Deo-Dorm -- the party temple
WASC 19 prompt -- "Write about a ceremonial building in your world and what takes place there." All the gods live in Moonsville. Most of them live in the same building. You'd think being immortal washes away all your issues, but in an increasingly secular world, it really gets to be a hassle. For one, there's the liability insurance costs. Astronomical. And then there's cost of living -- sure, you could just hang out wherever, but it's uncomfortable and there's nowhere to put your accumulated stuff from millennia of worship and it's just not fun in general. But your temples were built before anyone had really long-lasting materials, so now it's all crumbling and dusty and they stopped sending in housekeeping lifetimes ago, so it's just a mess. What's a god to do? The answer, for most of them, is the Deo-Dorm. The God House. Immortal Apartments, Deity Commons, the God Complex. Whatever you call it, everyone knows about the giant party house where almost all of the high-level immortals live together. The building lies on a teeny island in the middle of @Crater Lake, with the entrance underwater. Outsiders can only get to it with an invitation or some very determined swimming. The place is built like a giant gymnasium, complete with floating bleachers and wall-to-wall glass displays of all the gods' stuff. A couple of the old-timers traded in their old place (now the @Egghead Institute) for the new building some decades ago, and invited other immortals to stay and split the rent. The Deo-Dorm isn't the most beautiful building, at least the way a cathedral is beautiful. But it's well-designed, functional, and tough enough to withstand all but the most volcanic of the gods' antics. Lots of space, nothing breakable, and well guarded -- it's perfect. Granted, the building isn't great for regular everyday worship, but a lot of the gods tired of putting on a show for all that self-effacing and thou-arts long ago. They just want a place to hecking chill. And they get it here! That is, except on the weekends, when they host thunderous raves that would put Jimmy Gatsby to shame. Naturally, parties by the gods are truly Legendary.