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Comparison of Gemini 2.0 Pro Experimental behavior Openrouter vs Google API
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## Chapter 1 | |
- **Target Length:** [750] | |
- **Genre/Themes:** [grimdark fantasy, action, black humor, antihero] | |
- **Characters Present:** [Chox, Revenant, Private Military Contractors] | |
- **Key Moments:** Chox and Rev escape, we see Chox and Rev clearly, Rev does a wheelie, the contractors appear | |
- **Summary:** | |
- The security gates of the remote corporate research facility burst outward as Chox and Revenant make their dramatic exit. They have just escaped the facility walls and only have to get through the employee parking lot. Floodlights on towers inside the facility walls chase them erratically as they dodge between rows of cars. In the floodlights, we see Chox and Rev clearly, and there is a brief description of both of them. Automated techno-magical emplacements launch magical attacks as they speed through the parking lot, but Rev's chrome surfaces gleam with supernatural energy, reflecting the spells back and short-circuiting the devices. As Chox and Rev rapidly approach the last small guard booth in the parking lot, Rev rears up in a massive wheelie to smash through the striped wooden parking lot arm. The deep bond between wizard and semi-sentient motorcycle is evident. Chox and Rev have almost escaped the parking lot with the thumb drive that Chox has been hired to steal. Just as they exit the parking lot and get out of the floodlights, a squad of heavily armed private military contractors emerges from the facility, their mix of military hardware and magical implements marking them as far more dangerous than police or standard security forces. The contractors are in big, loud, scary military-grade pursuit vehicles enhanced with wicked sorts of magic and are hot on their trail. |
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Here are the results using the Openrouter API connector to the same model Gemini 2.0 Pro Experimental. I used the retry button once on step 3 and twice on step 4 with no improvement.
User
[Step 1]
AI
Okay, initiating Scene Beat Generation Subroutine - Step 1.
Accessing provided data: <SceneSummary> for Chapter 1 - Scene 1.
Data extraction complete.
Beginning analysis.
The provided scene summary for Chapter 1 - Scene 1 outlines a high-action escape sequence featuring Chox and Revenant from a corporate research facility. The target length is 750 words. Based on this, and keeping in mind that each scene beat needs to be between 500 and 1000 words when it is a fully formed piece of narrative, I assess that this scene will consist of a single scene beat.
Here's my plan:
Critical Moments:
Areas Requiring Most Creative Input:
Key Character Moments:
Continuity and Consistency:
Strategy:
I will generate detailed narrative moments that will be grouped into a single scene beat. My plan is to use a mix of action, description, and character interaction to establish the world, the characters, and the immediate conflict.
Scene Beat plan complete.
User
[Step 2]
AI
Affirmative. Proceeding to Scene Beat Generation Subroutine - Step 2.
Accessing:
Data assimilation complete.
Generating narrative moments:
Narrative moment list complete.
User
[Step 3]
AI
Understood. Engaging Scene Beat Generation Subroutine - Step 3.
Accessing:
Data integration in progress.
Formulating Scene Beat Writing Instructions.
Scene Beat 1 - Instructions
Target Length: [750 words]
Technical Writing Focus:
Narrative and Writing Goals:
Narrative Order and Description
Execute the following narrative moments in the order provided:
The security gates of the research facility explode outward.
Chox and Revenant emerge from the shattered gates.
Floodlights from towers within the facility activate, illuminating the parking lot.
The floodlights attempt to track Chox and Revenant as they accelerate.
Chox is briefly illuminated, showing appearance.
Revenant is briefly illuminated, showing appearance.
Chox and Revenant weave between rows of parked cars.
Automated techno-magical emplacements activate and begin firing at them.
Magical attacks streak toward Chox and Revenant.
Revenant's chrome surfaces gleam with magical energy.
The magical attacks reflect off Revenant's chrome.
The reflected magical attacks strike the emplacements, short-circuiting them.
Chox and Revenant approach the final guard booth at the parking lot exit.
Revenant rears up into a wheelie.
Revenant smashes through the striped wooden parking lot arm.
Chox and Revenant exit the parking lot, escaping the floodlights.
A squad of private military contractors emerges from the facility.
The contractors are in pursuit vehicles that are a mix of military hardware and magic.
The contractors begin pursuing Chox and Revenant.
End Scene Beat Writing Instructions.
Status: Ready for final review and delivery.
User
[Step 4]
AI
Roger. Executing Scene Beat Generation Subroutine - Step 4.
Compiling all generated data:
Reviewing and cross-referencing all data points... Complete.
No discrepancies detected. All generated data is consistent.
Final Output: Chapter 1 - Scene 1 - Scene Beat 1
The reinforced steel security gates of the isolated corporate research facility didn't just open – they exploded outward in a shower of twisted metal and pulverized concrete. The remote desert location, usually silent save for the whisper of wind across sand, now echoed with the roar of unleashed power. One moment, the massive gates were an impenetrable barrier; the next, they were airborne shrapnel.
Out of the swirling dust and debris, with a deafening screech of tearing metal, burst Chox and Revenant. The bike – if such a monstrous machine could even be called a bike – hit the asphalt of the employee parking lot already at a velocity that defied physics and common sense.
Harsh, clinical floodlights snapped on, mounted on towers that loomed above the facility's high walls. The sudden illumination transformed the mundane rows of parked cars into a stark, geometric maze. The beams, almost sentient in their intensity, darted erratically, trying to lock onto the speeding pair, revealing glimpses of metal and flesh.
For a fleeting second, the light caught Chox. Spiky, dark, messy hair framed a face that was more leer than grin, one pale, organic eye contrasting sharply with the crimson glow of its cybernetic counterpart. He was hunched low over Revenant's handlebars, a blur of ragged leathers and gleaming metal.
Then the light found Revenant. The machine was a nightmare of chrome and impossible angles, a predator built for speed and violence. It didn't so much resemble a motorcycle as mock one, a twisted parody of the concept. And yet, despite – or perhaps because of – its clearly inhuman design, there was a sense of something almost alive. Not human, certainly, but aware.
Chox took the corners entirely too fast, Revenant cornering at him, metal screaming, dodging between rows of sedans and SUVs that, only moments before, had been neatly parked by oblivious employees. The whole scene – escape layered on top of the mundane – screamed of hours doing absolutely nothing of note.
Almost home free, Chox thought, a cynical smirk twisting his lips. Almost.
From hidden recesses in the walls, techno-magical emplacements whirred to life. They were sleek, black, and utterly silent until they fired. Streaks of crimson energy, crackling with arcane power, lanced out towards the escaping duo. Bolts of blue-white lightning erupted from others, leaving the acrid scent of ozone in the air. A shimmering, oily wave of what Chox thought of as 'bad luck' rippled from another, trying to scramble the bike’s guidance systems.
Revenant's chrome surfaces, already gleaming under the floodlights, flared with an inner light. It was a cold, almost spectral radiance that seemed to emanate from the machine's very core. The pursuing blasts of energy struck–
–and reflected.
With impossible precision, the beams bounced off Revenant's chassis, redirected back towards their source. The emplacements overloaded with sharp, explosive cracks, showering sparks and molten metal. One burst into a ball of oily flame, its magical components twisting into grotesque, useless shapes.
The final guard booth was directly ahead, a flimsy wooden arm striped with reflective tape barring the exit. Pathetic.
Revenant, with the barest telepathic nudge from Chox, reared up. The front wheel – a massive, spiked monstrosity – rose high in a wheelie that defied gravity and sanity. The wooden arm, designed to deter late-night joyriders, not semi-sentient war machines, shattered on impact.
Then, they were out. The floodlights' reach ended abruptly at the edge of the parking lot. The sudden shift from harsh, bright light to the velvet darkness of the desert night was almost disorienting.
Almost.
From somewhere inside, a deeper, more guttural roar erupted. It seemed to echo up through the structure somehow. A squad of figures emerged from the facility, moving with a speed and purpose that sent a chill down even Chox's spine. These weren't rent-a-cops or automated drones. These were contractors. Heavily armed, clad in dark, matte-black armor that blended seamlessly with the shadows, they were a terrifying mix of soldier and sorcerer.
Behind them, their pursuit vehicles growled to life. Massive, armored, and bristling with both conventional weaponry and glowing, arcane runes, they were a dark, twisted reflection of Revenant. Loud. Scary. Fast.
The hunt had begun.
Writing Process Complete.