Elliot sat back, an awkward smile pulling at his lips at the question. "Starting by taking down EvilCorp," he answered. He'd done his research and seeing Peter in person he had decided this was someone that he could trust, someone to bring in. Maybe they could even be friends.
Peter raised both of his brows. E Corp? Was Elliot serious? The largest corporation in the entire United States, the conglomerate that ran literally every aspect of their life and was currently in the midsts of a deal to acquire all of Oscorp as well? That E corp? This guy wanted to try and take them down? Sure, Peter might have considered it something of his duty to take down whatever forces of evil were at work, he would have even went as far as to say that he was a superhero -- despite how ridiculously comical the entire idea of it was -- but this felt like too big of a feat for just him and someone decked out in a hoodie that he'd only just met. Even if they did seem to have pretty impressive investigatory skills.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Take down E corp? You're fucking joking right? You know they literally own everything" Peter reminded the other, though he was pretty sure that Elliot was well aware of just how much of a monopoly the corporation had on every aspect of everyones lives -- his phone was branded with the ominous E, all of the screens in Times Square at some point advertised something that the company made, or held a patent to, the credit card that Peter had used to get his coffee was even under their thumb. How the hell were they supposed to take it down?
And for what reason even.
"I'm not out here trying to fight the system or take down the man or whatever. White collar crime isn't really my bag, you know? I'm more of the guy who is roughin' up dudes that're trying to commit mass murder." Peter shook his head, taking another sip from his coffee, out of some kind of rising anxiety that he felt cropping up again. He wanted to help save the world, he wanted to change it and make a difference, but this seemed too big for either of them. It definitely seemed way to big for him, he was just some kid in a spandex suit, how the hell could he have been of any use? "I think you've got the wrong guy. I dunno how I can help you, man."
"I know everything about them," Elliot said confidently. He knew how to take them down. He had a plan. Fsociety was going to do it. But Spiderman, he could definitely help. There were a lot of dangers that the hackers just weren't prepared for on their own and Elliot knew he needed to help protect them.
"We're going to take them down. It's more than white collar crime. They're murderers too," Elliot said insistently. They'd murdered too many. Mass murderers by the thousands.
Peter still felt worried. He wanted to make a difference, he felt some kind of weird obligation to help people now that he'd gotten these kinds of strange new abilities, but going all the way to the very tip-top of the ladder? Why didn't this guy just ask him to go assassinate the President while he was at it?
No, Peter didn't want to bring that kind of snarky response into play. He was actually somewhat worried that the other might actually think he was serious and actually start thinking up a plan to do so. Spider-man or not, Peter was sure that he'd get tossed into jail for trying to kill the leader of the country.
"Okay, but what am I supposed to do? Isn't that the job for, like, some kind of hacker group? I'm not really inconspicuous swinging around the city all decked out in the suit, you know?" He wasn't agreeing. Before he went jumping into some crazy plan head-first, he needed details.
Elliot knew that the other had taken the hook now. He watched him for a long moment. Darlene was the only other person that knew that he'd planned this and even she thought it was a crazy idea -- even for Elliot. But what they were doing was dangerous and what he really wanted was protection for the people he cared about.
But he had a feeling he couldn't sell it to Peter like that. At least not right away.
"Not everything that needs to be done can be done from behind the computer." That much was true.
"You've got some useful credentials but as Spiderman, you have another thing we don't have. You can talk to an asset or target in person. They'll respect you one way or another."
Peter practically snorted in laughter at the idea of being respected. Sure, there were plenty of people in the city who saw Spider-Man as the hero that it needed, someone to do what NYPD just wasn't doing and someone to speak out for those who couldn't for themselves. But, there was also a large amount of people who thought that fighting crime was best left to New York's finest and that Spider-Man was doing nothing more than meddling in places that he had no business being involved in to begin with. What were to happen if all these people that he came up against thought he wasn't anything more than some troublesome kid with a complex.
Peter wanted to help make a difference, but he just couldn't fit himself into the plan that Elliot was laying out for him -- it seemed he'd end up more than a hinderance than an actual ally.
"Have you read the papers lately, dude? There's a lot more people who think I'm a menace to society than somebody who's doing any good. And I got a feeling that these E Corp guys are somewhere in that group, too." Peter shook his head, running a hand through his hair. "You want somebody that people will actually respect and listen to, then you probably need to be calling up Captain America or IronMan. I'd be of better use to you as Peter Parker, and that's not really saying much."
"I said one way or another," Elliot repeated himself which he didn't like to do often. His fingers drummed on the table quickly, this was the difficult part. Getting him to agree to help them. If he were honest they needed someone like him but he definitely didn't need a group of hackers and it would probably get a whole other set of problems for him if he did get involved with Fsociety.
"I don't need you...for that. I need someone to help protect the people I'm working with." That was the truth, the motive behind trying to get some 'hero' behind the cause that was wildly illegal even if it was the right thing to do. They were playing a dangerous game and they weren't prepared for every part of it.
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Date: 2016-08-18 05:26 am (UTC)He wasn't counting on the last part.
"You can help me. I can probably help you too."
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Date: 2016-08-18 06:05 am (UTC)"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Take down E corp? You're fucking joking right? You know they literally own everything" Peter reminded the other, though he was pretty sure that Elliot was well aware of just how much of a monopoly the corporation had on every aspect of everyones lives -- his phone was branded with the ominous E, all of the screens in Times Square at some point advertised something that the company made, or held a patent to, the credit card that Peter had used to get his coffee was even under their thumb. How the hell were they supposed to take it down?
And for what reason even.
"I'm not out here trying to fight the system or take down the man or whatever. White collar crime isn't really my bag, you know? I'm more of the guy who is roughin' up dudes that're trying to commit mass murder." Peter shook his head, taking another sip from his coffee, out of some kind of rising anxiety that he felt cropping up again. He wanted to help save the world, he wanted to change it and make a difference, but this seemed too big for either of them. It definitely seemed way to big for him, he was just some kid in a spandex suit, how the hell could he have been of any use? "I think you've got the wrong guy. I dunno how I can help you, man."
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Date: 2016-08-19 02:18 am (UTC)"We're going to take them down. It's more than white collar crime. They're murderers too," Elliot said insistently. They'd murdered too many. Mass murderers by the thousands.
"We need someone like you."
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Date: 2016-08-19 09:14 pm (UTC)No, Peter didn't want to bring that kind of snarky response into play. He was actually somewhat worried that the other might actually think he was serious and actually start thinking up a plan to do so. Spider-man or not, Peter was sure that he'd get tossed into jail for trying to kill the leader of the country.
"Okay, but what am I supposed to do? Isn't that the job for, like, some kind of hacker group? I'm not really inconspicuous swinging around the city all decked out in the suit, you know?" He wasn't agreeing. Before he went jumping into some crazy plan head-first, he needed details.
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Date: 2016-08-21 01:43 am (UTC)But he had a feeling he couldn't sell it to Peter like that. At least not right away.
"Not everything that needs to be done can be done from behind the computer." That much was true.
"You've got some useful credentials but as Spiderman, you have another thing we don't have. You can talk to an asset or target in person. They'll respect you one way or another."
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Date: 2016-08-25 07:02 am (UTC)Peter wanted to help make a difference, but he just couldn't fit himself into the plan that Elliot was laying out for him -- it seemed he'd end up more than a hinderance than an actual ally.
"Have you read the papers lately, dude? There's a lot more people who think I'm a menace to society than somebody who's doing any good. And I got a feeling that these E Corp guys are somewhere in that group, too." Peter shook his head, running a hand through his hair. "You want somebody that people will actually respect and listen to, then you probably need to be calling up Captain America or IronMan. I'd be of better use to you as Peter Parker, and that's not really saying much."
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Date: 2016-08-25 10:01 pm (UTC)"I don't need you...for that. I need someone to help protect the people I'm working with." That was the truth, the motive behind trying to get some 'hero' behind the cause that was wildly illegal even if it was the right thing to do. They were playing a dangerous game and they weren't prepared for every part of it.