<span style="color: #0000BF">It was a beautiful day. The sun shone on the surface of the water, the waves broke against the hull of The Flying Dutchmen. Not a cloud in the sky dared tried crossing the wide expanse. Too bad Davy Jones had been seeing this sight of years. The last time he had set sail was the last time he had set foot on land. Turns out he had scorned Calypso, goddess of the sea. She had cursed him to never walk on dry land again. Since he is captain of his ship, she had in effect cursed his crew as well. Some days when he looked at out the endless water he fancies her still loves her. The shouts of his men draw his attention. A blue skinned greened haired woman sitting on a spurt of water grins at him. Octupus tentacles seemed to be coming from her middle. The female smiled at him. "Davy jones, how would you like to walk on land again?"</span>