
1"pulse"
2"velvet"
3"could feel"
4"charm"
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
narrationSentences146
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences146
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences182
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen47
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1942
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions8
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions56
wordCount1514
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity1.65
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Tube1
Camden1
Veil2
Market2
Sergeant1
Priya19
Sethi1
Quinn25
One4
persons
0"Camden"
1"Market"
2"Sergeant"
3"Priya"
4"Sethi"
5"Quinn"
places
0"One"
globalScore0.674
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences98
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1942
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences182
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs87
mean22.32
std22.57
cv1.011
sampleLengths
015
16
261
379
450
57
630
77
817
936
1045
112
1210
1315
1491
157
169
177
184
1936
2017
2147
223
233
244
2567
2649
274
2846
292
3045
3164
3213
3337
3474
3512
3617
3746
386
391
4028
4112
426
435
444
4523
462
4721
4846
494
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences146
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs218
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences182
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1517
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"bent wrong beneath him"
adverbCount37
adverbRatio0.024390243902439025
lyAdverbCount3
lyAdverbRatio0.001977587343441002
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences182
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences182
mean10.67
std8.78
cv0.823
sampleLengths
015
16
215
326
420
526
65
711
837
921
1019
1110
127
1314
1416
157
1617
1736
1818
1910
2017
212
2210
2315
243
2518
2613
2723
282
292
302
316
3214
333
345
357
369
377
384
3917
4019
4117
427
4316
445
452
462
4715
483
493
46.89% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats8
diversityRatio0.3076923076923077
totalSentences182
uniqueOpeners56
25.84% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences129
matches
0"Then another crack split above"
ratio0.008
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount18
totalSentences129
matches
0"She stopped with one boot"
1"She wore her hair in"
2"Her eyes flicked to Quinn,"
3"Her left wrist turned, and"
4"His cuffs showed no soot"
5"Her gaze moved to his"
6"It had a crude knot"
7"She sniffed it once, quick."
8"She stood and paced the"
9"It always mattered."
10"Its face caught the station"
11"It pointed, hard and eager,"
12"She reached for the poster"
13"She lifted the hem of"
14"His right hand had curled"
15"She eased it open with"
16"She placed it beside the"
17"His rings clinked against each"
ratio0.14
45.27% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount107
totalSentences129
matches
0"Quinn caught the forensic tent"
1"She stopped with one boot"
2"The dead man lay half"
3"A dark stain spread beneath"
4"The abandoned Tube station beneath"
5"Graffiti crawled over the tiles."
6"Detective Sergeant Priya Sethi stood"
7"She wore her hair in"
8"Her eyes flicked to Quinn,"
9"Quinn crouched beside the body"
10"Her left wrist turned, and"
11"Priya snorted and crouched the"
12"Quinn’s gaze travelled from the"
13"The line looked bright against"
14"Someone had drawn it with"
15"Priya tilted her chin towards"
16"Quinn leaned in."
17"The dead man wore expensive"
18"His cuffs showed no soot"
19"Her gaze moved to his"
ratio0.829
38.76% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences129
matches
0"Whoever drew it had worked"
ratio0.008
91.84% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences70
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"The abandoned Tube station beneath Camden breathed old concrete, rust, and something sharper underneath, a bitter, metallic tang that sat on the back of the ton…"
1"Beyond the cordon, the Veil Market had gone half-struck, stalls shuttered with black tarps and charms hanging from the frames, little rows of bells, teeth, brig…"
2"She wore her hair in a tight knot and a dark raincoat that had seen too many cold rooms."
3"The wall behind the poster had begun to hum, a low vibration that travelled through the tiles and into her boots."
4"Something under the body hauled at the joint, slow and deliberate, as if a hand had found the dead man from the far side of the wall and taken hold."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags3
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags0
89.2382%