Welcome to Gaia! ::

Pharx enters the facility for the first time, taking note of the brilliant architecture and technology that was used to create this type of facility. He sees that one of the training rooms was occupied, so he headed for training room 3. At first the room just seems like a normal room, but Pharx knew that the atmosphere could easily be changed. Pharx heads over to the controll panel to adjust the weather, wind speed, and gravity. His favorite setting was under cold blizzard conditions, so he adjusts the temperature to 27 degrees, 30 mph winds, and 10x earth gravity.

Pharx keeps the conditions how they are and prepares for another devil technique. Pharx concentrates his thoughts on a substance that is harder than anything, fueled by the cold conditions. After a second or two, Pharx's skin turns black and shiny. Pharx runs over to the wall and starts throwning punches, slightly denting the metallic walls. He also punches himself a few times, testing how protective his carbon steel skin is. A few more rounds of this activity and Pharx's skin returns to normal. Then he wishes to test how fast he is with his devil powers.

<<...Yo-ko, if you immediately set the temperature and gravity to maximum, you would turn into a puddle of gooey, sticky crap. Deity just felt like...y'know...poiting that out. 0 o;;>>

A sickening thud slams into the cracked and damaged floor, rattling the sturdy walls of the central training chamber. There is Taliman, straining to remain on his feet with battle attire on, ripped to shreds. He's sweating heavily, his breathing erratic. He looks like he hasn't slept in days, because he hasn't. Since his battle with KenoTao, he has been here, training his power, which at the moment is at maximum strength.

Around his wrists and ankles are thick black bands, weighted clothing from the cabinets outside. Underneath his worn red leather shirt is a black short sleeved one, also weighted. Each band is roughly four tons in weight, and the shirt is six. With over twenty thousand pounds on him, most would figure that to be enough. If it weren't for the fact that he was under 500 times that of Earth's normal gravity as well. His home planet of Orion has slightly stronger gravity than Earth, but it is nothing like this.

Growling deeply in his demonic throat, Wesley kicks off of the ground, spinning through the air in a flurry of attacks and strikes, as though fighting dozens of imaginary opponents.

First Tybron, then father, and that impudent Earthling. The once awesome power of the great Master Wesley is being tarnished by all of these...these....lowlifes!

Taliman has now decided to spend the bulk of his time on Earth training, letting his rage fuel him. He has so many reasons to become stronger. To best his supposedly unsurpassable father. To gain revenge on his traitor of a brother. To cement his authority and jurisdiction across the universe. But it really all boils down to one thing.

Wesley's pride has never before been so wounded. When he came to Earth, he was the most powerful being here. Taliman failed to destroy his brother before he transformed, and was bested again. Again and again, his brother eludes his grasp. Now, he should be nearly Wesley's strength. And now a scumbag Earthling has not only rivalled him, but surpassed him as well. Never before in his four thousand year life has the Orinian lord been so humiliated. He would train his power. He would become stronger than ever. It didn't matter how long it took.

The demon's feet push into the wall of the training room, and he dives to the other side. He crashes against it with all four limbs before repeatedly pounding at it with his fists, causing a thunderous roar as the powerful walls dent and bend against the strength of his blows. They do not tear, but do not repair themselves until after the indentation is as deep as Wesley's forearm. It pops back into place abruptly, thrusting back the demon and sending him plummeting to the floor. His body doesn't bounce at all, taking the entire impact and pouring the momentum into the floor. He hisses at the sudden jolt of pain in his back, but quickly ignores it, squinting his eye as he sits up.

Taking a moment to catch his breath, he rolls onto his shoulders before nipping up from the floor and taking a stance to continue. Taliman will surpass all of them, and he will finally achieve the revenge he longs for.

Pharx prepares for his devil technique of demonic speed. With a few seconds of concentration, Pharx sees his arms move regularly but he knows the speed power is in effect. A camera build into the wall designed for motion capture was seeing Pharx move with shadows of himself following, showing that he is moving at extremely fast speeds. With this effect in place, Pharx begins running at full human speed. With the speed effect added to his running motion, Pharx sets the wind speed to 75 mph, the temperature to -10 degrees, and doubles the gravity setting to 20x earth, creating the setting for a blizzard hurricane. Pharx's momentum becomes so great that he defies the heavy gravity and allows him to run on the circular wall. While Pharx is running on the walls, He pulls out the Diablaharo and makes some powerfull swings with great speed, having the power to break most barriers and defences. He continues this run for quite some time, eventually passing 2000 laps on the wall. The effects of the speed made Pharx a tad nauseated and weary, so he dropped from the ceeling and landed perfectly, immediately shutting off the conditions to rest a while. The testing of his devil powers went well, so Pharx plans to practice with his Diablaharo and his other combat methods.

*Seth enters the building, awestruck at the amazing architecture of the facility. He walks over to the control tower and enters. Finding himself surrounded by controls, He quickly sets about to find the controls for the gravity room.*
Let's see... Tempurature... Air speed... Here we go!
*Seth is very careful about setting the controls, as he knows the effects of too many G's. He still sets it to a wopping 250 times the earths gravity, a rating that would leave the average human as a greasy smudge on the ground. He then sets the time to 6 hours as he wasn't really in need of any heavy duty training, but still long enough for a good work out. He then teleports into the chamber, watching the heavy doors speed shut behind him.*
5...
*Seth wastes no time in setting up candles in a cirlce around him and lighting them with a small blast of hellfire. He then sets his blade for a full circular swing as he begins to focus his mind.*
2...
*Seth opens his eyes and swings the blade in a full circular arc, extinguishing each flame as the blade passes through it. Upon completing the mantra, the room fills with shadows as a ghastly figure of Seth appears before him. This figure has all of Seth's abilities and powers. However, while this figure is solid enough to fight, it isn't solid enough to be affected by the gravity change or any other change in atmosphere, giving it a distinct advantage over Seth.*
0...
*The gravity in the room changes instantly and hits Seth with the force of a speeding freight train. He strains to stay standing as the ghastly figure approaches at an amazing speed. Seth swings all of his might to strike in an upward diagonal right-to-left arc with his blade at the oncoming foe, the blow finding an opening in the apparition's guard and slicing through it. The apparition fades away with the shadows as the room returns to normal. Well, almost normal, as only about 1 minute had elapsed of the 6 hours that Seth had set the timer for in the control room.*
Damn... Well, I guess a conventional workout will have to do then...
*Seth begins a traditional workout, alternating between push-ups, sit-ups, crunches, leg lifts, and sword katas, passing the 6 hours away.*

((It doesn't look that way in the diagram... *Kicks Diagram* Ah well. Thanks for telling me. sweatdrop ))
*Seth, now drenched in sweat, sighs with relief as the gravity in the room returns to normal. He had long since finished his workout, and had been sitting on the ground, back against the wall for the past 2 hours. He felt foolish for setting the timer for that long, as it was far longer than he needed and found that there wasn't much to do in a virtually indestructable room when the gravity was 250 times that of the earth's.*
((s**t. I gota go bye.))