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Run: 2026-07-25-01KYD5HVNS7C7MFTW2E3BREKH0
Run Details
Model:
MoonshotAI: Kimi K3 (Reasoning, High)
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Thriller: chase through city streets
Duration:
2m 40s
Cost:
$0.067707
Provider:
Moonshot AI
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
95.11%
AI-ism adverb frequency
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
(details)
95.11%
AI-ism word frequency
(details)
100.00%
Cliché density
(details)
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
(details)
100.00%
Filter word density
(details)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
(details)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
(details)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
(details)
80.05%
Name drop frequency
(details)
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
(details)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
(details)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
(details)
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
(details)
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
(details)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
(details)
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
(details)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
(details)
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
(details)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
(details)
56.73%
Sentence opener variety
(details)
68.49%
Adverb-first sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
(details)
49.04%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
97.51%
Technical jargon density
(details)
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
91.4008%
Overall
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
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AI
The bone token hit the
pavement before Tomás Herrera did.
Quinn caught its bounce from
the corner of her eye, a pale disc skittering through rain and neon, and closed her hand round it before the crowd outside the Raven’s Nest could swallow it whole. Above the door, the bar’s green sign hissed and buzzed, throwing pond light over black umbrellas and the wet shoulders of Soho. Herrera
was already moving
. “Police! Herrera!” He didn’t look back.
That told her more than
a glance would have.
Quinn shoved between a pair
of tourists arguing over a folded map and broke into a run. Her boots struck water.
Her left wrist ached where
the worn leather
watch
sat tight against the bone, an old habit, counting seconds she did not have. Ahead, Herrera cut through the alley beside the bar, olive skin grey under the lamp, dark curls flattened by rain, a steel medical case chained to his right hand. The case was enough.
She had watched him carry
it from the Nest’s back room three minutes earlier, watched the bookshelf inside breathe open for him, watched Silas’ people pretend the wall had always moved like that. She blew her whistle. No uniforms answered. Of course not.
Her tip had come with
no source, no warrant, no patience from the duty inspector. “Stop!”
Herrera vaulted a stack of
crates. The chain snapped taut. The case slammed into brick, but he held on and landed running. “You’re making it worse!” he shouted. “Says every man with stolen morphine in a lunchbox!” “Not morphine!” “Then stop and invoice me!”
He laughed once, sharp and
breathless, and turned onto Brewer Street. Rain needled Quinn’s face.
Shopfronts bled colour into the
gutters, red, blue, the sour yellow of a late chicken shop.
A minicab fishtailed past and
soaked her to the knees.
She kept her eyes on
the case. For six months the clique had left fingerprints on her city and no bodies she could book. Pharmacies robbed with no broken locks. A morgue drawer signed out to a dead consultant. A boy from Peckham found screaming in an empty church, his blood full of silver iodide and something the lab could only name as “contaminant unknown.” Every thread ended at the same dim bar with old maps on the walls and photographs black-and-white enough to make the dead look fashionable. Herrera was the softest thread. A former NHS paramedic with a licence surrendered and a scar along his left forearm from a knife he never reported. A fixer with warm brown eyes and the kind of pity that made dangerous men confess. Quinn had expected him to run toward people. He ran toward Camden instead. That should have slowed her. It didn’t.
He dodged through traffic on
Shaftesbury Avenue. Buses groaned. Horns cracked the wet air. Quinn followed, shoulder-checking a courier whose bike spat sparks as it slid.
She heard him swear in
Spanish, then in English, then in something with too many consonants for a tongue. “Herrera, last warning!” “You had your last warning at the Nest!” “I don’t recall being offered cake!” “You were offered the door!” He glanced back then. Streetlight caught the Saint Christopher medallion at his throat, little silver saint drowning and rising with every stride. Good. Fear made men sloppy. Quinn put on speed.
Her coat dragged, heavy with
rain. The token in her fist felt colder than the weather had any right to make it. Bone, not ceramic.
She knew by the pores
against her palm, the faint ridge where a symbol had
been carved
and rubbed down by thumbs. At Cambridge Circus he vanished into a stairwell marked by a grilled gate and a faded roundel, one of those Underground mouths London kept shut and forgot to feed. The gate stood open. Chains lay in a heap, cut clean. No commuters used it. No buskers. No foxes.
Even the rats seemed to
have signed a petition. Quinn stopped at the mouth. Stale air rose from below, warm as breath, carrying wet dust, ozone, incense, and the coppery sweetness of blood recently convinced to behave. Her radio crackled. “DI Quinn, confirm position.” She thumbed it off. Below, Herrera’s
footsteps
changed. Concrete became tile, tile became metal, metal became something that rang like a bell under a boot. “Don’t follow me, Detective.”
His voice came up softened
by the dark. “You are not dressed for it.” “I’ve got a warrant in my coat.” “You’ve got a dead man’s token in your hand.” Quinn looked down. The rain had washed the disc clean. Not blank. Not bone-smooth. Under her thumb sat initials, small as fingernail scars. D.M. The stairwell tilted for half a second.
She set her boot on
the first step to stop it. DS Morris had filled his reports with practical ink and bad jokes. Morris, who knocked twice on every door and once on every coffin. Morris, who vanished three years ago inside a Docklands lock-up while Quinn stood outside with a perimeter and faith in procedure.
They found his radio, his
shoes, his warrant card folded into a paper crane. No blood. No teeth. No Morris. “Where did you get this?” No answer. “Herrera.” “Trade secret.” She took the second step. “You run off-book medicine for thieves and monsters. I have seen the invoices.” “Monsters pay in cash. Thieves pay in promises. I take cash.” “And tonight?” A pause. Water dripped somewhere deep. Then: “Tonight a child has two shadows and one of them is hungry.” Quinn almost laughed. Almost. “You expect me to swallow that?” “No. I expect you to arrest me at the bottom before I spend money I don’t have.” She descended. The abandoned station opened by degrees. First the dead advert frames, their posters peeled into pale tongues.
Then tiles once cream now
bruised brown, some replaced with newer ones marked by hand, spirals, eyes, a little stick figure hanging from a moon. The tunnel curved, and the curve was wrong. Camden had stations that went down, yes, but none that went inward. At the old ticket barrier stood a woman in a high-vis jacket over Victorian lace. Her shaved head shone. She held a lantern that gave light without flame and chewed a toothpick with menace. Herrera raised his token. She raised hers back, bored as a bus driver. “Full moon moved us again,” he said. “Full moon moves everybody,” she said. “Friend behind you has iron in her stare.” Quinn kept her badge low. “City of London Police.” “Wrong city.” The woman smiled with too many gums. “Token.” “I’m with him.” “Nobody’s with anybody down here, love. Token.” Herrera half-turned. “Detective Quinn, give it to her and walk away. It’ll let you out once. Once is a gift.” “Out?” The toothpick stopped. “In, out. Doors are Catholic that way. Token, or I feed your coat to the track.” Quinn’s hand closed over D.M. Every sensible year of her eighteen told her to call it, retreat, seal the stair, drag Herrera up by the medallion and let the CPS invent a charge that stuck. Every sensible year had also stood outside a lock-up in Docklands and listened to a man stop screaming. She held out the token. The woman did not take it. She pressed her own bone disc against Quinn’s palm instead. Cold met cold. Something clicked like a key in a tooth. Pain stitched Quinn’s fingers together. She bit down hard. The token sank half an inch into her skin and rooted there, white under red, a coin swallowed by flesh. Her
watch
strap went tight as her wrist swelled, then eased when the leather tore at the seam. “Refundable,” the woman said. Herrera swore. “You didn’t have to brand her.” “She branded herself, medic. Hands are honest.” Beyond the barrier the tunnel widened into the Veil Market. Quinn had raided markets before. Petticoat Lane at dawn, chop shops in Dagenham smelling of burnt clutch plates, once a shipping container outside Tilbury where men sold passports and girls with their eyelids taped open. None of them prepared her for the station opening into a hall that should have needed planning permission from Hell. Stalls crowded the platform edges and climbed the walls. Lanterns hung from hooks screwed into nothing. A butcher’s counter displayed hearts still negotiating. Jars of teeth leaned in rows by size and sin. A bookseller turned pages with tweezers while the pages
tried to
turn him. Under the old line to Mornington Crescent, tracks gleamed wet though no train had touched them in decades. On the far platform, a string quartet played with their backs to the crowd, bows moving, no sound reaching Quinn until she blinked. Rain could not reach here. Her coat steamed anyway. Herrera moved fast now the chase had become errand. “Keep close. Don’t buy. Don’t sample. Don’t say your name twice.” “Is that a rule or a spell?” “Yes.” He ducked under a awning stitched from ambulance blankets. Quinn followed because the token in her palm
pulled that way
, a fishhook under the bone. A stallholder rose from a bath chair. Elderly, immaculate, gloves to the elbow, face powdered until expression had to apply for permission. Behind him, shelves carried inhalers, epinephrine pens, NHS saline, and boxes labelled in Greek backwards. “Herrera,” he said. “Your credit died screaming last Tuesday.” “Your mother still owes me a spleen.” “My mother was the spleen.” Herrera set the steel case on the counter and unlocked it with the chain key. Inside, nestled in cold packs, sat six vials the colour of weak tea and a seventh black as a closed eye. Quinn reached for her cuffs. “That’s evidence.” The stallholder’s glove closed over her hand faster than age allowed. “That’s stock.” “Remove your hand before I lose my manners.” “Harlow,” Herrera said. She froze. She had not given him her first name tonight. The stallholder’s powder cracked at the corners of his smile. “Oh. She’s the one from Docklands.” The quartet missed a note. Sound rushed in from nowhere, violin, cello, and underneath it a man breathing through a hole that should have closed. Quinn kept her eyes on the stallholder. “You know a lock-up by the river.” “I know interest when it walks in wearing a dead partner’s bone.” Herrera stepped between them. “Second breath. Now. The boy’s shadow learned to bite.” “Price went up when she touched the door.” “Then bill the door.” “The door billed her.” The token burned. Quinn’s palm split around its edge and healed too
quickly
, itching, wrong. She smelled Docklands then, impossible in the dry tunnel, tar and low tide and the chemical sweetness of the lock-up floor. She heard Morris knock twice on a door, then once on something that knocked back. “Where is he?” The stallholder turned a vial to the light. “Purchased. Paid. Poor man.” Herrera’s voice dropped. “Quinn, look at me.” She didn’t. The market had gone quiet in the way crowds do when teeth show. Stalls kept trading, hands kept passing coins, but shoulders turned. The lantern woman from the barrier had appeared at the platform edge, toothpick gone, lantern lifted. On the opposite track stood three men in Metropolitan Police high-vis, faces hidden by caps, boots polished, feet not touching the ground. Herrera saw them. “Oh, you clever idiot.” Quinn’s cuffs were in her hand. “You brought me here.” “I told you to walk away.” “After showing me Morris’s name.” “After you stole it from the rain.” The middle officer raised his head. The cap brim shadow stayed put while the face under it lifted, pale,
familiar
, ruined at the edges like a photograph left in water. Morris smiled with Quinn’s dead certainty and spoke in Herrera’s voice. “Trade secret, Harlow.” The token ripped free of her palm and
hung in the air
between them, spinning, dripping her blood upward. Every lantern in the Veil Market leaned toward her. The stallholder snapped the black vial into a syringe. “Decision, Detective. Arrest the medic, save the boy, or ask the ghost where he keeps the rest of you.” Behind Quinn, the barrier gate slammed. In front of her, Morris opened his coat. Inside, where a chest should have been, a bookshelf stood
slightly
ajar.
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"moonshotai/kimi-k3-20260715"
provider_name
"Moonshot AI"
status
200
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"req-1785000947-x7uX5fZCamVTnKb20Nd3"
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api_type
"completions"
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"gen-1785000947-5MVNUnr6CI1j2wCnGtIn"
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"chatcmpl-6a64f3f4df6c5c73a15f132d"
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0.067707
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0
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"Moonshot AI"
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data_region
"global"
Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
10
adverbTagCount
0
adverbTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
67
tagDensity
0.149
leniency
0.299
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
95.11%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
2043
totalAiIsmAdverbs
2
found
0
adverb
"quickly"
count
1
1
adverb
"slightly"
count
1
highlights
0
"quickly"
1
"slightly"
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)
95.11%
AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount
2043
totalAiIsms
2
found
0
word
"footsteps"
count
1
1
word
"familiar"
count
1
highlights
0
"footsteps"
1
"familiar"
100.00%
Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches
1
maxInWindow
1
found
0
label
"hung in the air"
count
1
highlights
0
"hung in the air"
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells
0
narrationSentences
171
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
2
hedgeCount
2
narrationSentences
171
filterMatches
0
"watch"
hedgeMatches
0
"seemed to"
1
"tried to"
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
228
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
repeatedSegmentCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
52
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
2043
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
17
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
80.05%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
84
wordCount
1644
uniqueNames
34
maxNameDensity
1.4
worstName
"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity
2.5
worstWindowName
"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Tomás
1
Herrera
17
Raven
1
Nest
2
Soho
1
Brewer
1
Street
1
Quinn
23
Peckham
1
Camden
2
Shaftesbury
1
Avenue
1
Spanish
1
English
1
Saint
1
Christopher
1
Cambridge
1
Circus
1
Underground
1
London
1
Morris
7
Docklands
3
Victorian
1
Veil
2
Market
2
Lane
1
Dagenham
1
Tilbury
1
Hell
1
Mornington
1
Crescent
1
Greek
1
Metropolitan
1
Police
1
persons
0
"Tomás"
1
"Herrera"
2
"Nest"
3
"Quinn"
4
"Saint"
5
"Christopher"
6
"Underground"
7
"Morris"
8
"Market"
places
0
"Raven"
1
"Soho"
2
"Brewer"
3
"Street"
4
"Shaftesbury"
5
"Avenue"
6
"Spanish"
7
"English"
8
"Cambridge"
9
"London"
10
"Docklands"
11
"Veil"
12
"Lane"
13
"Tilbury"
14
"Hell"
15
"Mornington"
16
"Crescent"
17
"Greek"
18
"Metropolitan"
globalScore
0.8
windowScore
0.833
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
100
glossingSentenceCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches
0
per1kWords
0
wordCount
2043
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
1
totalSentences
228
matches
0
"pulled that way"
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
115
mean
17.77
std
18.84
cv
1.06
sampleLengths
0
10
1
61
2
2
3
13
4
73
5
37
6
25
7
1
8
22
9
6
10
9
11
2
12
5
13
48
14
82
15
55
16
7
17
45
18
3
19
8
20
6
21
5
22
22
23
5
24
51
25
40
26
17
27
28
28
7
29
4
30
21
31
18
32
7
33
9
34
23
35
1
36
18
37
65
38
5
39
2
40
1
41
2
42
18
43
11
44
2
45
19
46
4
47
6
48
17
49
2
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
1
totalSentences
171
matches
0
"been carved"
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
1
totalVerbs
284
matches
0
"was already moving"
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
0
semicolonCount
0
flaggedSentences
0
totalSentences
228
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
449
adjectiveStacks
0
stackExamples
(empty)
adverbCount
6
adverbRatio
0.013363028953229399
lyAdverbCount
0
lyAdverbRatio
0
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
228
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
228
mean
8.96
std
7.35
cv
0.82
sampleLengths
0
10
1
35
2
22
3
4
4
2
5
4
6
9
7
17
8
4
9
23
10
29
11
4
12
33
13
4
14
3
15
3
16
15
17
1
18
6
19
4
20
12
21
6
22
9
23
2
24
5
25
11
26
4
27
16
28
10
29
7
30
17
31
6
32
9
33
50
34
5
35
21
36
16
37
8
38
5
39
5
40
2
41
7
42
2
43
5
44
12
45
19
46
3
47
8
48
6
49
5
56.73%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
19
diversityRatio
0.39035087719298245
totalSentences
228
uniqueOpeners
89
68.49%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
3
totalSentences
146
matches
0
"Of course not."
1
"Even the rats seemed to"
2
"Then tiles once cream now"
ratio
0.021
100.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
32
totalSentences
146
matches
0
"He didn’t look back."
1
"Her boots struck water."
2
"Her left wrist ached where"
3
"She had watched him carry"
4
"She blew her whistle."
5
"Her tip had come with"
6
"He laughed once, sharp and"
7
"She kept her eyes on"
8
"He ran toward Camden instead."
9
"He dodged through traffic on"
10
"She heard him swear in"
11
"He glanced back then."
12
"Her coat dragged, heavy with"
13
"She knew by the pores"
14
"Her radio crackled."
15
"She thumbed it off."
16
"His voice came up softened"
17
"She set her boot on"
18
"They found his radio, his"
19
"She took the second step."
ratio
0.219
49.04%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
120
totalSentences
146
matches
0
"The bone token hit the"
1
"Quinn caught its bounce from"
2
"Herrera was already moving."
3
"He didn’t look back."
4
"That told her more than"
5
"Quinn shoved between a pair"
6
"Her boots struck water."
7
"Her left wrist ached where"
8
"The case was enough."
9
"She had watched him carry"
10
"She blew her whistle."
11
"Her tip had come with"
12
"Herrera vaulted a stack of"
13
"The chain snapped taut."
14
"The case slammed into brick,"
15
"He laughed once, sharp and"
16
"Rain needled Quinn’s face."
17
"Shopfronts bled colour into the"
18
"A minicab fishtailed past and"
19
"She kept her eyes on"
ratio
0.822
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
0
totalSentences
146
matches
(empty)
ratio
0
97.51%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
63
technicalSentenceCount
4
matches
0
"Concrete became tile, tile became metal, metal became something that rang like a bell under a boot."
1
"Morris, who vanished three years ago inside a Docklands lock-up while Quinn stood outside with a perimeter and faith in procedure."
2
"Camden had stations that went down, yes, but none that went inward."
3
"Sound rushed in from nowhere, violin, cello, and underneath it a man breathing through a hole that should have closed."
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
10
uselessAdditionCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
7
fancyCount
2
fancyTags
0
"he shouted (shout)"
1
"Peckham found (find)"
dialogueSentences
67
tagDensity
0.104
leniency
0.209
rawRatio
0.286
effectiveRatio
0.06
91.4008%