User blog:Orange02/When Oranges Collide- A Parallel Universe Fanfiction

Introduction
This is a crossover fanfiction. Yeah, really wierd stuff. Sci-fi crazyness.

But overall, this is going to be funny. Thats kind of the main point of it. It will contain alot of cheesy- I mean fruity puns. Yeah, lots of stuff because it will be about the Oranges (CWA Orange Magmafreezer, STO Orange, and LOTRO Dennyl.). Alright, so here's a basic, boring version of the plot:

Dr. Veggetus (See what I did there huehuehue) is trying to create a universe to his own liking and crafting- by colliding three universes (AKA fandoms) together, killing everything in them. And yeah, so the only people who can stand in his way are three extremely talented and bright girls from each one. They each happen to be paralell universe versions of themselves, each in their own way alike but in ways different. They must work together to end Dr. Veggetus and stop his plans from destroying the universes.

So, sit back, relax, get in a room where no one can make fun of your sudden laughter, and read!

1. The distortion
Orange looked out of the half-cracked window. She bit her lip half in frustration, half in concealment. The whole room smelled of plasma leakage, garbage, and the ancientness of the ship itself. It produced a nearly intoxicating smell, and Orange was trying not to inhale it. "Hello, Fruit Lord." Amasa's unusually cheerful greeting as he walked in the room made Orange ask him a question. "Any interesting readings yet?" "Yep. A whole string of subspace distortions, and there's peculiar items coming out of it." Orange tapped her foot. It was hard to tell apart a subspace distortion and a living thing from the old scanners, but Orange knew there was nothing alive related to the distortion she had been sent to survey.

This 'distortion' she had been sent to survey and investigate was becoming a bore. In a peaceful shore-leave on the planet Naboo, she had been contacted by the Republic to come and see what was causing the distortion. To not attract sepratist warships, they had sent her off with a crew of her friends in a 300-year-old garbage vessel which had hardly anything to scan the distortion. When Orange complained, the Republic said state-of-the-art science vessels were at too great a need, but Orange knew otherwize. She was powerful.

"We need you on the bridge." Amasa told her. Orange didn't need to say anything in agreement. She just went up to the bridge in pure scilence. The bridge was tiny, and all they had was a large window to look out of. The distortion looked like a big, black hole in space with electrical strings swirling around the circumference of it. Kardra was at the helm, and was going to close to thedistortion. She could hear the bulkheads buckling under the stress. "Careful, Kar. That thing has a gravitational pull." "I know." Kar seemed a little annoyed at Orange's comment on her piloting. "I'm read a sudden change in the gravitational pull.... its weakening... no, strengthening!" Zaal exclaimed. The ship started to lunge forward, caught in the pull like a tractor beam. "By yogan juice, you think I can't tell!" Orange yelled in frustration, grabbing onto a rail for support. Then she looked out the window. They were quite close to the distortion, and getting closer. It no longer looked like a rip in space. It had many shades of gray swirling around inside of it, giving it a portal-like look. No one could say anything, they all knew what was happening. They were being pulled in.

As they entered it, a huge flash of light happened. The ship rattled violently, and bukheads started to crack. Equipment and wires fell from the ceiling. Everyone was knocked unconcious for a few seconds. Then they awoke, and looked at the badly cracked window. A huge ship was right in front of them, and on it in a strange alphabet was written on it:

U.S.S. PHOENICIA

"Their hailing. Its a different kind of communication, I can get audio only in compadability to our ship." Orange nodded. A feminine and familliar voice sounded across the room. "This is Commander Orange of the Starship PHOENICIA."

2. Another self
To be expanded