Our favorite Quake II server is alot like our families.  Warm, loving, dangerous, with a whopping serving of disfunctionality thrown in for good measure.  Yoda's Barn is all those things and more. Connect late at night, and you're likely to witness a conversation between the children, obsessed with acquaintences of theirs who are "gay", or "fags", or who play Quake like "girls".  At the same time, their well-meaning elders are attempting to enlighten them regarding their misconceptions by railing them out of existence.   

Visit the Barn's message board around the dinner hour and you might witness Dark Priest, the Barn's administrator and authoritarian father figure, actually threatening to physically beat Barclay into a pastey dough if he doesn't use the message board according to DP's rules.  We may whisper to each other later in our rooms that we "hate" him, but deep down inside, we know that he's the only father we've got...that if we piss him off too much, he just might kick us out of his house.  It's times like this when we miss our own fathers, and each man's particular brand of tough love.  And just as we now feel affection for our fathers, perhaps someday we will know that DP only made those threats because he cares about us, and not just because he's obsessed with important Quake players liking him. 

And, late at night, when we're in our beds thinking black thoughts, we wonder whether DP will ever find for us the mommy we never had.  We silently plead with him to stop working so hard, and start smelling the roses.  If that would only happen, we tell ourselves, then maybe...just maybe...he'd stop threatening to beat us to a pulp whenever we clog the toilet. 

Remember, DP, it's all in good clean fun.  We lowly, unimportant players love your server.