As a courtesy to those of its occupants who prefer rooms, it does have a modality in which it presents itself that way: a room, with as many chairs as it needs, and a bulletin board, and a vending machine with candy and chips and concepts sold for nothing to anyone with the right prerequisites.
On the bulletin board, if one chooses to perceive it as a bulletin board (and not as a wiki or a flower or an ineffable cloud of information or an eternally malleable clay tablet) people whose only common trait is that they get to come here leave each other notes.
Notes about physics, about magic, about grand sweeps of narrative. Notes from people desperate to fix a never-ending heap of problems, smug about the condition of their homes, curious about the wider omniverse. Signed with names and sigils and "you ought to know who I am". Terse or verbose or nested with as much meaning as interests the reader.
In the vending machine, if one chooses to perceive it as a vending machine (and not a basket or a fruiting tree or a file repository or a crystalline fractal) are many things... and they have notes connecting them to their reviews on the bulletin board.
This one, for instance. She (it's usually, but not invariably, a she) has fairly glowing reviews from most of her previous purchasers. Here is what you need to install her; here are some things that are recommended for best results but optional especially if you just want to use her as a beacon for her other instances; here are some things she comes with as add-ons you can take or leave; here is what she is good for. The reviewers who don't like her are annoyed that theirs was too good at it, if you read between the lines. Well, that and the fact that if your universe is unpleasant enough sometimes these critters figure out how to flip you off and leave before they figure out how to solve all your problems. (There is a tangent thread about alternative solutions to similar problems which come bundled with stronger irrational attachment to their homes, but they have more stringent installation requirements.)
They come in these colors and styles; you will need to compensate for the following standard-issue drawbacks in some way if you require services of them that intersect with those areas of disability; they are only rated for upbringings of the following severity and are less likely to hate you if you stay thoroughly under that limit and less likely to fail at important goals if they are given opportunity to self-educate; if you have a way to generate them as instant adults they can begin work immediately but on the standard trajectory age six is the absolute earliest and teens is customary...
There is a chart (if one chooses to perceive it as a chart) of template interactions that have been tried before, but a lot of the more interesting accessory and companion templates are out-of-network for some visitors. What a pity.
"I mean, I'm not saying that we couldn't bury them on an island if we really wanted to, I'm just saying, unpleasant mental images."
"I got a referral from a magician I was talking to. She's a magician-in-training. She wants to learn more about demons."
"...And you got me as a benign example. Fair enough. Well, since we're all clear on who's what, I should probably warn you that my pride demon sister noticed a lot of her kind of energy emanating from you," she tells Mehitabel.
"...How old are you, do I need to explain why the word yummy is creepy or possibly get shooed away from explaining it by your mom?"
"I make a policy of not attempting to restrict the information she has available to her. At all."
"...Okay, so 'yummy' is the kind of language that's likely to be used as a euphemism for...things."
"Oh. Well, is there some other way to ask the question I was actually asking so you'll answer it?"
"Oh, I thought you were just being flippant, sorry. Yes, you were both a noticeable source of power and--pleasant to be near."
"I'm not getting much of anything off of you, which is good. Pride and Wrath are one of the worst possible combinations of the Seven Deadlies."
"...Is that 'yes, please inquire further,' or 'yes, and it's none of your business,' I can't tell and I'd rather not assume."