Phyllis/Liralen is on a different address these days.
The FTP sites are gone apart from Hubert Bartels site.

Article 272 of alt.cyberpunk.chatsubo:
>From: phyllis@amc.com (Phyllis Rostykus)
Subject: Monthly Charter Ping
Date: 5 Mar 91 22:58:02 GMT

"Here." A Regular claps the Newbie on the back, only to jump back and give
a wry grin at the blade or snout of a firearm that protrudes from the
rather nervous Newbie's grasp.  "Hey, chum, just tryin' ta help ya out...
if you wanna know what this silicon driven heap 'o pixels is 'bout, Ratz
has a tape he likes ta hand around.  Here..." and carefully and slowly,
the Regular hands over a cheap vidset with a tape already slotted and
ready to go.

The Newbie frowns at the set, not sure that this is the wisest place to
indulge in a little entertainment.  The Regular growls softly.  "Look,
chum, there's no frackin' reason to go off half cocked in here.  No
battles ya don' choose to take in here, so ya don' hafta be bringin' no
battle 'flexes in here.  If it makes ya feel any better, I'll be watchin'
yur back while ya watch."  And, before the Newbie can thank the Regular,
the Regular turns away. The Newbie sighs and puts the hardware away, and a
lot of attention in the Chat goes back to drinks, Lonny's beauties, and
Blackjack's music.

The tape starts with a hiss of white noise and static on both audio and
video feeds, and then gradually resolves itself into a simple blue
background.  A neutral voice, neither male nor female begins to speak,
"Welcome to the Chatsubo." it says.  "The name of this group comes from the
bar in Chiba as created by William Gibson in the book _Neuromancer_." The
scene in the vidset shows a shadowy bar full of smoke and expatriots, it has
the distinctly small dimensions of a Japanese bar; however, it is full of
Anglos.  "As was written, the Chat was a place where one could go for weeks
without hearing a word of Japanese, and where a lot of cyberpunk Biz was
initiated and, sometimes, even finished."

"This bar and newsgroup was created as an outlet for imaginations that
wished to work in the venue of cyberpunk.  The purposes of this group
include conversations using cyberpunk personas and characters, the
creation of stories, showing examples of how various people believe
cyberspace would actually be like, and the exploration of various virtual
worlds that all the characters could interact in.  The main intention was
to use this group to express virtual reality with the full power of text
with relation to the human imagination."

The Newbie doesn't even bother to smother the enormous yawn that dawns at
this dry rendering; but then a blue leather clad woman appears on the
screen of the vid.  The Newbie raises one eyebrow in interest.  In the
background, the Newbie can see that it is the Chatsubo.  She moves with a
grace and balance that clearly indicates that she is a fighter, well aware
of her body and how it moves.  "Look, chum," she says, straddling a stool,
"think of all this as some sorta virtual playground, where there are other
folks that are playing with you.  Basically, you can do whatever you
damned well please, but if ya step on too many toes, those feet are likely
to either kick back or, very effectively, ignore you out of existance.
Sorta schoolyard ethics, but backed up by the fact that ignoring bullies
actually works."

"There are a coupla of 'games' going on right now..." and the vid turns to
see a Hunter-Killer splintering the front door of the Chat, a Kid working
at a hole-in-the-wall store, a man and a woman in a panzer in the snowy
woods, a man and a cat eared and cat eyed woman working their way through
the woods, a woman guarding a man who is quickly dissecting a corpse, a
couple of guys on what looks like a desert plain with a helicopter bearing
down on them, and something that looks like a bundle of sticks flattening
itself under a rusting piece of high tech junk.  "Most are straight
cyberpunk, a couple are Shadowrun based.  The stories that are Shadowrun
based have the bar set in Seattle, others have it based in the Eastern
Sprawl, others haven't said where it is at all.  The Chat can be wherever
and however you want it.  Some of the stories are multiple-people, some
have only one writer, if you wanna join up with folks, ASK them, and they
will most likely let you play.  If there isn't room, than start your own.
Or just set yourself down at the bar and meet people... that can be fun as
well."

"All the story lines can be confusing, but, if you're lost, a good thing
to do might be to simply write one of the authors of any particular setup
and ask them what is going on.  Most of them have archives of what they've
written.  Hubert Bartels (hgb@catalina.opt-sci.arizona.edu) has some of
the articles on a weekend/evening access ftp.  There is another anonymous
FTP site whose name is sorokin.anu.edu.au [130.56.96.12], with a default
server that is csc2.anu.edu.au [130.56.4.25].  There are other people who
have archives of this group who are willing to make them available, I
think."

"One other thing... if you like something that someone else has created,
it's probably a good idea to email them a note telling them how much you
liked it.  It makes it a hell of a lot easier to keep creatin' when there's
positive feedback."  Her smile is wry.

"Well... hope you enjoy your stay here, and find this a fun place to
create."  And the picture rezzes out in a burst of blue static...