Run: 2026-03-18-01KM1FYXC88V3B1TAJEMW3BMV2

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1m 15s
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$0.003552
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Minimax

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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 knock came at half eleven. Not the drunk stumble of a patron from the bar below, not the hesitant tap of a neighbour. Three sharp raps. Deliberate. Rory set down the cold mug of tea she'd been nursing and crossed the narrow flat in bare feet, heart already doing something inconvenient against her ribs. She knew that rhythm. Knew it like she knew the particular way Silas poured a double, or the sound of Eva's key in the lock at dawn. She opened the door. Lucien Moreau stood in the corridor, one gloved hand still raised, the other resting on the head of his cane. He wore the same charcoal suit he'd worn the night she'd walked out, though the shoulders looked sharper now. More defined. His platinum hair caught the flickering overhead light, and those eyes, one amber, one void-black, swept over her with an expression she couldn't quite name. "That was reckless," he said. Rory didn't move from the doorway. "Pardon?" "Coming to the door without checking first. Anyone could be standing there." His gaze dropped to her bare ankles, then back up, lingering a beat too long. "You always did have a talent for self-preservation." "I checked the peephole." "And yet." "Saw someone standing too close to the frame. Thought you'd appreciate the irony." A muscle twitched at the corner of his jaw. Almost a smile. Almost. "What do you want, Lucien?" Direct. She'd learned that from him, actually. The art of cutting through pleasantries like a blade through silk. He'd taught her that in Marseille, in that cramped hotel room that smelled of salt and something darker, while rain hammered the windows and neither of them said what they meant. "I require your assistance." "Funny. You didn't seem to require anything from me six months ago. Or is this a professional visit? Is Silas expecting you?" "Silas doesn't know I'm here." Rory leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. The hallway smelled of damp plaster and the ever-present undertone of curry from the restaurant below. "Then how did you get past the front door?" "I have keys." "Since when?" "Since always." He said it like an admission of something, though what, she couldn't say. "May I come in? This isn't a conversation for the corridor." "It's not a conversation I want to have at all." "Aurora." Her full name in his accent did something to her spine. She hated that. Hated it more than the way he'd looked at her that last night, when she'd found the contract in his desk drawer and realised everything between them had been a transaction. But she stepped aside. Let him pass. Watched him take in the cramped space, the dishes in the sink, the stack of law textbooks she'd never open again, the single armchair facing the window with its view of Brick Lane's neon chaos. "You've made it cosy," he observed. "I wasn't expecting company." "No." He turned to face her, and the distance between them felt charged, electric, dangerous. "You weren't." Rory moved to the kitchenette, put the kettle on. Something to do with her hands. "You said you needed help. So help yourself to the chair. It's the only one I've got." "I've sat in better." "Hasn't everyone." The kettle screamed. She made tea because it was habit, because the alternative was standing there watching him watch her, and that felt like losing somehow. Two mugs. Black for him, though she didn't know if he still took it that way. She'd learned his preferences in fragments, over months, in the spaces between jobs and near-misses and that one night in Prague when the safe house had only had one bed. She wasn't thinking about Prague. She wasn't. "Milk?" she asked. "You know I don't take milk." "Thought maybe you'd changed." "Changed." He repeated the word like he was tasting it. "Is that what you think I should have done?" The mugs clinked against the counter. "I don't think anything about you anymore, Lucien. Makes it easier." "Liar." She turned, and he was closer than he'd been before. When had he moved? The room felt smaller suddenly, the low ceiling pressing down, the smell of his cologne cutting through the curry and the damp and everything ordinary. "You shouldn't be here," she said. "Yet here I am." "I mean it. Whatever game this is—" "It's not a game." His voice dropped, went rough in a way that made her pulse stutter. "I wouldn't come if it weren't serious. You know that." "I don't know anything about you." The words came out sharper than she intended. "That's rather the point, isn't it? I thought I did. Then I found that contract and realised I was just another asset. Another piece on your board." "Aurora—" "Is that why you're here? Another contract? Another piece to move?" He went very still. In the neon glow bleeding through the window, his heterochromatic eyes seemed to shift, the black one darker, the amber one burning. "Is that what you think I am?" "I think you're a fixer who uses people. I think you told me what I wanted to hear because it was useful. I think—" She stopped. Because his hand was on the counter beside her, bracketing her in, and he was close enough that she could see the faint scar above his eyebrow that he'd never explained. Close enough to count the threads of silver in his tie. Close enough to remember how his mouth felt against her throat, the weight of him in the dark, the way he'd whispered something in French that she'd pretended not to understand. "I think," she said, voice steadier than she felt, "that you should step back." "I think," he murmured, "you should make me." The challenge hung between them. Her heart hammered. Her fingers itched to reach out, to push him away or pull him closer, she couldn't tell anymore. "I could scream." "Silas would come running. Then the supernatural underworld would know that Lucien Moreau visited Aurora Carter's flat at half eleven. Terribly indiscreet." "I thought you valued discretion." "I value many things." His gaze dropped to her mouth, lingered. "Discretion is simply the one I invoice for." The kettle had gone quiet. The flat was too warm. She could feel the heat of him, the danger radiating off him like static before a storm. He was half-demon, she remembered. She'd forgotten that sometimes, when it was just the two of them in low light, when his edges seemed softer. But it came back now. The wrongness beneath the polish. The predator wearing a tailored suit. "Why are you really here?" she asked. "I've told you. I require assistance." "With what?" "Silas has been making enquiries. On my behalf. About certain transactions in Whitechapel. Transactions that have attracted attention from parties who should not be paying attention." "And you need me to do what, exactly? I deliver food for a Chinese restaurant. I'm not exactly qualified for—" "You're qualified." He said it simply, like a fact. "You're clever and resourceful and you know this city better than anyone I've employed. And you are—" He stopped. Swallowed. "You were the only one I trusted." The past tense landed like a blow. "Was?" "Are." The correction was barely audible. "The only one I trust." Rory closed her eyes. Just for a moment. Just long enough to remember that she was supposed to be angry at him. That she had every right to be. That trusting him again would be the stupidest thing she could possibly do. "Lucien." "Aurora." She opened her eyes. He was still there, still close, still looking at her like she was a problem he couldn't solve and didn't want to. "If I do this," she said carefully, "we're even. Everything before. Everything after. No more contracts. No more games. No more—" She faltered. "No more you showing up at my door at half eleven thinking you can just—" "Always so practical." Something flickered in his expression. "Very well. If you help me with this, we are even. All debts cleared." "And after?" "After, I leave you alone. If that is what you want." It should have been what she wanted. It was what she'd told herself she wanted, every night for six months, staring at the ceiling and counting the cracks in the plaster. Solitude. Safety. No more half-demons with clever hands and cleverer words, no more wondering what was real and what was performance. But when she looked at him, really looked, she saw the tension in his shoulders. The careful way he held himself, like he was bracing for a blow. The faint shadows under his eyes that his expensive concealer couldn't quite hide. "You're in trouble," she said. Not a question. His silence was answer enough. "Someone you can't handle?" "The situation has become... complicated." "Complicated." She almost laughed. "That's not exactly reassuring." "I am aware." She studied him for a long moment. The man who'd taught her to lie with her eyes closed. The man who'd kissed her in an alley behind the Savoy while sirens wailed and the world burned. The man who'd never once told her she was anything more than useful. "One job," she said. "Then we're done." He nodded once. "Agreed." "And you're going to tell me everything. No more secrets. No more contracts hidden in desk drawers." Something shifted in his expression. The mask slipped, just for a heartbeat, and beneath it she saw something raw. Something that looked almost like hope. "Everything," he said. "I promise." The word hung between them, heavy with implications neither of them addressed. "Start talking, then." She pushed past him, reached for her jacket on the hook by the door. "We've got a lot to cover and I'd prefer to be asleep before dawn for once." "Aurora." She paused, hand on the doorknob. "I am sorry." His voice was quiet, stripped of its usual polish. "For what it was worth. Whatever you thought it was worth. It was never—it was never nothing to me." She didn't turn around. Couldn't, because if she saw his face she'd crack, and she'd spent six months building walls that were already crumbling. "Save it for after," she said. "When we've survived whatever you've gotten us into." She pulled the door open. The hallway stretched ahead, ordinary and mundane and nothing like the world she was about to step back into. Behind her, Lucien picked up his cane and followed. The door clicked shut behind them, sealing away the neon chaos and the curry smell and the ghosts of everything they'd been to each other. Whatever came next, she wasn't facing it alone. That was either the bravest decision she'd ever made or the stupidest. With Lucien Moreau, she'd always found it difficult to tell the difference.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags23
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"she said carefully [carefully]"
dialogueSentences88
tagDensity0.261
leniency0.523
rawRatio0.043
effectiveRatio0.023
83.41% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1808
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
1
adverb"very"
count2
2
adverb"really"
count2
3
adverb"carefully"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
1"very"
2"really"
3"carefully"
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)
69.58% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1808
totalAiIsms11
found
0
word"silk"
count1
1
word"charged"
count1
2
word"electric"
count1
3
word"pulse"
count1
4
word"eyebrow"
count1
5
word"weight"
count1
6
word"could feel"
count1
7
word"predator"
count1
8
word"flickered"
count1
9
word"tension"
count1
10
word"silence"
count1
highlights
0"silk"
1"charged"
2"electric"
3"pulse"
4"eyebrow"
5"weight"
6"could feel"
7"predator"
8"flickered"
9"tension"
10"silence"
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
narrationSentences122
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences122
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences184
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen35
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1807
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions32
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions20
wordCount1206
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity0.41
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
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Eva1
Moreau2
Rory5
Marseille1
Brick1
Lane1
Prague2
French1
Swallowed1
Savoy1
Lucien3
persons
0"Silas"
1"Eva"
2"Moreau"
3"Rory"
4"Lucien"
places
0"Marseille"
1"Brick"
2"Lane"
3"Prague"
4"French"
globalScore1
windowScore1
7.14% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences70
glossingSentenceCount4
matches
0"quite name"
1"felt like losing somehow"
2"seemed softer"
3"quite hide"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1807
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences184
matches
0"knew that rhythm"
1"remember that she"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs100
mean18.07
std17.57
cv0.972
sampleLengths
028
154
24
366
45
57
635
74
82
913
1013
115
1249
134
1422
155
1632
173
182
1926
2010
211
2245
2342
246
254
2617
2732
284
292
3072
317
323
336
344
3519
3617
371
3839
396
404
417
4227
4341
441
4511
4626
477
4824
4975
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences122
matches
0"was supposed"
15.67% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount6
totalVerbs217
matches
0"was standing"
1"wasn't thinking"
2"was tasting"
3"was bracing"
4"were already crumbling"
5"wasn't facing"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences184
ratio0
matches(empty)
91.43% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1211
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"No more half-demons"
adverbCount52
adverbRatio0.042939719240297276
lyAdverbCount8
lyAdverbRatio0.006606110652353427
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences184
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences184
mean9.82
std7.97
cv0.811
sampleLengths
06
118
23
31
427
54
623
74
820
919
102
1125
125
136
141
1527
168
174
182
1913
209
213
221
235
241
256
2611
2731
284
2922
305
317
3216
339
343
352
3615
3711
3810
391
4011
413
4231
434
443
4535
466
474
4815
492
57.25% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats18
diversityRatio0.40217391304347827
totalSentences184
uniqueOpeners74
99.01% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences101
matches
0"Almost a smile."
1"Just for a moment."
2"Just long enough to remember"
ratio0.03
61.58% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount40
totalSentences101
matches
0"She knew that rhythm."
1"She opened the door."
2"He wore the same charcoal"
3"His platinum hair caught the"
4"His gaze dropped to her"
5"She'd learned that from him,"
6"He'd taught her that in"
7"He said it like an"
8"Her full name in his"
9"She hated that."
10"He turned to face her,"
11"She made tea because it"
12"She'd learned his preferences in"
13"She wasn't thinking about Prague."
14"He repeated the word like"
15"She turned, and he was"
16"His voice dropped, went rough"
17"He went very still."
18"she said, voice steadier than"
19"Her heart hammered."
ratio0.396
73.86% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount78
totalSentences101
matches
0"The knock came at half"
1"Rory set down the cold"
2"She knew that rhythm."
3"She opened the door."
4"Lucien Moreau stood in the"
5"He wore the same charcoal"
6"His platinum hair caught the"
7"Rory didn't move from the"
8"His gaze dropped to her"
9"A muscle twitched at the"
10"She'd learned that from him,"
11"The art of cutting through"
12"He'd taught her that in"
13"Rory leaned against the doorframe,"
14"The hallway smelled of damp"
15"He said it like an"
16"Her full name in his"
17"She hated that."
18"He turned to face her,"
19"Rory moved to the kitchenette,"
ratio0.772
49.50% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences101
matches
0"Because his hand was on"
ratio0.01
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"The room felt smaller suddenly, the low ceiling pressing down, the smell of his cologne cutting through the curry and the damp and everything ordinary."
1"Couldn't, because if she saw his face she'd crack, and she'd spent six months building walls that were already crumbling."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags23
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"she said, voice steadier than she felt,"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags15
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"he observed (observe)"
1"He repeated (repeat)"
2"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences88
tagDensity0.17
leniency0.341
rawRatio0.2
effectiveRatio0.068
86.9477%