Run: 2026-09-10-01M25DFYCKGGJ9D9YS7RNP78HR

Run Details

Model:
DeepSeek V4.1 Flash (Reasoning, High)
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:
29.6s
Cost:
$0.002979
Provider:
DeepSeek

Evaluation summary

Score Evaluator
Details Link
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags (details)
91.13% AI-ism adverb frequency (details)
100.00% AI-ism character names (details)
100.00% AI-ism location names (details)
68.94% 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)
77.46% 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)
78.36% Sentence opener variety (details)
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts (details)
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts (details)
6.05% Subject-first sentence starts (details)
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts (details)
40.82% Technical jargon density (details)
100.00% Useless dialogue additions (details)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy) (details)
88.7588% Overall

Model input

System
You are an expert fiction writer. Always keep the following rules in mind: - Write in past tense and use General English spelling, grammar, and colloquialisms/slang. - Write in active voice - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. - Avoid adverbs and cliches and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Convey events and story through dialogue. - Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. - Skip "he/she said said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech - Avoid mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or add unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Reduce indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" When writing text: - NEVER conclude the scene on your own, follow the beat instructions very closely. - NEVER end with foreshadowing. - NEVER write further than what I prompt you with. - AVOID imagining possible endings, NEVER deviate from the instructions. - STOP EARLY if the continuation contains what was required in the instructions. You do not need to fill out the full amount of words possible.
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card"> <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor> <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height> <age>ageless</age> <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form> <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice> <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description> <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory> </character> <character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle"> <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor> <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair> <height>5'5"</height> <age>300 years old</age> <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance> <speech>speaks in riddles</speech> <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints> <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion> <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description> <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory> </character> <location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony"> <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler> <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor> <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description> </location> <location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)"> <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation> <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones> <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior> <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora> <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description> </location> <item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas"> <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor> <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial> <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size> <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior> <glow>faint inner glow</glow> <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description> </item> <item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts"> <material>moonsilver</material> <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape> <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature> <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow> <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power> <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo> <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description> </item> <lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology"> <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect> <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance> <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring> <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description> </lore> </codex> Continue the story using the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the fantasy genre. A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The rift split the air with a sound like wet cloth tearing. Rory felt it first through the pendant. The Heartstone warmed against her sternum, then burned, and she fished it out from under her collar. Crimson light pooled in her palm. The gem pulsed in time with something she could not see. Isolde crossed the wet grass of Richmond Park without leaving a mark in it. She stopped at the tear and tilted her head. "Through, then. It will not hold past the second bell." Nyx reached first. Their arm thinned to smoke, spread along the rift's edge, and tasted the other side. "It is warm," they whispered. "Hold your breath at the crossing." Rory gripped the shade's wrist and stepped forward. The crossing took no time and all of it. A pressure folded around her ribs and squeezed. Her ears popped. Then her boots struck ground that rang like glazed clay, and she opened her eyes on a sky the colour of honey held up to a lamp. No sun. No clouds. The whole vault above her glowed amber, brighter at the horizon, dimming to old gold overhead. Shapes drifted in it, too slow for birds, too wide for anything she had a word for. "Breathe through your mouth," Isolde said, landing beside her. "The air is heavy here." It was. Rory's first breath came like syrup. Cardamom. Burnt sugar. Green stems under it, sharp as cut grass. Her lungs took it in and her stomach answered with a hunger that folded her at the waist. She straightened. Blinked hard. "That isn't mine," she said. "It is now." Nyx settled into full form, tall and dark, their violet eyes catching the amber. "This realm does not make food. It makes wanting." Rory looked down. The ground sloped away in broad terraces, red as old brick, warm through the soles of her boots. Vines ran in long rows down the hill, each one knuckled and heavy with fruit. She reached for the nearest cluster. The vine flinched. She pulled her hand back. The leaves had curled away from her fingers and stayed curled, trembling, until she took a step clear of them. "Plants that know a stranger," she said. "Everything here knows a stranger." Isolde walked past her, silver hair lifting in a wind that Rory could not feel. They went down. The vineyard spread wider than the slope could hold. Rows folded back into each other, doubling, so that Rory passed the same crooked post three times before she understood they were walking a spiral rather than a line. The fruit hung at eye level, gold when she looked at it, deep purple when she looked away, gold again when she turned back. Each one the size of her fist. Each one perfect. Her mouth watered. She kept her hands at her sides. The Fae blade hung cold against her hip. She laid a palm over the hilt and let the chill crawl up her wrist to her elbow. It helped. Slightly. The soil gave under her boots and squelched, rich and dark and warm, and the warmth came up through her socks. No wind. No birds. Somewhere below, water moved in a stone channel, and when Rory looked down at it, the water ran the wrong way, sliding uphill toward a cistern that had no top. "Listen," Nyx said. She listened. Sound came all at once, the way a room arrives when a door opens. Bells, low and regular, from a direction she could not point to. Music underneath them, strings bent out of tune and then back, as though whoever played did not know the shape of a note and did not care. Voices. Laughter. A long, patient sound like a knife on a whetstone, over and over. "What is that last one?" Rory asked. "Someone sharpening," Isolde said. "For eight hundred years." They walked on. The rows ended at a wall of trees whose bark twisted in braided ropes, and the braids were moving, slowly, taking decades to complete a turn. Fruit hung from them in impossible pairs. Peaches fused to figs. Pears split open around pomegranate seeds. Rory stopped under one and stared. "It's grafting itself," she said. "It is trying to be eaten," Nyx said. "Everything here is trying to be eaten. Walk." Past the trees, the terraces broke into gardens — long beds of herbs she half-recognised, tied in bundles the height of her chest, root vegetables turned up out of the soil in spirals, a field of peppers in colours that hurt to look at directly. Something breathed in the beds, under the leaves, small and content. Figures worked between the rows. Pale linen, wide hats, bare arms brown from a sun that did not exist. They bent to the vines and did not look up. "Helbound," Nyx said. "Souls under contract. They tend. They cook. They are paid in years." "Whose years?" Rory asked. Nyx said nothing. One of the figures straightened. A woman, old and broad, with soil packed under her fingernails and a face that had stopped moving a long time ago. She looked at Rory for a moment. Then at the pendant. "You are early," she said. Her voice was flat, unhurried, sanded smooth. "The feast is not until the third bell." "We're not here for the feast," Rory said. "Everyone is here for the feast." The woman looked at the pendant again. Her eyes narrowed, then widened, then settled. She picked up her basket and turned back to the vines. "Do not eat the fruit from the low rows. The low rows are for the Prince." "The Prince," Rory said. "Belphegor." The woman did not turn round. "You will smell him before you see him. He smells of cloves and cold iron. Walk the other way when you do." She bent back to the vines and said no more. Isolde had walked ahead, silent, her feet finding the dry stones between the beds. Nyx stood at the edge of the garden, and their outline thinned where the amber light cut through them, and their violet eyes stayed on the path that led deeper. Rory caught up. The gardens ran on and down, and below the gardens there was a low, wide building of pale stone, and beyond that a colonnade, and beyond that something that glinted. Music drifted up. The bells rang again. Her stomach hurt with a hunger that had nothing to do with her body and everything to do with the sky. She took the pendant in her fist and squeezed until the warmth steadied. "Which way?" she said. Isolde looked down at her with those pale lavender eyes, unhurried, and pointed at the colonnade without a word, and walked toward it.
created_at"2026-09-10T10:23:25.08Z" 9/10/2026, 10:23:25 AM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags19
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences29
tagDensity0.655
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
91.13% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1127
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
1
adverb"slowly"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
1"slowly"
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)
68.94% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1127
totalAiIsms7
found
0
word"pulsed"
count1
1
word"stomach"
count2
2
word"perfect"
count1
3
word"chill"
count1
4
word"warmth"
count2
highlights
0"pulsed"
1"stomach"
2"perfect"
3"chill"
4"warmth"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences104
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences104
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences114
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen45
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1128
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions13
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
77.46% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions32
wordCount965
uniqueNames8
maxNameDensity1.45
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Heartstone1
Richmond1
Park1
Rory14
Nyx7
Isolde6
Fae1
Past1
persons
0"Heartstone"
1"Rory"
2"Nyx"
3"Isolde"
places
0"Richmond"
1"Park"
globalScore0.775
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences58
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1128
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences114
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs50
mean22.56
std19.23
cv0.853
sampleLengths
012
141
223
310
418
511
68
747
837
914
1037
114
125
1326
1442
153
1625
177
1820
193
2072
2110
2229
2355
243
252
2668
277
288
293
3049
315
3216
3356
3429
3515
364
373
3838
3920
408
4147
424
4329
4410
4544
4661
4713
484
4923
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences104
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs170
matches
0"were walking"
1"were moving"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount1
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences1
totalSentences114
ratio0.009
matches
0"Past the trees, the terraces broke into gardens — long beds of herbs she half-recognised, tied in bundles the height of her chest, root vegetables turned up out of the soil in spirals, a field of peppers in colours that hurt to look at directly."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount965
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount28
adverbRatio0.029015544041450778
lyAdverbCount3
lyAdverbRatio0.0031088082901554403
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences114
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences114
mean9.89
std8.16
cv0.825
sampleLengths
012
17
217
36
411
514
69
710
83
915
105
116
128
139
148
153
1627
172
182
1916
2017
219
225
232
246
251
262
278
2818
292
302
315
3217
339
343
3518
3615
376
383
395
4020
417
4220
433
449
4529
4624
477
483
493
78.36% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats4
diversityRatio0.49122807017543857
totalSentences114
uniqueOpeners56
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences76
matches
0"Then her boots struck ground"
1"Somewhere below, water moved in"
2"Then at the pendant."
ratio0.039
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount19
totalSentences76
matches
0"She stopped at the tear"
1"Their arm thinned to smoke,"
2"Her ears popped."
3"Her lungs took it in"
4"She reached for the nearest"
5"She pulled her hand back."
6"They went down."
7"Her mouth watered."
8"She kept her hands at"
9"She laid a palm over"
10"They walked on."
11"They bent to the vines"
12"She looked at Rory for"
13"Her voice was flat, unhurried,"
14"Her eyes narrowed, then widened,"
15"She picked up her basket"
16"She bent back to the"
17"Her stomach hurt with a"
18"She took the pendant in"
ratio0.25
6.05% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount69
totalSentences76
matches
0"The rift split the air"
1"Rory felt it first through"
2"The Heartstone warmed against her"
3"Crimson light pooled in her"
4"The gem pulsed in time"
5"Isolde crossed the wet grass"
6"She stopped at the tear"
7"Nyx reached first."
8"Their arm thinned to smoke,"
9"Rory gripped the shade's wrist"
10"The crossing took no time"
11"A pressure folded around her"
12"Her ears popped."
13"The whole vault above her"
14"Shapes drifted in it, too"
15"Isolde said, landing beside her"
16"Rory's first breath came like"
17"Her lungs took it in"
18"Nyx settled into full form,"
19"Rory looked down."
ratio0.908
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences76
matches(empty)
ratio0
40.82% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences35
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Her lungs took it in and her stomach answered with a hunger that folded her at the waist."
1"Somewhere below, water moved in a stone channel, and when Rory looked down at it, the water ran the wrong way, sliding uphill toward a cistern that had no top."
2"Pale linen, wide hats, bare arms brown from a sun that did not exist."
3"A woman, old and broad, with soil packed under her fingernails and a face that had stopped moving a long time ago."
4"The gardens ran on and down, and below the gardens there was a low, wide building of pale stone, and beyond that a colonnade, and beyond that something that gli…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags19
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags15
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"they whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences29
tagDensity0.517
leniency1
rawRatio0.067
effectiveRatio0.067
88.7588%