Run: 2026-07-09-01KX40TPWHT4K0CQ1XJPPA6G2V

Run Details

Duration:
17.1s
Cost:
$0.014882
Provider:
OpenAI

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Thriller genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4416" name="Detective Harlow Quinn" aliases="Quinn, Detective Quinn, Harlow" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Antagonist"> <eyeColor>brown</eyeColor> <hair>closely cropped salt-and-pepper</hair> <height>5'9"</height> <age>41</age> <jawline>sharp jaw</jawline> <watch>worn leather watch on her left wrist</watch> <bearing>military precision</bearing> <description>A Metropolitan Police detective with 18 years of decorated service who suspects the clique is involved in criminal activity.</description> <backstory>She lost her partner, DS Morris, during a case three years ago under unexplained circumstances that had supernatural origins she doesn't yet understand.</backstory> </character> <character id="4417" name="Tomás Herrera" aliases="Tommy, Tomás, Herrera" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Support"> <eyeColor>warm brown</eyeColor> <hair>short curly dark brown</hair> <height>5'10"</height> <age>29</age> <skinTone>olive skin</skinTone> <scar>scar running along his left forearm from a knife attack</scar> <medallion>Saint Christopher medallion around his neck</medallion> <birthplace>Seville, Spain</birthplace> <description>A former paramedic who provides off-the-books medical care for the clique.</description> <backstory>Born in Seville, Spain. He moved to London to work for the NHS but lost his license after administering unauthorized treatments to supernatural patients.</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> <location id="856" name="The Veil Market" aliases="Veil Market, the Market, underground market" realm="Earth"> <currentLocation>abandoned Tube station beneath Camden</currentLocation> <entryRequirement>bone token</entryRequirement> <schedule>moves locations every full moon</schedule> <description>A hidden supernatural black market that sells enchanted goods, banned alchemical substances, and information.</description> </location> </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 thriller genre. A detective is pursuing a suspect through rain-soaked city streets at night. The chase takes them from the street level down into an underground market. The detective must decide whether to follow the suspect into unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territory. 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
“Stop!” The suspect glanced over his shoulder, smiled, and vaulted the bonnet of a taxi. Detective Harlow Quinn hit the brakes of her unmarked car so hard that the seat belt cut into her chest. The taxi horn blared. Its driver leaned out, shouting something about her parentage, but Quinn had already shoved open the door. The suspect ran. He wore a dark coat, narrow trousers and one red glove. The glove flashed between bodies as he cut through the Soho crowd, past a kebab shop steaming with grease and garlic, past a closed bookshop whose security shutters bore layers of silver graffiti. Quinn followed with military precision, her boots striking the pavement in a hard, even rhythm. “Police! Move!” People scattered. Some did not. A man carrying six takeaway coffees stepped directly into her path. Quinn seized his shoulder, swung around him and kept going. Coffee spilled across the pavement. Someone swore. Ahead, the suspect knocked over a display outside a tobacconist. Lighters and packets of cigarettes skittered into the gutter. He was fast, but panic had made him careless. Quinn touched the leather watch on her left wrist as she ran. The cracked face caught a smear of neon from the sign above the bar at the end of the street. The Raven’s Nest. Its green raven glowed above the entrance, one wing broken by a flickering tube. Quinn had visited the bar twice during her investigation. Both visits had ended with polite lies, locked doors and Silas, the owner, smiling as if he had already read the report she planned to write. The suspect cut towards it. “No,” Quinn breathed. He reached the bar’s narrow alley and vanished between two brick walls. Quinn followed. The alley stank of wet cardboard, sour beer and the metallic tang of blood. A bottle smashed somewhere ahead. Quinn drew her service pistol, though she kept it low. The walls closed around her, slick and black beneath the rain. Fire escapes tangled above like iron ribs. A shape burst from a side door. Quinn slammed into it. The man grunted. His red glove clawed at her wrist, and the pistol struck brick. She drove her forehead into his nose. Cartilage cracked. He reeled. Quinn caught his coat and twisted. The fabric tore in her hand. Beneath it, the suspect wore a white shirt marked with a strange black symbol, a circle crossed by three crooked lines. She had seen the mark before. On the dead man in Clerkenwell. On the inside of DS Morris’s old case file. The suspect stared at her. Blood ran from his nose into his mouth. “You should have stayed above ground.” Then he bit down. Quinn felt the movement before she understood it. His jaw clenched with such force that something hard snapped between his teeth. A bitter almond smell filled the alley. Poison. She struck his face again, but his body had already gone slack. He collapsed against her, dead weight dragging them both down. Quinn lowered him carefully and checked his pulse. Nothing. Rain ticked against the metal fire escapes. Behind the alley wall, bass thudded from the Raven’s Nest. Quinn searched the corpse. No wallet. No phone. No keys. Only a bone token, smooth as ivory, tucked inside his shirt pocket. She held it between two fingers. The token carried a carved eye. Its pupil looked wet. The bar’s rear door opened. Silas stood beneath the yellow spill of light, a silver-haired man in a black waistcoat. He did not look at the corpse. His gaze fixed on the token. “Detective Quinn.” “Step away from the door.” “You followed him.” “He entered your premises.” “He entered the alley.” “Don’t split hairs.” Silas smiled without warmth. Quinn raised her pistol. “Hands where I can see them.” Silas lifted both hands. Rings glittered on every finger. “Such confidence. After finding him dead.” “You know what this is.” “I know what you’re holding.” “Then you know I’m taking it in.” The smile disappeared. “Put it down.” Quinn moved closer. The dead man’s blood diluted beneath her boot and slid towards the drain. The drain cover bore the same black symbol as the corpse’s shirt. A low vibration travelled through the soles of her boots. The alley shifted. Not physically. The bricks remained in place, the rain kept falling, the green neon still pulsed above the main entrance. Yet the air thickened around the token, pressing against Quinn’s skin. The eye carved into the bone opened. Something looked back. Quinn tightened her grip. “Where does it lead?” Silas glanced at the body. “Some doors only open for people who understand the cost.” “I asked where.” He nodded towards the rear door. “Down.” Quinn’s radio crackled against her shoulder. “Quinn, report. We heard a disturbance near Soho.” She pressed the transmit button. “Suspect located. Deceased. I’m entering the Raven’s Nest to secure evidence.” Silas’s eyes narrowed. “You’re calling for backup?” “I’m informing my control.” “The market won’t wait for your colleagues.” “What market?” A sound came from beneath the floorboards. Three knocks. Then three more. Quinn looked down. The black symbol on the drain cover began to glow. Silas stepped backwards into the bar. “If you bring the police, they’ll find a cellar full of empty crates.” “And if I come alone?” “They’ll find what killed your partner.” The words struck harder than the headbutt. Quinn’s thumb hovered over the radio. The control room hissed through the speaker, asking her to repeat the message. Morris’s name sat between her ribs like a shard of glass. Three years ago, DS Morris had disappeared inside a locked evidence room. The official report called it an unexplained absence. Quinn had never accepted that phrase. She had found his blood on the ceiling, arranged in a spiral no forensic manual could explain. Silas watched her decide. “Where is the staircase?” “Behind the bookshelf.” Quinn stepped through the rear door without lowering her pistol. The Raven’s Nest wrapped around her in warmth, smoke and old spirits. Maps covered the walls, their coastlines faded beneath nicotine. Black-and-white photographs showed Soho before the war, though several faces had been scratched away. A piano played in the corner with no pianist. The bar patrons turned as she entered. One had antlers growing from his scalp. Another wore a veil that moved though the room held no breeze. At the far end, a woman with glassy eyes held a silver fish in a bowl of dark water. Quinn kept her weapon trained ahead. “Everyone stays where they are.” Nobody moved. That silence unsettled her more than panic would have. Silas crossed to a tall bookshelf and removed a red volume. The shelf clicked. The entire unit swung inward, revealing a narrow stairwell cut into the wall. Cold air climbed from below, carrying smells of damp stone, old incense and something sweet that had spoiled. Quinn took one step towards it. Her radio crackled again. “Detective Quinn, respond. Do you require assistance?” Silas looked at the radio. “Once you descend, your signal will vanish.” “Then I’ll call when I’m back.” “If you come back.” Quinn seized his collar and pushed him against the bookshelf. “You’re coming with me.” “I’m not the one who needs guidance.” She pressed the pistol beneath his jaw. “Down.” Silas’s expression remained calm, but his left hand curled into a fist. “Very well.” He descended. Quinn followed, counting the steps. Twelve. Fifteen. Twenty-three. The brick walls narrowed until her shoulders brushed both sides. Behind her, the bookshelf swung shut. The bar vanished. So did the radio signal. Static filled her ear, then silence. Silas continued down. “Who was the dead man?” “A courier.” “For whom?” “He carried a token. That makes him a gatekeeper.” “Names.” “Names matter less below.” “Everything matters in an investigation.” At the bottom, the stairwell opened into a tiled platform. Quinn stopped. An abandoned Tube station stretched into the dark. The roundel above the platform had been smashed, but she recognised the station from old transport maps. The sign read CAMDEN TOWN in chipped white letters, though the real station stood nowhere near Soho. Lanterns burned along the platform, their flames green and blue. Stalls filled the abandoned tracks and ticket halls. A woman sold bottled memories from a velvet-lined case. A thin man with a mouth sewn shut arranged rust-coloured vials beneath a sign marked BANNED ALCHEMICALS. Someone hawked knives that whispered in their sheaths. The Veil Market. Quinn had heard rumours during the past three months. Missing people. Unregistered medicines. Objects recovered from crime scenes that later disappeared from police evidence. The market moved with every full moon. Tonight, it had moved beneath Camden. Silas walked along the platform as though he owned it. “Stay close. The vendors dislike armed visitors.” “Good.” A stallholder leaned across a table. “Police,” he called. “Fresh police. Anyone want a warrant? Cheap today.” Laughter rolled through the market. Quinn ignored it. Her gaze searched the crowd for the red glove. There. The suspect stood beside a stall at the far end of the platform. He was alive. His broken nose had healed. Blood no longer marked his shirt. He watched Quinn with bright, feverish eyes while an old woman placed a black glass bottle into his hand. Quinn raised her pistol. “Don’t move.” The market fell silent. The suspect uncorked the bottle with his teeth. Silas seized Quinn’s wrist. “Not here.” She shook him off. The bottle shattered against the platform. Black liquid spread across the tiles, moving against gravity. It climbed the suspect’s boots, then his legs, wrapping him in a shining skin. His jaw opened far too wide. Quinn fired. The bullet struck his chest and vanished into the black liquid. Every lantern on the platform went out. Something screamed beneath the tracks. The crowd surged towards the stairwell. Stalls overturned. Glass broke. A vendor shoved a woman into Quinn, and Quinn caught her before she fell. Across the platform, the suspect lifted one hand. The black liquid peeled away from his face. Morris stared back at her. His mouth formed one word. “Run.” The rails exploded. Something vast and pale burst from the tunnel, dragging chains through the dark. The chains whipped across the platform and caught Silas around the waist. He slammed into the tiles. Quinn grabbed his arm. The thing in the tunnel pulled. Silas’s fingers closed around hers. “Detective,” he gasped, “if you let go, it takes me.” A second chain snapped towards them. Quinn drew her knife with her free hand and drove the blade into the first chain. The metal shrieked. The market floor split beneath her boots. From the widening crack, dozens of white fingers reached up and seized Silas’s legs. He screamed. Quinn’s knife broke. The chain yanked hard enough to wrench her shoulder from its socket. Silas slid towards the open tracks, dragging her after him. Then Morris stepped through the black liquid. He held a service pistol in one hand. He aimed it at Quinn. “Drop him,” he said. The thing below pulled again. Silas vanished waist-deep into the crack. Morris cocked the pistol. “Now.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags4
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences57
tagDensity0.07
leniency0.14
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
94.61% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1854
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"carefully"
count1
1
adverb"very"
count1
highlights
0"carefully"
1"very"
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)
70.33% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1854
totalAiIsms11
found
0
word"jaw clenched"
count1
1
word"weight"
count1
2
word"pulse"
count1
3
word"warmth"
count2
4
word"pulsed"
count1
5
word"silence"
count2
6
word"unsettled"
count1
7
word"velvet"
count1
8
word"shattered"
count1
highlights
0"jaw clenched"
1"weight"
2"pulse"
3"warmth"
4"pulsed"
5"silence"
6"unsettled"
7"velvet"
8"shattered"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
1
label"jaw/fists clenched"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
1"jaw clenched"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences213
matches
0"r in warmth"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences213
filterMatches
0"watch"
1"decide"
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences266
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen33
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1854
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
25.16% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions81
wordCount1602
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity2.5
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Harlow1
Quinn40
Soho3
Raven3
Nest3
Silas19
Clerkenwell1
Morris6
Tube1
Veil1
Market1
Camden1
Laughter1
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Silas"
5"Morris"
6"Market"
7"Laughter"
places
0"Soho"
1"Clerkenwell"
globalScore0.252
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences127
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1854
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences266
matches
0"force that something"
1"accepted that phrase"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs184
mean10.08
std11.4
cv1.131
sampleLengths
01
114
241
33
459
52
633
719
89
932
103
1149
125
133
1412
152
1647
177
1826
192
2035
216
226
239
2413
256
264
2728
281
2930
301
3117
3222
336
3410
355
3628
372
385
393
404
414
423
434
444
456
469
476
485
495
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences213
matches
0"been scratched"
1"been smashed"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs278
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences266
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1609
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount36
adverbRatio0.022374145431945307
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.002486016159105034
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences266
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences266
mean6.97
std4.75
cv0.682
sampleLengths
01
114
220
34
417
53
611
733
815
92
102
113
1211
1310
145
152
1610
179
189
1912
2020
213
2214
239
2426
255
263
2712
282
2914
305
3110
3211
337
347
354
363
3712
387
392
402
416
426
4321
446
456
469
475
488
496
51.75% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats14
diversityRatio0.34210526315789475
totalSentences266
uniqueOpeners91
72.46% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences184
matches
0"Then he bit down."
1"Only a bone token, smooth"
2"Then three more."
3"Then Morris stepped through the"
ratio0.022
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount31
totalSentences184
matches
0"Its driver leaned out, shouting"
1"He wore a dark coat,"
2"He was fast, but panic"
3"Its green raven glowed above"
4"He reached the bar’s narrow"
5"His red glove clawed at"
6"She drove her forehead into"
7"She had seen the mark"
8"His jaw clenched with such"
9"She struck his face again,"
10"He collapsed against her, dead"
11"She held it between two"
12"Its pupil looked wet."
13"He did not look at"
14"His gaze fixed on the"
15"He nodded towards the rear"
16"She pressed the transmit button."
17"She had found his blood"
18"Her radio crackled again."
19"She pressed the pistol beneath"
ratio0.168
19.78% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount162
totalSentences184
matches
0"The suspect glanced over his"
1"Detective Harlow Quinn hit the"
2"The taxi horn blared."
3"Its driver leaned out, shouting"
4"The suspect ran."
5"He wore a dark coat,"
6"The glove flashed between bodies"
7"Quinn followed with military precision,"
8"Some did not."
9"A man carrying six takeaway"
10"Quinn seized his shoulder, swung"
11"Coffee spilled across the pavement."
12"Lighters and packets of cigarettes"
13"He was fast, but panic"
14"Quinn touched the leather watch"
15"The cracked face caught a"
16"The Raven’s Nest."
17"Its green raven glowed above"
18"Quinn had visited the bar"
19"Both visits had ended with"
ratio0.88
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences184
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences65
technicalSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags4
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"Quinn breathed (breathe)"
1"he gasped (gasp)"
dialogueSentences57
tagDensity0.07
leniency0.14
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.07
86.6921%