Run: 2026-07-09-01KX417DX1J0VAMGTN4DGRQRDP

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Duration:
27.9s
Cost:
$0.037461
Provider:
OpenAI

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The first deadbolt snapped back, and Aurora found Lucien Moreau standing in Eva’s narrow hall with one gloved hand braced against the doorframe. He looked as though he had stepped out of a private dining room rather than climbed three flights above a curry house. Tailored charcoal suit. Silver tie pin. Platinum hair swept back from a face built for bad decisions. His ivory-handled cane rested against his wrist, polished enough to catch the weak bulb over the landing. One amber eye fixed on her. The other, black as a sealed well, did not blink. “Move.” Aurora kept the chain on. “You used to knock.” “I used to receive invitations.” The line landed cleanly. No raised voice. No heat in it. That made it worse. Behind her, Ptolemy shoved his tabby head around her ankle and gave a warning chirrup. The cat had no love for strangers, and Lucien had never counted as anything else. Not even when he had spent two weeks sleeping on Aurora’s sofa after the fire at the White Hart. Not even when his mouth had found hers in the alley behind Silas’ bar, his cane dropped in a puddle at their feet. She tightened her grip on the door. “You have one minute. Then you can limp back down those stairs and sell someone else a disaster.” Lucien’s gaze dropped to her hand. He had always looked at hands. Rings, cuts, tremors. Weaknesses disguised as details. “You still lead with the threat.” “You still arrive like you own the building.” “Not the building.” His eyes flicked beyond her shoulder, towards the piles of books and loose papers choking Eva’s tiny sitting room. “This flat, on the other hand, has become a concern.” Aurora felt the old spark of anger rise, bright and quick. “Eva isn’t here.” “I know.” That stopped her. The corridor behind him held the stale perfume of fried onions and coriander from the restaurant below. A floorboard groaned on the landing. Lucien did not look back, but his fingers shifted on the cane’s ivory head. “Where is she?” “Not with you?” “No.” “Then why are you here?” He reached inside his jacket. Aurora slammed the door shut. The cane blade struck the wood a second later, not hard enough to break through, hard enough to make the frame shudder. Ptolemy shot beneath the sofa. Aurora shoved the first deadbolt across, then the second. “Careful,” Lucien called through the door. “I am not drawing a weapon.” “Your record supports the opposite conclusion.” “A fair criticism.” She slid the third lock home. Her pulse hammered against the skin of her throat, stupidly loud in the cramped flat. Eva’s notes lay scattered over the table, half of them written in neat green ink, half covered in frantic lines and arrows. A cold cup of tea sat among them. Eva had been working here. Recently. Aurora’s phone sat face-down beside a stack of leather-bound books. It buzzed. Once. Then again. The screen lit under her hand. UNKNOWN NUMBER. She did not answer. Lucien knocked once, sharply. “If you make me speak through a door, mademoiselle, I shall become theatrical.” “You say that like it’s a threat.” “It is a promise.” Her phone buzzed a third time. This time, a message appeared. OPEN THE DOOR OR SHE DIES. Aurora read it twice. Lucien spoke again. “Did you receive a message?” She stared at the door. “How did you know?” “Because the sender has an unfortunate sense of timing.” Her fingers went to the chain. She stopped herself. “You’re involved.” “I would have chosen a less crude introduction.” “Who sent it?” “I do not know.” “Then you can stay outside.” The cane scraped softly across the floorboards. She pictured him shifting his weight, the faint pull at the corner of his mouth whenever someone underestimated him. “I followed a man here from Limehouse,” he said. “He carried Eva’s bag.” Aurora’s stomach clenched. “What bag?” “Canvas. Blue strap. Ink stain on the lower corner.” Eva’s university bag. She had carried it through three degrees and at least six intellectual feuds. “Where is he?” “Downstairs.” Aurora froze. Lucien continued. “Not dead. I dislike leaving mess near people I need to impress.” “You attacked someone downstairs?” “I persuaded him to remain seated.” “Lucien.” “He possessed a knife and poor judgement. The knife is no longer a concern.” Aurora yanked the chain free, unlocked the bolts, and opened the door with the kitchen knife she had grabbed from the counter held low by her thigh. Lucien’s eyes dropped to it. “A butter knife?” “It cuts tomatoes.” “Formidable.” “Don’t push it.” He stepped inside without waiting for permission. Of course he did. The flat shrank around him, its thin walls and overfilled shelves suddenly unequal to the force of his presence. He closed the door and set the locks in place with practised hands, then turned to her. His suit jacket hung open. Dark blood stained the white cuff of his left shirt sleeve. Aurora pointed at it. “That yours?” “Sadly not.” “You look disappointed.” “I had a perfectly good evening planned.” “You had a perfectly good evening planned, and you chose to break into my friend’s flat.” “I knocked.” “You tried the handle first.” “Professional curiosity.” “Professional trespass.” The amber eye warmed a shade, or she imagined it. Lucien did not smile. He had stopped smiling at her months ago, after she had walked out of his office in Soho and told him every elegant lie he sold came with a body beneath it. She had meant it. He had not stopped her. “Where is Eva?” Aurora asked. Lucien glanced towards the table. “That is the question.” He crossed the room, moving with that measured uneven rhythm his cane disguised more than supported. The flat smelled of old paper, cat fur, and cardamom drifting up through the floorboards. Eva had turned every usable surface into a nest of research. Scrolls lay open beside library books. A page of symbols had been pinned to the wall with a fork. Lucien plucked a loose sheet from the table. “Do not touch anything.” “If she wanted privacy, she should not have left a breadcrumb trail across East London.” “That is not how breadcrumbs work.” “In France, we value metaphor more than practicality.” “You value whatever helps you win.” His jaw shifted. Aurora wished she had not said it. Not because it was untrue. Because the words opened a door she had spent months nailing shut. Lucien set the paper down. “You are still angry.” “You are still arrogant.” “Both can be true.” Ptolemy crept out from beneath the sofa, tail low. He watched Lucien from a safe distance, then crossed the room with solemn purpose and sniffed at the blood on Lucien’s cuff. Lucien looked down. “Even the cat remembers me.” “The cat remembers you fed him smoked salmon.” “I fed him once.” “You fed him an entire packet because you said he looked undernourished.” “He did.” “He was eleven kilos.” “Large bones.” Aurora almost laughed. The sound caught before it left her. Lucien had noticed. He always noticed. His gaze lifted to hers, and the air between them tightened with all the things neither of them had said in the months since she left. His hand at the small of her back in a crowded room. His voice in French against her neck. The night she found blood on his bathroom tiles and learned that he had lied about who had died for the information he gave her. She had asked him whether any of it had been real. He had answered too late. A thud rattled the front door. Both of them turned. Another thud followed, harder. The locks held. Ptolemy hissed. Lucien’s hand dropped to the ivory handle of his cane. Aurora raised the knife. “Your seated man has friends?” “He had no friends.” “Comforting.” The door buckled under a third impact. Lucien pulled the concealed blade from the cane. A slim line of silver flashed in the lamplight. The weapon looked too delicate to matter. Aurora had seen him use it once. Delicate was not the word she had chosen afterward. “Stay behind me,” he said. “No.” His black eye fixed on hers. “Rory.” The use of her name cut deeper than the blade in his hand. He had not called her that since the alley behind Silas’ bar. Since she had let him see the soft parts of her and hated herself for it the following morning. She stepped beside him instead. “You don’t give orders in this flat.” “This is not the time to revive our domestic dispute.” “Our what?” The door crashed inward. Wood splintered. One deadbolt tore free. A long grey arm thrust through the gap, its fingers ending in yellowed hooked nails. Aurora drove the kitchen knife down. The blade sank into flesh. Something on the other side shrieked, high and wet. The arm jerked back, wrenching the knife from her hand. Lucien caught Aurora by the waist and pulled her clear as the door flew open. The thing that entered had once worn a man’s shape. It hunched beneath the low frame in a shredded black coat, its jaw unhinged too wide, gums packed with needle teeth. Its skin sagged in patches, pale as wax. Three black cords ran from its throat down into its chest, pulsing beneath the flesh. A tethered wraith. Aurora had seen drawings in Eva’s books. None of them had captured the smell. Rotting meat and hot metal filled the flat. “Eva’s alive,” Lucien said. The wraith lunged. Lucien met it with the cane blade. Silver carved across its cheek. Black fluid sprayed the wall, smoking where it hit Eva’s notes. The creature slammed him into the bookshelf. Books thundered down around them. Aurora grabbed the nearest heavy object, an iron paperweight shaped like a raven, and hurled it. It struck the wraith’s temple. The creature snapped towards her. “Brilliant,” Lucien said through clenched teeth. “Now it wants you.” “Get in line.” The wraith leapt over the table. Aurora seized the blue canvas bag lying half-hidden beneath the chair. Eva’s bag. Its strap wrapped around her fist as she swung it into the creature’s face. Something hard inside cracked against bone. The wraith staggered. Lucien drove his blade into the black cords at its throat. The thing convulsed. Its scream shook the glasses in the cupboard. Lucien twisted the blade once. The cords burst. Black fire raced over the creature’s body. It collapsed in on itself, limbs folding with a sickening series of pops. Ash scattered across the floor, then vanished before it reached the rug. Silence crashed down. Aurora stood with Eva’s bag clutched against her chest. Lucien remained by the fallen bookshelf, blade lowered, blood dripping from his sleeve onto the floorboards. A noise came from inside the bag. Not a phone. A slow, deliberate knock. Aurora looked at Lucien. His expression changed. For the first time since he had appeared at the door, the easy control left his face. “Put it down,” he said. The bag knocked again. Then Eva’s voice came from inside it, thin with terror. “Rory, don’t let him open it.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags10
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences85
tagDensity0.118
leniency0.235
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
83.92% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1866
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"sharply"
count1
1
adverb"softly"
count1
2
adverb"suddenly"
count1
3
adverb"sadly"
count1
4
adverb"perfectly"
count2
highlights
0"sharply"
1"softly"
2"suddenly"
3"sadly"
4"perfectly"
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)
73.20% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1866
totalAiIsms10
found
0
word"flicked"
count1
1
word"pulse"
count1
2
word"sense of"
count1
3
word"weight"
count1
4
word"stomach"
count1
5
word"measured"
count1
6
word"comforting"
count1
7
word"thundered"
count1
8
word"raced"
count1
9
word"silence"
count1
highlights
0"flicked"
1"pulse"
2"sense of"
3"weight"
4"stomach"
5"measured"
6"comforting"
7"thundered"
8"raced"
9"silence"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences177
matches
0"n with terror"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences177
filterMatches
0"see"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences254
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen32
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1866
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions14
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
33.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions72
wordCount1439
uniqueNames10
maxNameDensity1.88
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Aurora24
Lucien27
Moreau1
Eva11
Ptolemy4
White1
Hart1
Soho1
French1
Since1
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Lucien"
2"Moreau"
3"Eva"
4"Ptolemy"
5"White"
6"Hart"
places
0"Soho"
1"French"
globalScore0.562
windowScore0.333
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences97
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1866
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences254
matches
0"learned that he"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs177
mean10.54
std13.39
cv1.27
sampleLengths
023
156
26
310
41
55
64
75
815
972
107
1118
1219
136
148
1532
1611
173
182
193
2037
213
223
231
245
255
265
2736
2812
296
303
3157
3210
332
341
352
366
372
384
394
4013
417
424
4311
446
454
463
475
485
494
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences177
matches
0"been pinned"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs245
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences254
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount426
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount16
adverbRatio0.03755868544600939
lyAdverbCount3
lyAdverbRatio0.007042253521126761
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences254
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences254
mean7.35
std5.62
cv0.765
sampleLengths
023
122
23
33
411
517
66
710
81
95
104
115
124
133
144
154
1615
1715
1819
1923
207
2118
226
236
243
254
266
278
2822
2910
3011
313
322
333
3417
356
3614
373
383
391
405
415
425
4322
445
459
466
476
486
493
46.85% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats8
diversityRatio0.2952755905511811
totalSentences254
uniqueOpeners75
41.15% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences162
matches
0"Of course he did."
1"Then Eva’s voice came from"
ratio0.012
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount40
totalSentences162
matches
0"He looked as though he"
1"His ivory-handled cane rested against"
2"She tightened her grip on"
3"He had always looked at"
4"His eyes flicked beyond her"
5"He reached inside his jacket."
6"She slid the third lock"
7"Her pulse hammered against the"
8"She did not answer."
9"Her phone buzzed a third"
10"She stared at the door."
11"Her fingers went to the"
12"She stopped herself."
13"She pictured him shifting his"
14"She had carried it through"
15"He stepped inside without waiting"
16"He closed the door and"
17"His suit jacket hung open."
18"He had stopped smiling at"
19"She had meant it."
ratio0.247
34.07% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount138
totalSentences162
matches
0"The first deadbolt snapped back,"
1"He looked as though he"
2"Platinum hair swept back from"
3"His ivory-handled cane rested against"
4"The other, black as a"
5"Aurora kept the chain on."
6"The line landed cleanly."
7"That made it worse."
8"The cat had no love"
9"She tightened her grip on"
10"Lucien’s gaze dropped to her"
11"He had always looked at"
12"Weaknesses disguised as details."
13"His eyes flicked beyond her"
14"Aurora felt the old spark"
15"That stopped her."
16"The corridor behind him held"
17"A floorboard groaned on the"
18"Lucien did not look back,"
19"He reached inside his jacket."
ratio0.852
30.86% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences162
matches
0"Because the words opened a"
ratio0.006
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences52
technicalSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags10
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences85
tagDensity0.082
leniency0.165
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
88.1134%