All Aboard the Beetle Bus!
"Hey, hey, hey! Be careful with the upholstery!"
Every half an hour, on the half hour, the Beetle Bus (as students have called it for years) pulls up outside the Pickled Hedgehog. The few no-majs who bother with visiting New Ashford give the vehicle an odd-look but rarely take a second glance, seemingly forgetting it existed once its out of their vision.
It's the same old bus that shows up every year, looking freshly polished like always. Barnaby Crasus, the middle-aged driver who's been here for as long as anyone can remember driving this same bus, looks resplendent - though out of place - in his clothes that look to be straight out of a black tie formal affair, his greasy hair and short stubbly beard carefully slicked back.
"All aboard, kids!" he shouts as the door clatters open. When the bus is full - his timing is always perfect to leave two or three empty seats on the bus and no one left behind - the door shuts with a clank. The bus has an odd smell that's impossible to place - though has the slightest hint of roast beef, this year with a heavy dash of pepper blended in. Barnaby turns the key and the engine clutters and backfires. A mumble of cursing in a variety of magical creature languages come from the front of the bus before the driver looks around discretely and sneaks a wand out from under his coat. There's a small spark of magical power and the bus comes to life. Barnaby grins widely, "Much better! All right, kids, next stop - Ilvermorny!"
And with that... the bus is off!
Mechanics
This is primarily a roleplaying thread for continued interaction between students. But, there's always a chance for students to show up or pull some pranks - before there's any house points to be lost! If you're interested in either showing off or pranking a fellow student (or maybe have another idea for some 'fun' on the bus), let us know in your personal forum...
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