@lambanwolf
Tank heaved a frustrated sigh as he shuffled his way down the sidewalk, headed nowhere in particular.
He was by no means a specialist in interdimensional travel, but it had to be astronomically unlikely to get spirited off to another world more than once, right? At least the first time he hadn’t been alone; together with his comrades, they’d begun to eke out a new living in Ponyville despite being stripped of their belongings and even their original bodies... but all he had now was a hotel room.
Only then did he happen to notice his aimless wandering had taken him to the entrance of a cemetery. “Oh, that’s convenient. Maybe I can just bury myself now and save this place the trouble of doing it for me later,” he grumbled.













