Run: 2026-07-09-01KX40ABKP5MARRXSEHH09JFR0

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17.9s
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$0.020577
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OpenAI

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The glass left Rory’s hand before she heard it break. It struck the wall behind the bar and burst across an old map of Europe. Gin ran in clear threads over Prague, down through Austria, into the painted sea. “Careful,” Silas said. Rory froze with the empty delivery crate tucked against her hip. A woman stood beside the last table, one hand pressed to her cheek. Blood brightened the pale skin between her fingers. “I’m sorry,” Rory said. The woman lowered her hand. “Rory?” The crate slipped against Rory’s thigh. She knew the voice before she looked properly. Some voices survived distance. They kept their old shape beneath the years, beneath new clothes and altered vowels, beneath whatever had happened to the person who carried them. Eva stood beneath the green glow from the window. Her hair, once a wild brown cloud that caught on branches and door handles, now fell in a blunt black line beneath her chin. A severe wool coat covered her from throat to knee. Her face had narrowed. Or perhaps the softness had gone from it. Rory stared at the small silver hoop in Eva’s left nostril. “You have blood on your face,” Rory said. “So do you.” Rory touched her cheek. A thin red line marked the skin beneath her eye. Glass had nicked her. Silas moved from behind the bar, his slight limp more apparent when he crossed the room. He took the cloth from his shoulder and handed it to Eva. “Press that against the cut.” Eva did as she was told. Her gaze never left Rory. Silas glanced at Rory, then at the broken glass. “Friend of yours?” “Once,” Rory said. Eva’s mouth tightened. “That’s generous.” The Raven’s Nest held its breath around them. A pair of men at the bar watched with the careful indifference of people who understood that other people’s trouble might become their own. Old maps covered the walls, pinned beneath black-and-white photographs of politicians, soldiers, dead buildings. The room smelled of whisky, dust and the bitter citrus peel Silas dropped into his drinks. Rory set down the delivery crate. “You’re here.” Eva gave a small laugh. It held no pleasure. “So are you.” “I work here.” “You own the place,” Eva said to Silas. “Among other things.” “Still collecting strays, then.” Silas’s hazel eyes rested on her for one beat too long. “Still insulting people who feed you?” Eva’s fingers tightened over the cloth. “I didn’t come for food.” “That makes two of us.” Rory stepped towards the bar. Her boots left faint marks in the gin on the floor. “When did you get back?” “Three months ago.” “Back from where?” Eva looked towards the dark window, where the green sign threw its colour across the glass. “Everywhere.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the one I have.” Rory had rehearsed this meeting too many times, though never in a bar and never with Eva looking like a woman who had taught herself how to vanish. In those versions, Eva cried first. Sometimes Rory did. Sometimes they laughed at the old places they had known, the Cardiff alley behind the cinema, the beach at Penarth, the cramped bedroom where they had smoked stolen cigarettes and sworn they would leave before anyone could hurt them. No version included the silver hoop. No version included the blood. Silas bent to collect the larger shards. “Don’t,” Rory said. He looked up. “I’ve got it.” “Rory.” “I said I’ve got it.” He held her gaze, then moved away. His silver signet ring flashed as he lifted a shard from the floor. He carried it to the bar and dropped it into the bin. Eva watched him. “Does he always let you give orders?” “Only when I’m holding the broken glass.” “That must be a rare occasion.” Rory crouched and gathered the fragments. One slipped beneath the table. She reached for it, scraping her knuckle against the floorboards. “You disappeared,” Rory said. Eva’s expression did not change, but her shoulders drew back beneath the coat. “You left Cardiff.” “You told me to.” “I told you to leave Evan.” “You told me London would save me.” “London doesn’t save anyone.” “No. It just gives them better places to hide.” Eva looked at the cut on Rory’s hand. “You stayed with him.” The words fell softly. That made them worse. Rory put the glass into her palm. “For six weeks.” “I know.” Rory stopped moving. “How?” “I called your house.” “He answered.” “He said you were busy.” “He was.” Eva pressed the cloth harder against her cheek. Red soaked into the white cotton. “You could have come.” “To do what?” “Anything.” “I was nineteen, Eva.” “So was I.” “You knew what he was like.” “I knew what he could become.” A quiet laugh escaped Rory. “That’s a clever distinction.” “It isn’t clever.” “No. It’s convenient.” Eva’s eyes sharpened. They had always been dark, almost black, even when they were children. Rory remembered those eyes beneath a fringe of wet hair, daring her to climb a wall, steal a bottle, tell the truth first. Now they looked emptied of daring. They looked trained. “You think I don’t know that?” Eva asked. Rory placed the last shard on the bar. “I don’t know what you know.” “I know you stopped answering my calls.” “You called twice.” “Seven times.” “Seven times in three years.” “I had reasons.” “Of course you did.” Silas returned with two tumblers and a bottle of whisky. He set them down without asking. Eva’s gaze followed the bottle. “I don’t drink,” she said. “Then hold it,” Silas replied. He poured for Rory, not Eva. Rory did not touch the glass. “You look different.” Eva ran her tongue over the silver hoop. “That’s what people say when they mean worse.” “I didn’t say worse.” “You thought it.” “I thought you looked tired.” “That’s kinder.” “Kindness wasn’t what we were good at.” Eva looked towards the wall behind Rory. A black-and-white photograph showed a bombed street, its buildings opened like rib cages. Someone had written a date in pencil beneath it. “Do you still live above this place?” “Yes.” “Alone?” “Mostly.” “Mostly?” “Silas lives downstairs.” “That isn’t what I meant.” Rory pushed the tumbler away. “Why are you here?” Eva drew the cloth from her cheek and folded it once, twice. The cut appeared shallow. The blood had stopped. “A man followed me.” Silas’s hand rested on the bar. “From where?” Eva ignored him. “You need to leave London.” Rory’s pulse gave one hard beat. “You came all this way to offer travel advice?” “Get on a train. Go home.” “My home is in Cardiff.” “Then go there.” “You used to hate Cardiff.” “I hate what happens when people stay too long in one place.” Rory studied her face. The change went deeper than the clothes, deeper than the narrow hair and the disciplined mouth. Eva had once filled silence with noise. She sang in lifts. She invented histories for strangers. She could make a queue outside a nightclub feel like a conspiracy. Now she measured every word before she released it. “Who followed you?” Eva’s gaze flicked towards the door. The green sign outside buzzed. Its light trembled over the black glass. “Do you remember Evan’s friend?” Rory’s fingers closed around the edge of the bar. “Which one?” “The tall one. Scar under his chin. He drove the blue Volvo.” “Gareth.” Eva nodded. “He’s dead.” Rory waited for the feeling that should have come. Relief, perhaps. Or fear. Instead she saw Gareth’s hand on the steering wheel, his heavy wedding ring tapping against the leather while Evan sat beside him, smiling at her in the passenger seat. “When?” “Four days ago.” “How?” “Someone removed his eyes.” Silas stopped moving. The men at the bar had gone quiet. Eva put the cloth beside her untouched whisky. “Why are you telling me this?” “Because he had your name.” Rory looked down at her wrist. The small crescent scar showed beneath her sleeve, white and clean against the skin. She had got it at seven, falling through the glass door of her grandmother’s greenhouse. Her mother had wrapped it in a tea towel. Her father had promised the scar would fade. It had not. “Gareth knew my name.” “He had your address.” “Old address?” “Current.” The room seemed to contract. The walls leaned closer, maps and photographs becoming a single crowded surface of routes, borders and faces that had outlived the people beneath them. Silas slid the whisky towards Rory. “Drink.” She took it. The liquid burned through her mouth and down her throat. Eva watched her swallow. “Who are you working for?” “Not him.” “That wasn’t my question.” “It was the only answer I could give.” Rory set the glass down. “You vanished after I came to London.” “Yes.” “You stopped replying.” “Yes.” “You knew Evan had someone watching me.” “Yes.” The admission landed without drama. A stone through thin ice. Rory leaned closer. “What else did you know?” Eva’s eyes dropped to the scar on Rory’s wrist. “He kept copies.” “Of what?” “Photographs. Messages. Medical records.” Rory’s voice came out low. “Why?” “To make you feel watched.” “He did that himself.” “He wanted you to think you had nowhere to go.” “You helped him.” Eva flinched. The movement was small, but Rory saw it. “I gave him the London address.” Silas’s expression hardened. Rory heard the words, understood each one, and still found no place to put them. “You gave him my address.” “I thought he’d follow me instead.” “You thought?” “I was wrong.” “You were always good at making choices for other people.” Eva stood so quickly that her chair struck the floor. The men at the bar turned their heads. “Sit down,” Silas said. “You don’t command me.” “I don’t need to. The man outside has a gun.” Nobody moved. Silas reached beneath the bar. He did not draw anything. His fingers disappeared below the counter, and the muscles in his jaw tightened. Eva looked at the window. A shadow crossed the green light. Rory caught Eva’s wrist. The skin felt cold. Beneath it, a raised scar ran across the pulse, jagged and pale. Not an old childhood accident. A deliberate cut. Eva looked down at Rory’s hand. “Let go.” “What happened to you?” “You know what happened.” “No. I know what you did.” The shadow paused outside the door. Silas’s voice dropped. “Back room. Now.” The green neon flickered once. Eva pulled free and reached into her coat. Rory grabbed her elbow, but Eva twisted with a speed that belonged to another life. Something hard struck Rory’s ribs. Pain opened beneath her breastbone. Eva drew a narrow black pistol. The door handle began to turn. “Rory,” Eva said, and the old voice surfaced at last, stripped of its polish, frightened and furious. “When I tell you to run, you run.” The lock clicked. Silas lifted his hand from beneath the bar, holding a compact revolver. The door swung in.
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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)
dialogueSentences142
tagDensity0.085
leniency0.169
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
94.56% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1837
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"softly"
count1
1
adverb"quickly"
count1
highlights
0"softly"
1"quickly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
80.95% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1837
totalAiIsms7
found
0
word"pulse"
count2
1
word"silence"
count1
2
word"measured"
count1
3
word"flicked"
count1
4
word"trembled"
count1
5
word"flickered"
count1
highlights
0"pulse"
1"silence"
2"measured"
3"flicked"
4"trembled"
5"flickered"
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
narrationSentences163
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences163
filterMatches
0"feel"
hedgeMatches
0"happened to"
1"seemed to"
2"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences293
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
totalWords1837
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions26
unquotedAttributions1
matches
0"In those versions, Eva cried first."
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions107
wordCount1275
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity3.37
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity5.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory43
Europe1
Prague1
Austria1
Eva38
Raven1
Nest1
Silas17
Cardiff1
Penarth1
Gareth1
Evan1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Eva"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Silas"
5"Gareth"
6"Evan"
places
0"Europe"
1"Prague"
2"Austria"
3"Cardiff"
4"Penarth"
globalScore0
windowScore0
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences93
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1837
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences293
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs230
mean7.99
std10.36
cv1.298
sampleLengths
010
129
23
332
44
55
61
76
836
955
1011
118
123
1318
1428
155
1611
179
183
193
203
212
2262
236
242
259
263
273
288
293
304
3111
326
336
345
355
3616
375
383
393
4016
411
424
435
4476
4511
467
473
483
493
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences163
matches
0"was told"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs230
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences293
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1279
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount27
adverbRatio0.02111024237685692
lyAdverbCount3
lyAdverbRatio0.0023455824863174357
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences293
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences293
mean6.27
std4.92
cv0.785
sampleLengths
010
115
214
33
411
513
68
74
85
91
106
118
124
1324
149
1524
1610
174
188
1911
208
213
224
2310
244
2516
2612
275
286
295
309
313
323
333
342
358
3624
3714
3816
396
402
415
424
433
443
458
463
474
4811
496
45.22% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats14
diversityRatio0.2627986348122867
totalSentences293
uniqueOpeners77
67.57% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences148
matches
0"Sometimes Rory did."
1"Sometimes they laughed at the"
2"Instead she saw Gareth’s hand"
ratio0.02
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount29
totalSentences148
matches
0"It struck the wall behind"
1"She knew the voice before"
2"They kept their old shape"
3"Her hair, once a wild"
4"Her face had narrowed."
5"He took the cloth from"
6"Her gaze never left Rory."
7"It held no pleasure."
8"Her boots left faint marks"
9"He looked up."
10"He held her gaze, then"
11"His silver signet ring flashed"
12"He carried it to the"
13"She reached for it, scraping"
14"They had always been dark,"
15"They looked trained."
16"He set them down without"
17"He poured for Rory, not"
18"She sang in lifts."
19"She invented histories for strangers."
ratio0.196
7.30% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount134
totalSentences148
matches
0"The glass left Rory’s hand"
1"It struck the wall behind"
2"Gin ran in clear threads"
3"Rory froze with the empty"
4"A woman stood beside the"
5"Blood brightened the pale skin"
6"The woman lowered her hand."
7"The crate slipped against Rory’s"
8"She knew the voice before"
9"Some voices survived distance."
10"They kept their old shape"
11"Eva stood beneath the green"
12"Her hair, once a wild"
13"A severe wool coat covered"
14"Her face had narrowed."
15"Rory stared at the small"
16"Rory touched her cheek."
17"A thin red line marked"
18"Glass had nicked her."
19"Silas moved from behind the"
ratio0.905
67.57% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount2
totalSentences148
matches
0"Now they looked emptied of"
1"Now she measured every word"
ratio0.014
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"They kept their old shape beneath the years, beneath new clothes and altered vowels, beneath whatever had happened to the person who carried them."
1"A pair of men at the bar watched with the careful indifference of people who understood that other people’s trouble might become their own."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags12
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags12
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences142
tagDensity0.085
leniency0.169
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
88.7719%