Some only push themselves to the levels necessary to complete the task at hand, altruistic or otherwise. There are many immutable constants in the universe, for example what some dub the curses of a speedster; a short attentions span, leaping before looking, acting on reflex rather than tact.
But there are a rare few, the ambitious. The willful. The elite. They stand a tier above the rest. From the moment they escape the confines of the speed of light they enter the halls of unsung legends that have existed since the expansion of one universe, into two.
"Good, your awa- Woahhh, woah relax." Your eyes are blurred, you don't know where you are but you can barely lift your arms. A hand is pressing on your chest with the weight of a cinderblock " You're tapped on speed for now and malnourished from using all your calories , you need to rest. On the plus side your ten pounds lighter. No, before you ask, you didn't lose your powers. You just blew out your reserves and what was left got absorbed by The Bleed." Your mouth is so slack and dry that you can barely get out the question, luckily you don't need to. "It's hard to explain, so just pass back out so you can heal, and let the old girl link with your subconcious...we'll talk later..." The sound of the guys voice becomes distant. You drift away as darkness closes in and pulls you down.
-------several hours later--------
Waking up again on a warm bed in a cold room, this time you feel more energy in you enough to sit up. Your legs are sore but less so as the minutes pass, an I.V. feeding your body the necessary nutrients but they don't quell the rumble in your empty stomach, so you pull them out. Standing on wobbly feet you make your way over to a window. The last thing you remember is running so fast that the landscape blurred, until it turned into a solid wall of light and bathed you in electricity.
You expect to see landmarks of some kind, hear cars, maybe smell some bad foreign food. Instead you only see an infinite red sea of nothingness that seems to reflect things. Things that have happened already, things that never have, things that might. You realize 'this must be The Bleed.'
(the explanation of the carrier added later)
This is a team of the most elite speedsters in the multiverse who have gone past light speed and entered what some call the Speed Force, or The bleed unintentionally. The Bleed for the people who never read 'StormWatch' is the area between universes. Within their headquarters known as the carrier the Speed Corps monitors and traverses the multiverse to neutralize the largest threats that endanger it as well as protect the individual universes that don't have enough strength to be defended by their own heroes. Think of them as the multiversal equivalent of the united nations, with speedsters representing the worlds.
This is a team exclusive to speedsters. If you want to join you have to be a Speedster. You can have secondary abilities but your character has to be defined most by their speed. As a speedster you have to pass the speed of light to enter The Bleed/Speed Force.
The biggest purpose is to have fun and while experimenting with different Earths, but the goal is to canonically map the CVnU Multiverse. For each Earth we do an RPG in we'll catalog that Earth in a separate thread, or this OP. I'm not sure which yet. But the team will definitely be playing a role in the Main U as well.
You don't have to make an alternate, but it's strongly encouraged so that we can really round out the alternate U's with the first hand perspective of characters from them. The process I have in mind is we'll be spotlighting a threat in each of our characters universes, with whoever universe we're in leading that RPG, which won;t be too drawn out, only long enough to sell that U and stop the threat then move to the next.
If you want to join, just say so in thread and I'll add you to the team PM. Once we get a solid number we'll kick around in the thread until the first RPG.