Thread: Writing Analyzers That Attempt to Guess Gender and Age

Okay, so here are my official results. I used a mix of posts both from and not from BMR. Post 1 Not from BMR, no smut. See more There were some things in this world that one couldn't unsee, and this man was one of them. Elli took a step back even before he unleashed the wispy black tendrils that encircled them, herding them together as if they were cattle, and she was suddenly aware of how afraid she was. Regret immediately hit her like a ton of bricks- why why why hadn't she just let Varrina kill the man when they entered the church? And those two dull black eyes... it was the sort of thing that appeared in low-budget horror films, an effect that she would usually laugh at because it just seemed so corny. But now? Those black eyes stared into her- no, burned into her- holding her gaze relentlessly as the mouth below spoke its words with such contempt that it was hard not to miss that the Guardian man obviously thought very little of them. Her mouth hung agape in an unvoiced scream as she stared back at him, unable to move her eyes away from the demonic gaze even though she wanted to. The moment drowned out everything else, including the muffled roar of water, until just the last minute when she turned around, eyes wide in surprise at the wall of water that came toward the group with such force that she knew it was very likely to be her cause of death. Elli gripped Mal's arm just as the water hit her hard and strong, like she anticipated. But what she did not expect was the choking sensation that filled her lungs when the water ripped her away from the rest of her companions, causing her to panic as she realized that those people were all she had. She hadn't seen her own family in a little over two years since joining the cult, and their small group- as mismatched as it was- was like home. She scrunched her eyes tight and flailed her limbs hoping to rise to the surface and catch her breath, but the tumbling, angry liquid wouldn't allow for it. Just as she thought she was going to black out from the lack of oxygen, the water roughly deposited her body on the closest pew to the alter, slamming her backside against the solid wood. Fucking shit, she tried to say, not caring for whatever dirty expletives she used, but the words came out as an ugly gargle instead while she coughed, racking her body in great heaves to empty itself of the water. Shakily, she attempted to stand and get her bearings, but another bout of heaving gripped her, this time ending with an unattractive vomit pile on the stone floor. Ew. Two explosive sounds echoed throughout the building, sounds she recognized as gunshots, and she cowered behind the pew for just a moment, praying for the good Lord to grant all of them safety from the Guardian's unearthly powers. If there was any hope for them now, it would be by the grace of God. After all, it was his will to see the Guardians fall, and if they succeeded in bringing one of them down, it was still a victory for all of them- proof that they could bring all of them down. But with the way things were going now, it was easy to imagine them all dead, and that wouldn't do. No, it wouldn't do at all. Partially exposing herself from behind the pew, she, too pulled out her .22, undoing the safety and taking aim at the black-eyed monster who was conveniently feet from her, grateful for the distractions by David and Amis. Breathe, she said quietly to herself, 1, 2, 3... release. She squeezed the trigger lightly, knowing that the first shot was probably all she would have time for. Click. Fuck. The gun jammed. Elli scowled, crouched down and angrily tossed the gun to the side, jumping slightly when she heard a third gunshot. Huh, maybe that's why her father told her never to drop a jammed gun... oops. In any case, the girl wasn't about to go down without a fight, and this was far from over. Looking around, she scanned the area around her for something, anything, she could use to bring down the demon before her. On her hands and knees, her fingers brushed something she hadn't noticed before a broken metal crucifix, dull and tarnished with time, with a sharp, blade-like edge from where something had violently shredded the northern arm of the cross. Should she...? Yes, there was no question. This was a life or death choice, for all of them, and Elli was for damn sure that all of them would make it out alive. Forgive me, God, she sighed before putting her upper-body strength to use and throwing the crucifix directly at the Guardian, hoping her hand-eye coordination wouldn't fail her now. Results Gender 1. female 56.4 2. male 43.6 Results Age 1. 65-100 44.7 2. 51-65 20.7 3. 13-17 14.1 Post 2 Not from BMR, no smut This is the only roleplay in which I had written as a male character. See more Aegar wasn't sure what to think of the enhancements made to his twin swords. He wasn't a big fan of using jeweled weaponry, as most jeweled weapons were made for beauty over practicality, but at least most of the blade was unaltered. He sheathed his weapons and groped around the back of his belt to find that his daggers had miraculously returned to their sheaths too, however those were unchanged. Once hed made certain he was fully armed once more, he looked around at the other mages, who all appeared to have received a similar augmentation. One of the girls now even held an extraordinary staff that he was certain wasn't there before. Why would they all receive such a thing? Was there some kind of magic tied to the gems? He shook the thought out of his head, figuring hed get an answer sooner or later, and for the first time really inspected the five others. The first to catch his eye was the unmistakable stone-armor-clad figure. The stories about the mysterious Jade Fist reached far and wide, even all the way to Tenebra even though he had no business here. The stories were none the less diverse for it too. For all Aegar knew, he could be a slaver-fighting superhero, an anarchist intent on destroying the human nobility or an undead who kidnaps and sacrifices innocent children. Aegar had never truly believed the latter story, but then again hed never even to Lucerna before, so who knows. The second to catch his eye was the shortest of them all, so short he mightve overlooked her if she wasnt so blindingly beautiful. Black wavy hair and a flawless feminine face gave her an aura of beauty that even the succubi of Tenebra had trouble keeping up with. She mightve been an exceptionally attractive elf, but more likely she was a Nymph. Aegar had never seen one in person, as they were said to rarely leave their homeland, but there are few men in all of Divus who hadnt heard the stories. A sly smile crept across his face as he contemplated how his stay here might end up even better than anticipated. Then his eyes landed on the human. He didnt look too important at first sight. Pale, broad-shouldered and clad in chainmail and fur, couldve been anyone. But that hammer looked far too valuable and royal, even without the newly added jewels, to belong to some lowborn hunter, and he didnt seem like the thieving type. That marked him as some kind of noble. Aegar frowned upon the thought of having to work not only with a human, but with a noble one. Humans and demons, being of opposing elements after all, were notorious for clashing wherever they met. The other two were less eye-catching, at least for now. The one near the volcano was probably a lycanthrope - considering the furry ears atop his head - and the other a shifter if her color pallet was any indicator. He had no beef with lycanthropes and shifters, having never been to the native continent of either, but that didnt mean he wouldnt keep an eye on them just in case. Once hed quietly followed the group through the portal, he was surprised, to say the least, with the surroundings they ended up in. Sunny and green, an environment so unlike Tenebra that it almost made him feel out of place being there. Aegar quietly went along with the group, not having swapped words with any of the other mages yet, as they were transferred from one guide to another, one who was almost unmistakably a vampire. The vampire, Evelynn, was slender, pale and rather attractive, but also rude and seemingly uninterested. He furrowed his brow in surprise when she spoke directly to him, unsure of whether he should feel threatened or aroused. Before he could think of a suitable reply, she was already gone, leaving the six Sages to explore their towers by themselves. Aegar had been assigned to the same tower as the Nymph, Calixta. For the first time in a long time he felt nervous, for he was to get along with someone he knew nothing about even her race was unknown territory to him. He looked around to see the other mages fortunately caught up with each other, allowing him to split off from the group unnoticed and follow the Nymph through the door and up the spiraling staircase, still unsure of what he would say to her once they were both inside. Results Gender 1. male 51.9 2. female 48.1 Results Age 1. 65-100 57.2 2. 51-65 9.5 2. 18-25 9.5 Post 3 From BMR, no smut Results Gender 1. female 62.8 2. male 37.2 Results Age 1. 65-100 53.9 2. 13-17 17.5 3. 51-65 9.3 Post 4 From BMR, with smut Results Gender 1. female 85.5 2. male 14.5 Results Age 1. 65-100 27.5 2. 51-65 20.2 3. 13-17 14.8 Post 5 From BMR, with smut Results Gender 1. female 88.3 2. male 11.7 Results Age 1. 18-25 29.0 2. 26-35 20.9 3. 36-50 16.9 My results without smut were just weakly female, but when I started writing smut, it became extremely female. What I find interesting is that, in my two posts with smut, the age analyzer gave me one that was majority 65-100, and the other a majority of 18-25 which is my actual age range. It wasn't consistent. I think it was because Post 4 came from a historical roleplay 1920s,and so the language used was much more romantic and 'tame.' Post 5 came from a contemporary roleplay, in which much more crude language was used. So the analyzer told me I was a female young adultadolescent, which is pretty much true. Lel.