Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE925MB3PFMHKHNPXFHGXET

Run Details

Model:
Claude Sonnet 5
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:
30.4s
Cost:
$0.024460
Provider:
Amazon Bedrock

Evaluation summary

Score Evaluator
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100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags (details)
89.27% AI-ism adverb frequency (details)
100.00% AI-ism character names (details)
100.00% AI-ism location names (details)
40.99% AI-ism word frequency (details)
100.00% Cliché density (details)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell) (details)
57.14% Filter word density (details)
100.00% Gibberish response detection (details)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse (details)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks) (details)
95.65% Name drop frequency (details)
21.79% Narrator intent-glossing (details)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse (details)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding) (details)
100.00% Paragraph length variance (details)
100.00% Passive voice overuse (details)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse (details)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse (details)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload) (details)
100.00% Repeated phrase echo (details)
100.00% Sentence length variance (details)
81.64% Sentence opener variety (details)
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts (details)
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts (details)
46.96% Subject-first sentence starts (details)
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts (details)
60.44% Technical jargon density (details)
41.67% Useless dialogue additions (details)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy) (details)
81.1851% Overall

Model input

System
You are an expert fiction writer. Always keep the following rules in mind: - Write in past tense and use General English spelling, grammar, and colloquialisms/slang. - Write in active voice - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. - Avoid adverbs and cliches and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Convey events and story through dialogue. - Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. - Skip "he/she said said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech - Avoid mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or add unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Reduce indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" When writing text: - NEVER conclude the scene on your own, follow the beat instructions very closely. - NEVER end with foreshadowing. - NEVER write further than what I prompt you with. - AVOID imagining possible endings, NEVER deviate from the instructions. - STOP EARLY if the continuation contains what was required in the instructions. You do not need to fill out the full amount of words possible.
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="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card"> <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor> <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height> <age>ageless</age> <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form> <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice> <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description> <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory> </character> <character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle"> <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor> <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair> <height>5'5"</height> <age>300 years old</age> <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance> <speech>speaks in riddles</speech> <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints> <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion> <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description> <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory> </character> <location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony"> <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler> <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor> <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description> </location> <location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)"> <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation> <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones> <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior> <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora> <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description> </location> <item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas"> <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor> <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial> <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size> <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior> <glow>faint inner glow</glow> <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description> </item> <item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts"> <material>moonsilver</material> <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape> <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature> <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow> <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power> <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo> <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description> </item> <lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology"> <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect> <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance> <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring> <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description> </lore> </codex> Continue the story using the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the fantasy genre. A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
Rory pushed through the gap between the two standing stones, and the air changed before her eyes did. It hit her like stepping into a warm bath after standing in the rain—a pressure shift, a hum against her back teeth. The London drizzle vanished. Gone, too, was the distant traffic hiss from the park's edge. What replaced it was silence so complete she could hear her own pulse. "Bloody hell," she said, and her voice sounded wrong, too loud, swallowed too fast. Nyx flowed through the gap behind her without touching the stones at all, their shadow-form rippling like smoke caught in a draft. "The Grove doesn't like noise," they whispered. "Or it likes noise on its own terms." Rory turned to tell them that was unhelpful, and stopped. The clearing stretched wider than it had any right to, considering she'd walked maybe six feet past the tree line. Wildflowers carpeted the ground in colours that didn't belong to any English summer—violet-blue blooms the size of dinner plates, threads of gold pollen drifting upward instead of down. The sky above wasn't sky at all. It rippled, slow and slate-coloured, like the underside of still water viewed from beneath. "Isolde said an hour in here could be minutes out there," Rory said. "Or days." "She also said she can't lie." Nyx's violet eyes flicked toward the deeper shadows between the oaks, the whisper of their voice fraying at the edges. "Doesn't mean she tells you which one it'll be." The trees themselves felt watchful. Not malicious—Rory couldn't place why she was so certain of that—but aware, the way a cat tracks movement across a room without bothering to lift its head. Bark spiralled in tight grooves, silver-grey and faintly luminous, throwing soft light across the flower beds even though she couldn't find a source for it. She reached out to touch one trunk and her fingers found it warm, pulsing faintly, almost like a heartbeat. "Rory." She turned. Nyx's silhouette had gone rigid, all edges, no drift. "What?" "The pendant." She looked down. The Heartstone sat against her collarbone, and it had begun to glow—not the faint warmth it gave off near a Hel portal, something sharper, hungrier, pulsing in time with the tree beneath her palm. "That's new," she said, stepping back from the trunk. The glow dimmed the moment her fingers left the bark. "Great. Fantastic. My cursed necklace is flirting with the local flora." "Everything here is old, Rory. Older than your realm's memory of what old means." Nyx drifted ahead of her, low to the flower heads, careful. "Things that old recognise other things that are old. The stone. The Grove. They're having a conversation you're not invited to." "Comforting." She followed the path—if it was a path; the flowers seemed to part and regrow in her wake, a living carpet reshaping itself around her boots—deeper into the clearing. The light shifted from silver to something closer to dusk, though no sun hung anywhere she could find. Small motes of brightness threaded between the flower stems, hovering, blinking out and reigniting elsewhere, like will-o'-wisps caught in indecision. "Are those—" "Don't touch them," Nyx said, before she'd even finished the thought. "They bite." "They're lights." "They're hungry lights." Rory kept her hands to herself. The clearing narrowed toward its centre, where the standing stones repeated in miniature—a ring of pale rocks no taller than her knee, moss-slicked, arranged in a pattern that made her eyes want to slide sideways off it. At the centre of the ring, water pooled in a basin of black stone, perfectly still despite the faint breeze stirring everything else around it. She crouched at its edge. Her own reflection didn't look back. Instead the water showed a grey sky, storm-bellied, and beneath it—for just a heartbeat—the outline of an antlered woman with hair like spilled ink, watching from somewhere else entirely. "Nyx." "I see it." "Is that Isolde?" "No." The whisper had gone thin, careful. "Whatever that is, it's older than Isolde. Older than the Fae Courts, maybe. Step back from the water, Rory." She did, slow, her pulse loud in her own ears again now that the silence had broken its grip on her. The reflection rippled and resolved back into grey sky, empty. "This place isn't just Isolde's home, is it," Rory said. It wasn't really a question. "No." Nyx's form had thinned at the edges, stretched thin with something that, on a human face, might have looked like fear. "This is older than her exile. Older than the Courts casting her out. She didn't find this Grove. I'd wager the Grove found her." Somewhere beyond the tree line, a sound rose—not quite a bell, not quite a voice, a long low note that seemed to come from the ground itself rather than any single direction. The flowers all turned toward it in unison, blue-violet heads swivelling like a field of tiny faces. Rory's hand found the hilt of the Fae-forged blade at her hip without her quite deciding to move it there. Cold, always cold, even here. "That'll be our host," Nyx said, and for once there was no mockery in it. "Best not to keep a three-hundred-year-old riddle waiting." The note faded. Silence swallowed the clearing again, deeper now, thicker, the kind that made Rory feel every century separating this ground from the pavement she'd stood on ten minutes and possibly several days ago. She straightened, brushed the pollen from her knees, and started walking toward the sound.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags12
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences30
tagDensity0.4
leniency0.8
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
89.27% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount932
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"perfectly"
count1
1
adverb"really"
count1
highlights
0"perfectly"
1"really"
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)
40.99% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount932
totalAiIsms11
found
0
word"silence"
count3
1
word"pulse"
count2
2
word"flicked"
count1
3
word"whisper"
count2
4
word"warmth"
count1
5
word"comforting"
count1
6
word"resolved"
count1
highlights
0"silence"
1"pulse"
2"flicked"
3"whisper"
4"warmth"
5"comforting"
6"resolved"
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
narrationSentences50
matches(empty)
57.14% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences50
filterMatches
0"feel"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences69
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen39
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords919
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions9
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
95.65% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions20
wordCount736
uniqueNames7
maxNameDensity1.09
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Nyx"
discoveredNames
London1
Nyx7
Rory8
English1
Heartstone1
Hel1
Fae-forged1
persons
0"Nyx"
1"Rory"
2"Heartstone"
places
0"London"
1"Hel"
globalScore0.957
windowScore1
21.79% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences39
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"looked like fear"
1"note that seemed to come from the ground itself rather than any single direction"
2"not quite a bell, not quite a voice, a long low note that seemed to come from the ground itself rather than any single direction"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount919
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences69
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs38
mean24.18
std21.29
cv0.881
sampleLengths
018
150
214
322
415
510
669
715
835
976
101
1111
121
132
1437
1530
1646
171
1867
192
2013
212
223
236
2462
2540
261
273
283
2926
3031
3115
3246
3349
3425
3523
3635
3714
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences50
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs126
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount12
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences8
totalSentences69
ratio0.116
matches
0"It hit her like stepping into a warm bath after standing in the rain—a pressure shift, a hum against her back teeth."
1"Wildflowers carpeted the ground in colours that didn't belong to any English summer—violet-blue blooms the size of dinner plates, threads of gold pollen drifting upward instead of down."
2"Not malicious—Rory couldn't place why she was so certain of that—but aware, the way a cat tracks movement across a room without bothering to lift its head."
3"The Heartstone sat against her collarbone, and it had begun to glow—not the faint warmth it gave off near a Hel portal, something sharper, hungrier, pulsing in time with the tree beneath her palm."
4"She followed the path—if it was a path; the flowers seemed to part and regrow in her wake, a living carpet reshaping itself around her boots—deeper into the clearing."
5"The clearing narrowed toward its centre, where the standing stones repeated in miniature—a ring of pale rocks no taller than her knee, moss-slicked, arranged in a pattern that made her eyes want to slide sideways off it."
6"Instead the water showed a grey sky, storm-bellied, and beneath it—for just a heartbeat—the outline of an antlered woman with hair like spilled ink, watching from somewhere else entirely."
7"Somewhere beyond the tree line, a sound rose—not quite a bell, not quite a voice, a long low note that seemed to come from the ground itself rather than any single direction."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount492
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount18
adverbRatio0.036585365853658534
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.0040650406504065045
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences69
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences69
mean13.32
std9.74
cv0.731
sampleLengths
018
122
24
311
413
514
622
77
88
910
1020
1128
127
1314
1413
152
1626
179
185
1927
2025
2119
221
232
249
251
262
273
2834
299
3010
3111
3225
3321
341
3529
3618
3720
382
3911
402
412
423
436
4437
4525
465
476
4829
491
81.64% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats2
diversityRatio0.5072463768115942
totalSentences69
uniqueOpeners35
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences46
matches
0"Instead the water showed a"
1"Somewhere beyond the tree line,"
ratio0.043
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount12
totalSentences46
matches
0"It hit her like stepping"
1"she said, and her voice"
2"It rippled, slow and slate-coloured,"
3"She reached out to touch"
4"She looked down."
5"she said, stepping back from"
6"She followed the path—if it"
7"She crouched at its edge."
8"Her own reflection didn't look"
9"She did, slow, her pulse"
10"It wasn't really a question."
11"She straightened, brushed the pollen"
ratio0.261
46.96% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount38
totalSentences46
matches
0"Rory pushed through the gap"
1"It hit her like stepping"
2"The London drizzle vanished."
3"she said, and her voice"
4"Nyx flowed through the gap"
5"Rory turned to tell them"
6"The clearing stretched wider than"
7"Wildflowers carpeted the ground in"
8"The sky above wasn't sky"
9"It rippled, slow and slate-coloured,"
10"Nyx's violet eyes flicked toward"
11"The trees themselves felt watchful."
12"Bark spiralled in tight grooves,"
13"She reached out to touch"
14"Nyx's silhouette had gone rigid,"
15"She looked down."
16"The Heartstone sat against her"
17"she said, stepping back from"
18"The glow dimmed the moment"
19"Nyx drifted ahead of her,"
ratio0.826
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences46
matches(empty)
ratio0
60.44% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences26
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"The clearing narrowed toward its centre, where the standing stones repeated in miniature—a ring of pale rocks no taller than her knee, moss-slicked, arranged in…"
1"Somewhere beyond the tree line, a sound rose—not quite a bell, not quite a voice, a long low note that seemed to come from the ground itself rather than any sin…"
2"Silence swallowed the clearing again, deeper now, thicker, the kind that made Rory feel every century separating this ground from the pavement she'd stood on te…"
41.67% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags12
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"Nyx's violet eyes flicked, the whisper of their voice fraying at the edges"
1"The whisper had, careful"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"they whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences30
tagDensity0.233
leniency0.467
rawRatio0.143
effectiveRatio0.067
81.1851%