Run: 2026-10-13-01M4V1WDG6JCR0X94AH7PV4F03

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Duration:
30.4s
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$0.022804
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Google AI Studio

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Thriller genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4416" name="Detective Harlow Quinn" aliases="Quinn, Detective Quinn, Harlow" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Antagonist"> <eyeColor>brown</eyeColor> <hair>closely cropped salt-and-pepper</hair> <height>5'9"</height> <age>41</age> <jawline>sharp jaw</jawline> <watch>worn leather watch on her left wrist</watch> <bearing>military precision</bearing> <description>A Metropolitan Police detective with 18 years of decorated service who suspects the clique is involved in criminal activity.</description> <backstory>She lost her partner, DS Morris, during a case three years ago under unexplained circumstances that had supernatural origins she doesn't yet understand.</backstory> </character> <character id="4417" name="Tomás Herrera" aliases="Tommy, Tomás, Herrera" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Support"> <eyeColor>warm brown</eyeColor> <hair>short curly dark brown</hair> <height>5'10"</height> <age>29</age> <skinTone>olive skin</skinTone> <scar>scar running along his left forearm from a knife attack</scar> <medallion>Saint Christopher medallion around his neck</medallion> <birthplace>Seville, Spain</birthplace> <description>A former paramedic who provides off-the-books medical care for the clique.</description> <backstory>Born in Seville, Spain. He moved to London to work for the NHS but lost his license after administering unauthorized treatments to supernatural patients.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> <location id="856" name="The Veil Market" aliases="Veil Market, the Market, underground market" realm="Earth"> <currentLocation>abandoned Tube station beneath Camden</currentLocation> <entryRequirement>bone token</entryRequirement> <schedule>moves locations every full moon</schedule> <description>A hidden supernatural black market that sells enchanted goods, banned alchemical substances, and information.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the thriller genre. A detective is pursuing a suspect through rain-soaked city streets at night. The chase takes them from the street level down into an underground market. The detective must decide whether to follow the suspect into unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territory. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
Herrera vaulted the bonnet of a parked taxi, his medical bag swinging wild against his hip. "Stop! Police!" Detective Harlow Quinn did not waste breath on a second warning. She hit the slick tarmac at a flat sprint, her boots splashing through oily puddles. Three hours of staking out the distinctive green neon sign of The Raven's Nest had finally paid off. She had watched the former paramedic slip out the back door, clutching a black leather satchel like it held a beating heart. When she flashed her warrant card, he bolted. Innocent men did not run like that. They tore out of Soho and pushed north, lungs burning. Herrera knew the back alleys. He moved with a streetwise grace, dodging overflowing wheelie bins and vaulting low brick walls. Quinn matched him stride for stride. Forty-one years old, eighteen years on the force, and her knees screamed with every impact, yet she refused to let the gap widen. Her closely cropped salt-and-pepper hair plastered to her skull. She kept her eyes locked on the flash of his olive skin beneath the streetlamps and the bounce of his short curly dark brown hair. He cut left into Camden. The vibrant pubs and late-night kebab shops blurred past. Vinegar and frying grease hung heavy in the damp air, replaced seconds later by the pungent rot of canal water. Herrera glanced back. A mistake. His foot caught a loose cobblestone. He skidded into the scaffolding of a shuttered corner shop, metal poles ringing like church bells. Quinn lunged. Her fingers snagged the strap of his satchel. Herrera spun, using the momentum to rip the bag free. The sleeve of his jacket tore, exposing the jagged scar running along his left forearm. A silver Saint Christopher medallion flew out from beneath his collar, glinting in the neon reflection of a pawnshop window. "Give it up, Tommy!" "Go home, Detective." "Tell me what you're carrying for the clique." "Something above your pay grade." "Try me." Herrera shoved a stack of wooden crates into her path and bolted across the high street. Splintered pine bit into Quinn's shins as she hurdled the debris. Horns blared. A double-decker bus screeched to a halt, rubber smoking on the wet road, cutting her off. She slapped the red metal side, rounded the rear bumper, and spotted him ducking down a narrow alleyway beside a derelict sweet shop. The alley smelled of stale urine and wet brick. Peeling posters for bands long broken up clung to the walls like rotting skin. At the dead end stood a rusted iron grille, padlocked shut, guarding the entrance to an abandoned Tube station. The tiles above the archway were cracked, spelling out a station name erased from municipal maps before Quinn had even joined the Met. Herrera did not slow down. He reached into his pocket, pressed something pale against the heavy iron padlock, and shoved. The lock did not click open. It melted into a swirl of grey ash. Quinn skidded to a halt ten feet away, her hand dropping to the baton at her belt. Her sharp jaw tightened. Herrera slipped through the gap and pulled the heavy iron grille shut behind him. As the metal clanged into the frame, a solid rusted padlock sat hooked through the iron loops once more. Whole. Untouched. Quinn stepped up to the bars. Beyond the gate, cracked ceramic tiles descended into a pitch-black stairwell. A strange scent drifted up from the depths. Ozone, burnt sage, and the copper tang of fresh blood. It was the exact smell that had clung to DS Morris's coat three years ago, right before the shadows in that Whitechapel basement had swallowed him whole. Herrera stood four steps down, catching his breath. His warm brown eyes held no malice, only a weary, desperate pity. "Step back from the gate, Harlow." "Open it." "I can't. And you don't want me to." "Obstruction is a criminal offence. Aiding and abetting is worse." "Your laws stop at the top step." "The Met's jurisdiction covers all of London." "This isn't London anymore." Herrera tapped the satchel against his thigh. "Walk away. Forget you saw me. If you come down here, the badge won't save you. You'll end up just like Morris." Cold fury spiked in Quinn's chest, sharp enough to steal her breath. "What do you know about my partner?" "I know he looked into the dark before he was ready." Herrera turned and descended into the gloom. "Go home." His footsteps echoed, fading into a low, resonant hum that vibrated through the soles of Quinn's boots. She grabbed the iron bars. Solid. She glanced at the worn leather watch on her left wrist. Backup was ten minutes away, assuming her radio even worked down there. If she called it in, Herrera would vanish into the subterranean tunnels, taking the evidence and the truth about Morris with him. A small white disc lay on the wet concrete just inside the gate. It must have fallen from Herrera's pocket during the scramble. Quinn dropped to one knee and reached through the bars. Her fingers brushed the object. It was a small round pale bone token, carved with symbols that made her eyes water when she stared directly at them. She hooked it with a fingernail and dragged it back. The bone felt warm, pulsing with a faint tick-tock rhythm against her palm, like a miniature heartbeat. She stood with military precision and pressed the token against the rusted padlock, just as Herrera had done. Heat flared against her skin. The iron dissolved into grey smoke, and the heavy grille swung inward with a low groan. Quinn tucked the token into her coat pocket, drew her telescopic baton, and stepped over the threshold. The stairs curved downward, far deeper than a standard Victoria line platform required. Moisture dripped from the curved ceiling. The white tiles gave way to rough-hewn stone carved with centuries of soot. As she descended, the hum grew louder, resolving into the cacophony of a hundred voices speaking in hushed, frantic tones. She reached the bottom landing and froze, pressing her back against a damp stone pillar. The abandoned platform had been transformed. Tattered silk canopies hung from the vaulted ceiling, lit by floating glass orbs filled with sickly green fire. Dozens of stalls crowded the space, spilling over onto the rusted train tracks. The Veil Market. She had heard whispers of an underground bazaar from terrified informants in custody, stories she had dismissed as the ravings of addicts. Now she breathed its air. To her left, a gaunt woman in a tattered Victorian mourning dress weighed out measures of glowing blue powder on brass scales. Across the tracks, a man with too many joints in his fingers haggled over a cage of six-legged crows. Between the stalls, customers browsed: men in Savile Row suits rubbing shoulders with figures wrapped in heavy, hooded cloaks that hid unnatural shapes. No one carried cash. Bone tokens and vials of dark red liquid changed hands. Fifty yards down the platform, Herrera's curly dark head bobbed through the crowd. He was heading toward an old wooden ticket booth at the far end of the concourse. Quinn pulled her collar up, kept her eyes down, and stepped into the flow of the market. She moved fast, weaving between pedestrians who smelled of damp earth and sulfur. Her police training screamed at her to secure an exit, to call in a tactical unit, to arrest every dealer in sight. Her gut told her that flashing a warrant card down here would get her throat slit before the brass hit the floor. A heavy shoulder clipped her arm. Quinn stumbled, catching herself against a wooden counter covered in velvet cloths. Glass jars rolled, clinking together. Inside the jars, preserved human eyes floated in clear fluid, their pupils dilating as they tracked her face. The stall merchant leaned over the counter. He wore a butcher's apron stained with dark crust. When he smiled, two rows of serrated shark teeth gleamed in the green light. "Fresh stock, copper." The merchant's voice sounded like grinding stones. He inhaled deeply, his nostrils flaring. "I can smell the iron on you. The law. Very rare down here. Very valuable." Around the stall, conversations died. Hooded heads turned. A dozen pairs of eyes, some yellow, some black, some glowing like hot coals, locked onto Quinn. Fifty yards away, Herrera reached the ticket booth and glanced back, horror washing over his face as the crowd began to close in around her. The merchant vaulted the counter, a rusted cleaver rising in his fist.
created_at"2026-10-13T16:35:12.027Z" 10/13/2026, 4:35:12 PM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags3
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences19
tagDensity0.158
leniency0.316
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
93.04% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1437
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"very"
count2
highlights
0"very"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
61.73% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1437
totalAiIsms11
found
0
word"glinting"
count1
1
word"depths"
count1
2
word"gloom"
count1
3
word"footsteps"
count1
4
word"echoed"
count1
5
word"vibrated"
count1
6
word"standard"
count1
7
word"resolving"
count1
8
word"cacophony"
count1
9
word"silk"
count1
10
word"velvet"
count1
highlights
0"glinting"
1"depths"
2"gloom"
3"footsteps"
4"echoed"
5"vibrated"
6"standard"
7"resolving"
8"cacophony"
9"silk"
10"velvet"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences108
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences108
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences124
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen27
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1437
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions1
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions48
wordCount1309
uniqueNames20
maxNameDensity1.15
worstName"Herrera"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Herrera"
discoveredNames
Harlow1
Quinn14
Raven1
Nest1
Soho1
Camden1
Saint1
Christopher1
Tube1
Met1
Morris2
Whitechapel1
Cold1
Herrera15
Victoria1
Veil1
Market1
Victorian1
Savile1
Row1
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Saint"
5"Christopher"
6"Morris"
7"Herrera"
8"Victoria"
9"Victorian"
10"Row"
places
0"Soho"
1"Camden"
2"Savile"
globalScore0.927
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences88
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"sounded like grinding stones"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1437
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences124
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
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std19.95
cv0.819
sampleLengths
016
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226
348
47
593
634
75
822
910
1045
114
123
138
145
152
1616
1752
1865
1920
2014
2121
2235
2362
2420
256
262
278
2810
297
307
3133
3212
337
3420
3517
3651
3723
3847
3917
4018
4121
4217
4352
4415
4562
465
4764
4814
4929
98.77% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences108
matches
0"were cracked"
1"been transformed"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs235
matches
0"was heading"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences124
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1318
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount26
adverbRatio0.019726858877086494
lyAdverbCount9
lyAdverbRatio0.006828528072837633
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences124
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences124
mean11.59
std6.58
cv0.568
sampleLengths
016
12
211
315
418
522
68
77
810
95
1015
116
1223
139
1425
155
169
1720
183
192
206
2116
222
238
2410
2515
2620
274
283
298
305
312
3216
3311
342
3516
3623
379
3814
3919
4023
415
4215
436
448
4517
464
4714
4819
491
78.49% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats1
diversityRatio0.47580645161290325
totalSentences124
uniqueOpeners59
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences102
matches(empty)
ratio0
94.51% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount32
totalSentences102
matches
0"She hit the slick tarmac"
1"She had watched the former"
2"They tore out of Soho"
3"He moved with a streetwise"
4"Her closely cropped salt-and-pepper hair"
5"She kept her eyes locked"
6"He cut left into Camden."
7"His foot caught a loose"
8"He skidded into the scaffolding"
9"Her fingers snagged the strap"
10"She slapped the red metal"
11"He reached into his pocket,"
12"It melted into a swirl"
13"Her sharp jaw tightened."
14"It was the exact smell"
15"His warm brown eyes held"
16"His footsteps echoed, fading into"
17"She grabbed the iron bars."
18"She glanced at the worn"
19"It must have fallen from"
ratio0.314
72.75% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount79
totalSentences102
matches
0"Herrera vaulted the bonnet of"
1"Detective Harlow Quinn did not"
2"She hit the slick tarmac"
3"She had watched the former"
4"Innocent men did not run"
5"They tore out of Soho"
6"Herrera knew the back alleys."
7"He moved with a streetwise"
8"Quinn matched him stride for"
9"Her closely cropped salt-and-pepper hair"
10"She kept her eyes locked"
11"He cut left into Camden."
12"The vibrant pubs and late-night"
13"Vinegar and frying grease hung"
14"Herrera glanced back."
15"His foot caught a loose"
16"He skidded into the scaffolding"
17"Her fingers snagged the strap"
18"Herrera spun, using the momentum"
19"The sleeve of his jacket"
ratio0.775
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount3
totalSentences102
matches
0"If she called it in,"
1"Now she breathed its air."
2"To her left, a gaunt"
ratio0.029
90.34% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences68
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"It was the exact smell that had clung to DS Morris's coat three years ago, right before the shadows in that Whitechapel basement had swallowed him whole."
1"His footsteps echoed, fading into a low, resonant hum that vibrated through the soles of Quinn's boots."
2"It was a small round pale bone token, carved with symbols that made her eyes water when she stared directly at them."
3"Between the stalls, customers browsed: men in Savile Row suits rubbing shoulders with figures wrapped in heavy, hooded cloaks that hid unnatural shapes."
4"Her gut told her that flashing a warrant card down here would get her throat slit before the brass hit the floor."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags3
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags0
92.4317%