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Run: 2026-10-05-01M46BGMZG5K2Y0KD2PW6W5KBT
Run Details
Model:
GPT-6.1 Sol (Reasoning, Medium)
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Romance: separated couple reunites
Duration:
1m 37s
Cost:
$0.032283
Provider:
OpenAI
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism adverb frequency
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
(details)
87.57%
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)
54.86%
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)
46.84%
Sentence opener variety
(details)
92.08%
Adverb-first sentence starts
(details)
60.88%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
(details)
53.92%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
27.62%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Technical jargon density
(details)
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
90.7926%
Overall
Model input
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>
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Rory opened the door with
a kitchen knife behind her thigh, and Lucien Moreau caught the blade before she could raise it. “Still answering callers with cutlery.” “Still arriving where you’re not wanted.”
He held the flat of
the knife between two fingers.
Blood slipped over his knuckle
and struck the threshold.
Rory looked from it to
his face.
His platinum hair had come
loose over his forehead. One lapel of his charcoal suit hung at an angle, and someone had torn the cloth beneath his ribs.
He kept his ivory-handled cane
tucked against his side. “You’re bleeding on Eva’s floor.” “Then let me in before I damage the landing as well.” “You’ve got the whole of London. Bleed somewhere else.” From the stairs below came the scrape of a shoe. Lucien released the knife. “Close the door, Aurora.” She
knew that voice
.
He had used it once
in a cellar in Soho, just before a man with silver teeth stopped smiling.
Rory dragged him inside and
slammed the door. First deadbolt. Second.
The third stuck until she
lifted the handle. A
footfall
reached the landing.
Lucien rested his palm against
the wood. Something stirred beneath his skin, a thin red light between his fingers. Outside, a man coughed.
Rory kept the knife level
with Lucien’s
stomach
. “What have you brought here?” “Nothing that crossed the threshold.” “That isn’t an answer.” “It is the useful part.” The handle turned. She held her breath. Beside her, Lucien’s jaw tightened.
His palm left a dark
print on the door, though none of the blood on it looked dry enough to mark the grain that way.
The handle returned to its
place. Footsteps retreated down the stairs. Rory waited until the curry house’s kitchen door banged below them. Then she stepped back. “You have thirty seconds.” “Your hospitality has suffered.” “You used to bring wine. Now you bring whatever that was.” “I can improve on one of those.” He reached inside his jacket. The knife rose. His hand stopped. “A letter.” “Use two fingers.”
He drew out a cream
envelope and laid it on the narrow hall table.
Her name covered the front
in black ink. Aurora Carter. Not Rory. Not the name she put on delivery receipts. The full name Lucien had sworn never to give anyone.
She pressed the knife point
against the envelope. “Who’s collecting this time?”
His gaze dropped to the
blade. “Not me.” Beyond the hall, Eva’s flat offered barely enough space for its contents. Books leaned in piles beside the sofa. Scrolls filled a fruit bowl. Research notes climbed the wall above a desk held together with tape and optimism. Cumin and fried onions drifted up through the floorboards, fighting the sharp smell of ink. Ptolemy emerged from beneath the sofa, took one look at Lucien and flattened his ears. “Good judge of character.” “The cat adored me.” “The cat ate a moth yesterday.” Rory moved towards the kitchen alcove, keeping him in sight. Eva had left three days earlier with a rucksack, two notebooks and strict instructions not to let anyone touch the papers on her desk. Rory had agreed to feed Ptolemy and stay until she returned. Lucien should not have known any of that. “How did you find me?” “Your flat above Silas’s bar was empty. The Golden Empress told me you had finished your shift. This was the remaining sensible address.” “You asked Yu-Fei?” “I bought dinner.” “Did you threaten him before or after the prawn crackers?” “Neither. He
charged
me twice the usual price and told me you deserved better company.”
She set the knife on
the counter, beyond his reach. “That sounds like him.” Lucien braced a hand against the back of a chair. The wood creaked.
His other hand covered the
tear in his jacket. Rory watched blood reach his cuff. “Sit down.” “I would prefer to explain first.” “Then explain sitting down. Eva likes that rug.”
He lowered himself into the
chair.
Even wounded, he did it
with an irritating care for his clothes, drawing back the ruined lapel before it could catch on the table. Rory took a clean tea towel from a drawer. “Press this against it.” He accepted the towel. Their fingers brushed. Six weeks, and her hand still knew his. She let go first. “Open the letter.” “You open it.” “It is addressed to you.” “And you’ve never opened something that wasn’t yours.” A muscle shifted beside his mouth.
He reached for the envelope
and broke its red seal. Rory stayed at the counter. He read the page once. Then again. “What?” “The debt has changed hands.” Her fingers curled around the counter’s edge. “You told me there was no debt.” “There should not have been.” “Careful, Lucien. You’re about to make lying sound like an administrative error.” He set the letter on the table. “The broker who held your name has sold his claims. All of them. Whoever bought them has chosen to collect.” Rory crossed the room and picked it up. Most of the page held neat blocks of script she could not read. At the bottom, in plain English, someone had written a sum beside her name. One living heart. Her thumb creased the paper. “Mine?” Lucien said nothing. She dropped the letter in front of him. “Say it.” “Yes.” Ptolemy sprang onto the sofa. His collar bell gave a small, cheerful jingle. Rory stared at Lucien’s bent head. “You said you’d settled it.” “I paid for the original claim. I destroyed the record in front of you.” “I remember.” He had come to Silas’s bar after closing. She had watched him burn a strip of parchment over a glass ashtray.
Afterwards, he had kissed the
inside of her left wrist, right beside the crescent scar. Three nights later, she had found a copy of the contract in his briefcase. Her name. His signature. Nothing beside hers. “You put me in that book in the first place.” “Yes.” The admission left no room for her to push. She dragged out the chair opposite him, but did not sit. “You could have told me about the second record.” “I learnt about it tonight.” “And about the first one?” He lifted his eyes to hers. “The men holding you would not accept money.” “They accepted my name.” “They accepted my guarantee.” “With my life attached.” “Yes.” Rory shoved the chair under the table. Its legs struck his shin. He did not flinch. “Don’t come here and make me thank you.” “I have not asked.” “You don’t have to. You stand there looking as if you’ve done the difficult thing and I’ve failed to understand it.” His fingers tightened on the bloodied towel. “I did the expedient thing. There is a difference.” She folded her arms, trapping her hands beneath them. “Did you come to explain, or because you need something?” “I came because they went to your flat.” The room lost its small domestic sounds. No pages shifting in the draught. No claws against upholstery. Rory glanced towards her phone on the counter. “Silas?” “Alive. Two broken fingers. He gave them nothing.” She reached for the phone. Lucien’s cane blocked her hand. “Do not call.” Her gaze snapped to him. He lowered the cane. “The letter carries a listening seal. Your voice will lead them to anyone who answers.” Rory looked at the envelope lying beside Eva’s research notes. “You brought that into a home?” “I needed you to see it. They have already found this one.” “Then break it.” “I cannot.” “You can bleed light into a door, but you can’t tear up a letter?” “The seal belongs to the recipient.” She picked up the envelope. Red wax clung to the torn flap. In its centre, a small hooked mark resembled a fish caught on a line. “What happens if I burn it?” “They hear the place where it burns.” “And if I drop it down the loo?” For the first time,
something like a smile touched his mouth
. “They will hear plumbing.” “Useful. Half of London has plumbing.” “The seal will remain on you.” Rory looked at her hands. A red line crossed the pad of her thumb where she had touched the wax. Lucien stood. She raised one hand. “Stay there.” “Aurora.” “You knew it would do that.” “I had to get it away from the landing. A seal left outside your door would let them cross.” “So you put it in my hand.” “I should have told you before you touched it.” “Yes. You should.” He sat again. That did more to halt her than an argument would have. He kept the towel pressed against his side and watched her without reaching for the envelope. Rory rubbed her thumb against her jeans. The mark stayed. “Give me something useful.” “Salt. A bowl. A needle.” She brought him a chipped cereal bowl and Eva’s sewing tin. He poured salt into the bowl, then took off his jacket. His white shirt clung to his side. Beneath the tear, three narrow wounds ran across his ribs. Rory’s hand stopped over the tin. “Who did that?” “The man downstairs.” “He had a knife?” “A hand.” She set the needle beside the bowl. “What are you?” His eyes lifted, amber and black, both fixed on her. “You have asked me that before.” “And you kissed me instead of answering.” “You let me.” “I won’t this time.” “My mother was human. My father came from Avaros.” She had heard the name in Eva’s kitchen, over cold takeaway and a spread of photographs no camera should have captured. Rory pulled out the chair and sat. “Half?” “Yes.” “And the half that isn’t human, does it have trouble telling the truth?” “No. That failing is entirely mine.” He laid his hand palm up beside the bowl. “One drop from the marked thumb. Then put the envelope in the salt.” Rory picked up the needle. “Tell me what it costs.” “A small sting.” “Not that.” His gaze shifted to the envelope. “They will lose your location. They will know I helped you.” “Don’t they already?” “Now they can make a case.” She pricked her thumb and squeezed one drop onto the salt. It hissed. The red line faded from her skin. When she pushed the envelope into the bowl, the paper curled around itself. A thin sound rose from it, almost a voice, then stopped. Lucien
let out a breath
. Rory fetched another towel. “Take the shirt off.” “That sounds unlike a dismissal.” “You’ll spoil the chair.” He unfastened his cuffs. The small movements took effort. By the third button, his hands had begun to shake. She pulled her chair closer. “Stop.” He obeyed. Rory finished the buttons. Under her knuckles, his skin held the same
warmth
she remembered, though she had expected something else now. A
chill
. Some sign she could have recognised sooner. He watched her face while she eased the cloth away from the wounds. “Does it trouble you?” “You’ll need to narrow that down.” “What I am.” She pressed the folded towel to his ribs. He caught his breath. “What you did troubles me.” His shoulders lowered a fraction. “The rest can join the queue.” The wounds had clean edges. No splinters, no grit. She held pressure over them, aware of his bare shoulder beside her cheek and the stillness he had chosen.
Once, his hand would have
settled at her waist.
Now it rested on his
own knee. “You could have knocked six weeks ago.” “You told me not to.” “I told you never to touch me again.” “I heard the rest.” She looked up. His mouth sat close enough for her to see the small cut at its corner. She had once bitten him there, laughing against his lips in the back seat of a hired car. Rory pressed harder against the towel. He winced. “Good.” “Thoroughly deserved.” “Don’t agree with everything. It makes this harder.” “What would you like me to contest?” She looked down at her hands. “The part where you let me walk out believing none of it mattered.” He caught her wrist, then loosened his grip before she could pull away. “It mattered.” “Which part?” “The four flights of stairs to your room. Your cold feet against my legs. The dreadful tea you made because you refused to learn how I took it.” “You took it like a Frenchman. With complaints.” “I took it because you made it.” Her fingers slipped against the towel. He turned her wrist without drawing her closer. His thumb rested below the old crescent scar. “I did not come to collect forgiveness.” “No. Just blood in my cereal bowl.” “And assistance with my shirt.” She looked at his mouth again. Lucien stayed still. “Ask me.” His thumb stopped. “May I kiss you?” Rory leaned in before she could make the answer sound safer than it was. “Yes.” He met her halfway. The kiss began with care, his mouth brushing hers once before she gripped his bare shoulder.
Then he made a low
sound against her lips and she moved closer, the chair scraping beneath her. His hand settled at her jaw. Not her neck. Not a hold she would have to break. She tasted blood from the cut in his lip. She drew back enough to touch it with her thumb. “This fixes nothing.” “I know.” “And you don’t get to decide what I can bear.” “No.” She kissed him again, harder this time. Three blows struck the front door. Rory jerked back. Lucien rose so fast her towel fell to the floor. “Rory?” Eva’s voice. Ptolemy leapt from the sofa and ran into the bedroom. Rory took a step towards the hall. Lucien caught her elbow. “The cat.” She stopped. Outside, keys rattled. “Open up. I’ve got my hands full.” Rory looked at the door. At the three deadbolts she had drawn herself. “What did you leave for Ptolemy?” A pause. “Food. Rory, come on.” “What food?” Lucien pulled the ivory handle from his cane. A thin blade slid free without a sound. The first deadbolt snapped back. Rory grabbed the kitchen knife. “Eva hates that name.” The second bolt tore out of its housing and struck the opposite wall. Lucien stepped beside her, blade raised. Through the wood, Eva’s voice dropped into a man’s register. “Then I shall call you what he wrote in the book.” The third deadbolt split. “Aurora Carter.” The door burst inward.
created_at
"2026-10-05T15:39:29.149Z"
10/5/2026, 3:39:29 PM
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182717
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false
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8028
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(null)
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97450
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4383
tokens_completion
3839
native_tokens_prompt
4075
native_tokens_completion
3187
native_tokens_completion_images
0
native_tokens_reasoning
105
native_tokens_cached
4072
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(null)
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(null)
num_media_completion
0
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(null)
num_fetches
(null)
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"https://ncbench.com/"
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false
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"completed"
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false
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689
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"openai/gpt-6.1-sol-20260929"
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"OpenAI"
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200
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0.0322832
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0.0077368
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0
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Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
0
100.00%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
2414
totalAiIsmAdverbs
0
found
(empty)
highlights
(empty)
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)
87.57%
AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount
2414
totalAiIsms
6
found
0
word
"footfall"
count
1
1
word
"stomach"
count
1
2
word
"footsteps"
count
1
3
word
"charged"
count
1
4
word
"warmth"
count
1
5
word
"chill"
count
1
highlights
0
"footfall"
1
"stomach"
2
"footsteps"
3
"charged"
4
"warmth"
5
"chill"
100.00%
Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches
1
maxInWindow
1
found
0
label
"let out a breath"
count
1
highlights
0
"let out a breath"
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells
0
narrationSentences
196
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
0
hedgeCount
0
narrationSentences
196
filterMatches
(empty)
hedgeMatches
(empty)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
348
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
repeatedSegmentCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
28
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
2414
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
26
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
54.86%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
64
wordCount
1524
uniqueNames
9
maxNameDensity
1.9
worstName
"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity
3
worstWindowName
"Rory"
discoveredNames
Lucien
19
Moreau
1
Soho
1
Carter
1
Rory
29
Eva
7
Ptolemy
4
English
1
Silas
1
persons
0
"Lucien"
1
"Moreau"
2
"Carter"
3
"Rory"
4
"Eva"
5
"Ptolemy"
6
"Silas"
places
0
"Soho"
globalScore
0.549
windowScore
0.667
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
121
glossingSentenceCount
1
matches
0
"something like a smile touched his mouth"
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches
0
per1kWords
0
wordCount
2414
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
1
totalSentences
348
matches
0
"knew that voice"
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
286
mean
8.44
std
7.76
cv
0.92
sampleLengths
0
22
1
5
2
6
3
19
4
7
5
37
6
5
7
11
8
9
9
10
10
4
11
4
12
23
13
19
14
5
15
19
16
4
17
8
18
5
19
5
20
4
21
5
22
3
23
34
24
6
25
5
26
15
27
4
28
4
29
11
30
7
31
5
32
3
33
3
34
2
35
3
36
22
37
2
38
20
39
8
40
4
41
6
42
2
43
53
44
15
45
4
46
4
47
6
48
45
49
8
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
0
totalSentences
196
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
0
totalVerbs
260
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
0
semicolonCount
0
flaggedSentences
0
totalSentences
348
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
1525
adjectiveStacks
0
stackExamples
(empty)
adverbCount
36
adverbRatio
0.02360655737704918
lyAdverbCount
1
lyAdverbRatio
0.0006557377049180328
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
348
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
348
mean
6.94
std
4.69
cv
0.675
sampleLengths
0
22
1
5
2
6
3
10
4
9
5
7
6
9
7
19
8
9
9
5
10
11
11
9
12
10
13
4
14
4
15
4
16
19
17
8
18
2
19
1
20
8
21
5
22
7
23
12
24
4
25
8
26
5
27
5
28
4
29
5
30
3
31
4
32
5
33
25
34
6
35
5
36
11
37
4
38
4
39
4
40
11
41
7
42
5
43
3
44
3
45
2
46
3
47
14
48
8
49
2
46.84%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
11
diversityRatio
0.27011494252873564
totalSentences
348
uniqueOpeners
94
92.08%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
5
totalSentences
181
matches
0
"Then she stepped back."
1
"Even wounded, he did it"
2
"Afterwards, he had kissed the"
3
"Once, his hand would have"
4
"Then he made a low"
ratio
0.028
60.88%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
72
totalSentences
181
matches
0
"He held the flat of"
1
"His platinum hair had come"
2
"He kept his ivory-handled cane"
3
"She knew that voice."
4
"He had used it once"
5
"She held her breath."
6
"His palm left a dark"
7
"He reached inside his jacket."
8
"His hand stopped."
9
"He drew out a cream"
10
"Her name covered the front"
11
"She pressed the knife point"
12
"His gaze dropped to the"
13
"She set the knife on"
14
"His other hand covered the"
15
"He lowered himself into the"
16
"He accepted the towel."
17
"Their fingers brushed."
18
"She let go first."
19
"He reached for the envelope"
ratio
0.398
53.92%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
147
totalSentences
181
matches
0
"Rory opened the door with"
1
"He held the flat of"
2
"Blood slipped over his knuckle"
3
"Rory looked from it to"
4
"His platinum hair had come"
5
"He kept his ivory-handled cane"
6
"Lucien released the knife."
7
"She knew that voice."
8
"He had used it once"
9
"Rory dragged him inside and"
10
"The third stuck until she"
11
"A footfall reached the landing."
12
"Lucien rested his palm against"
13
"Something stirred beneath his skin,"
14
"Rory kept the knife level"
15
"The handle turned."
16
"She held her breath."
17
"His palm left a dark"
18
"The handle returned to its"
19
"Footsteps retreated down the stairs."
ratio
0.812
27.62%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
1
totalSentences
181
matches
0
"Now it rested on his"
ratio
0.006
100.00%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
57
technicalSentenceCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
0
uselessAdditionCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
0
90.7926%