✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis
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✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis's Discussions

Embracing The Inevitable (Baptiste and Joaquin)

Started this discussion. Last reply by ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis Jun 12. 2 Replies

For months now, Baptiste had been torn between who he used…Continue

Practice Makes Perfect; Two Nomads Alike || Baptiste and Zephyr ||

Started this discussion. Last reply by ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis May 10. 2 Replies

The Valkyr tossed and turned, for what seemed to be the majority of the night as dawn approached. Not a night had went by so far where Baptiste hadn't had the same dream, and it had now gotten to the…Continue

Saints and Sinners (Baptiste and Zenith)

Started this discussion. Last reply by ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis Apr 22. 2 Replies

Baptiste had finally found a breaking point, realizing…Continue

News For The King (Gideon, Jason, Baptiste)

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Don't act like an angel, you've fallen again~

Age: 34(looks), 224(actual)

Occupation: Bartender -- Also runs a counseling program to reach out to lost souls


Josette Dupuis-Mother, deceased | Emeric Dupuis-Father, deceased
Marissa Dupuis-Sister, deceased

Species: Valkyr

Rank: Nomad

Sexuality : Bisexual

Appearance :

Hair color / Brown

Eye color / Brown

Distinguishing marks / Tattoo's from the neck down

Muscular || Toned || Athletic

Occupation : Bartender at night time - Counselor at the hospital chapel during the day time -

Relationship Status:

Rank: Nomad

Current place of residence: Colorado -- Evermore. Vampire territory.
Faceclaim: Stephen James

Understanding || Reliable || Determined
Over Thinker || Brooding || Negative Self-Reflection

Born in the Spring of 1792, the French settlement of Louisiana was still relatively new just a mere one hundred years old. Baptiste was born the first child of Josette and Emeric Dupuis his father a local priest in a small Louisiana town. The birth of Baptiste was a miracle in self given before coming to Louisiana Josette was informed that she wouldn’t be able to have children. The couple kept the pregnancy quiet until they no longer feared that the pregnancy was all just a beautiful dream. However during the worst spring storm that Louisiana had seen Baptiste was brought into the world, a pale and weak child who at first drew no breath into his small lungs.

Being a priest Emeric had been praying through the whole pregnancy and especially while his weak wife labored to bring their child into the world. It seemed as if neither Josette nor Baptiste would survive but by some sort of grace when Emeric took the child into his arms he drew his first breath. Thanks was given to god and Josette pulled through as well but needed much rest after.

Baptiste was his parent’s miracle and they loved him beyond compare, but he was often sick and wasn’t able to run or play as other children could. When he was three another miracle happened - or at least that was what his parents and the church called it. This pregnancy went far easier and a little girl was born. Her parents named her Marissa. Unlike her brother, she was a strong child and grew fast under the care of her parents. While Marissa would run and play with the other children of their village, Baptiste would stay within the confines of their humble home studying scripture and learning from his parents.

Despite his physical weakness Baptiste had a sharp mind and sought knowledge in any possible way that he could. When his father would travel to other villages to spread religion, Baptiste would go with him to learn new things from those who called those villages home. Some were far more civil than others, some villagers went into hiding when he and his father arrived feeling no need to hear the preachings of a religion they cared nothing of.

Baptiste shadowed his father for years after that, following him anywhere that he went to teach the word to the villager's, until his psychical weakness took him down. It had happened out of no where, a bright, sun shinning evening where he and his father had walked for miles, preaching to anyone who would listen. Baptiste had told his father he felt weaker and weaker each step they had taken that day, but his father like always insisted that he trusted the man above to carry him through the rest of the day.That was until Baptiste fainted.

People gathered around Baptiste, joining his father in prayer, while one of the villager's called 911. Baptiste was rushed away in an ambulance, siren's alarming the whole village that Baptiste Dupuis, the son of the village's priest had fallen ill. Met by his mother and father at the hospital, the young male looked up to them with tears flooding his face, unable to speak, so the doctor spoke for him.  "Mr. And Mrs. Dupuis, your son .. let me just say first that there is no easy way to say this, so i'll just say it. He told us he has been ill ever since he was a young child, I don't understand why no medical care was given to him before now, because what your son has, there's no fix, there's no cure for it. He has a malignant growth in his spinal cord."

As Baptiste aged he began to (grow weaker, unable to follow his father around, only able to stay inside the confines of his home, learning from his mother who seemed to fall short on optimissim knowing there was nothing she could do for her son but to make him comfortable as he slowly drifted away from them)  His sister grew into a fine beauty who many in their village and the outlying villages wished to wed. Many came to court her but she seemed uninterested in most just wanting to live her life. Baptiste was proud of the decision which she made, taking no lover or husband though it became a subject of conflict within his household since his parents wanted her to wed. There was one man who caught his sister’s attention: Blaise. But he was a man who believed in nothing and often spoke out against the church. Emeric held a great dislike towards Blaise.

However, Blaise cared little about the opinion of Emeric or the Dupuis family. Baptiste held no ill will towards the man, believing in free will and Blaise’s ability to choose to believe whatever he wished. If his sister wanted to be with Blaise then he would not stand in her way.

The day that Baptiste was meant to take  over for his father as priest was the day he married Blaise and Marissa against his father’s orders. Baptiste knew he didn't have much time left with his family, only given a five year survival rate with the growth in his spinal cord, and only wanted to do what was right for his sister. Although Blaise believed in nothing, he certinly loved Marissa, and that was something Baptiste could only support. By then the village was beginning to grow. More people had immigrated from other colonies and from France to settle in the swamp land. Marissa had barely been married six months when a pair of siblings moved to the town: Noe and Roseline. The only time they were seen was at night and Noe had eyes for Marissa - he didn’t care that she was a married woman. This caused a very public altercation between Blaise and Noe, and two days after the argument, Blaise was found dead in the streets. Marissa was heartbroken.

Baptiste tried to console his sister but she ended up taking her own life out of grief. Many in the village believed that Noe had something to do with Blaise’s death, but no one would confront him. There seemed to be an inner darkness to the man. Baptiste, however, made it a life goal to bring the man down for what he had done. Vengeance was something he had been raised to allow to reject, but his sister had meant everything to him. She was the reason why he’d not only defied his father, but had been disinherited as well. Baptiste had been nosing around Noe’s house when the mysterious man surprised him, and locked Baptiste in the cellar.

It was then that he found out that demons were real. Noe and Roseline were Valkyr's; creatures that had only been an urban legend up until then. For the four years that he was trapped in the cellar, Noe and Roseline used Baptiste for food. Everyday, he prayed for a way out of the hell he was trapped in, and every night he was reminded that it was his own sins which brought these consequences. Roseline took a liking to Baptiste, often allowing him out of the cellar in the early hours of the morning before the sun rose. She would allow him to walk around the village, ensuring that he remained unseen. His blood was apparently far sweeter when he was given a taste of freedom. It was during one of these moments with Roseline, that Baptiste broke out into laughter, he laughed so hard that tears poured from his eye sockets. Roseline, confused, asked what was so funny.

The human simply smiled as he looked at her. "You and your brother were hell bent on trapping some poor innocent human to use as a blood bag every day, you two didn't even consider the fact that my psychical weakness, the pale complexion, and the very bright rings underneath my eyes may have to do with the fact that I was only given five years to live? You two have wiped out four of those years, so tell me Roseline, what are you gonna do next year when i'm dead, who will you use for your amusement and source of food then?"

This news had caused Roseline to become distraught, almost grief stricken, causing Baptiste to realize that maybe, just maybe she really had taking a liking to him, perhaps she wasn't as bent and twisted as brother Noe was.

Four long years later, Noe and Roseline were packing up the house and getting ready to leave the village. Baptiste believed they would finally let him go, especially Roseline, after him sharing the news with her, but he was very wrong. Like a piece of furniture, Baptiste was packed and moved to a new village - a new cellar became his prison once again. Many humans would come and go from the cellar but he was the only constant. Some of the others would be bled dry, some were allowed to leave in a state of confusion their memories wiped.

When the twins had settled into the new village, Baptiste had went unconcious and for Roseline, that meant she needed to do whatever she could to convince her brother to turn him. After begging and pleading all night long,Noe became enraged and left Roseline there with Baptiste.  Baptiste woke up, he was weak, more pale than ever, and at this point, he was ready to go, no longer wanting to be a prisoner, but also he no longer wanted to live with the pain and suffering. Met by Roseline herself, she spoke softly, holding Baptiste's hand, knowing any moment now, he would be taking his last breath. Roseline sat there praying that he would die before her brother returned. And, Baptiste had finally drew his last breath. Baptiste believed that it was finally over for him, but boy was he wrong. During his time spent slumbering in death, Roseline defied her brother beyond belief. Simply cutting her wrist open and draining her blood down Baptiste' throat, infusing it with the energy from the shadow's, she simply smiled and sat there calmly waiting for the male to return back to her.

Roseline had fallen in love with Baptiste, no matter how twisted it sounded, she couldn't bare for him to die. There was still no sign of Noe when he finally awoke, Roseline was stood in the corner watching him closely. It was a miracle to Baptiste that he was alive. A young woman stood beside Roseline. She was shaking like a leaf, he could almost taste her fear but. Roseline beckoned him over and before he knew what was happening, he was on top of the young woman. New fangs ripped into her flesh. The warm, metallic taste of blood filled his mouth. Sweet, a hint of spice; it was addictive. Roseline had to pry Baptiste off the young woman.

When his hunger subsided, he looked at the young woman who now lay dead on the cellar floor. Roseline watched him with detached interest. Guilt and remorse swept through him at what he had done self loathing beginning to set in as he curled himself into a ball in the corner rocking, trying to block out everything that was happening. This had to be some sort of nightmare caused by Roseline taking too much blood, or at least that was what he had hoped but it soon became clear this was no nightmare but the beginning of his new life.

Instead of teaching him what he needed to know as a fledgling, his sire taught him nothing.Roseline was afraid that he would kill himself, so she allowed him to feed but then weaken him with the poisonous Daystar plant. Another few decades passed in a blur as Baptiste struggled with what he’d unwillingly become. The Daystar was a mercy, it gave him no strength which meant he couldn’t hurt anyone or kill anyone. Roseline regretted her decision to turn him but she couldn’t bring herself to force him into the daylight either.

Roseline’s screams awoke him one day. Cries of true terror and pain, then silence and the smell of burning. Half an hour later, the cellar door opened. As sunlight began to slip into the cellar, Baptiste began to panic. He cursed life as a Valkyr, but he did not want to die like one Baptiste was even too weak to scream as men made their way down the cellar steps. The sunlight was just unable to reach him. There was a strange scent he didn’t recognize which clung to the men as they approached him, checking his vitals and realizing he wasn’t human anymore. “Let me die,” he pleaded softly. The men looked him over before leaving him alone in the cellar, the door closing once more.

As night came the cellar door opened once again. The Daystar had slowly worn off and his strength began to return. It terrified him. As the men moved down the stairs once more he tried his best to move away from them. “No! Stay away for me! I don’t want to hurt you.” The fear in his voice was real and the men looked between one another before slowly approaching him. Baptiste didn’t fight, he just tried to control himself. But his fangs grew and his throat at the scent of the men. Rope was tied around his wrists and it burned his skin. The young valkyr screamed out in severe pain.

A wolf trotted down the steps of the cellar and slowly made it’s way towards him before sinking it’s teeth into his leg. The bite hurt but his energy slowly dissipated as a burning sensation washed over him once again. Would he never be free of this? As he was lead from the cellar, he was informed that the group men were of Therians - beings who could shift into animals. They explained that they hunted down what they called ‘rogue valkyr's’: valkyr's who maimed or killed whoever they pleased. The Therians asked if Baptiste posed a danger of going rogue and he couldn’t lie: he explained what had happened during his turning, and that he couldn’t control himself. To his surprise, they took pity on him. Baptiste thought they would kill him, but instead they helped him to find a coven of valkyr's who would help him to understand what he was.

It took over one hundred years living in the Louisiana bayou with a coven of both blooded and turned valkyr's. He turned to his faith despite the fact that he was no longer sure what to believe in. It allowed him to hold on to his humanity. There were demons and devils in the world but it wasn’t in the way he had once thought. Baptiste was able to find peace within himself.

Stories soon began to circulate about wolves and valkyrs in the Louisiana bayou rousing a hunt for the supernatural creatures. Despite the fact that the bayou Therians and Valkyrs were peaceful, humans began to hunt them out of fear. When the bayou was no longer safe, the Therian pack and the Valkyr coven decided to split ways. Some were brave enough to stay in Louisiana but others moved far away. Some of the Theriams became a branch in what is known today as the Valkyrie family.

Baptiste broke away from the coven and made his way to New Orleans, working nights in a local voodoo shop run by a Necromancer named Jacquelyn Benoit. He began to learn about other species which made him feel like he wasn’t so alone in the world. Over time, Baptiste found himself falling for Jacquelyn, and though she was the darker kind of her species, she was a woman beyond compare. She forged a bracelet meant to protect him as a gift for their first anniversary and for a time Baptiste was happy in his new life. That is, until unease between the Fae and Necromancers exploded in the city, and Jacquelyn was caught in the crossfire.

The love of his life died in his arms, refusing the blood and shadow energy that could save her life. Though Jacquelyn loved Baptiste she couldn’t see living her life as a valkyr. Her death was what brought about the decision to finally leave Louisiana - his home state that was now tainted with nothing but pain. Baptiste had heard whispers of a city in Colorado that was a supernatural haven of sorts. It seemed like the best chance to start a new life. Baptiste moved to Denver, unsure of where the city was. He worked as a bartender, giving advice to the lost souls and feeding off those too drunk to comprehend what was happening until he finally got a name: Evermore.

Rumors began to circulate that the first Valkyr ever had made a home in Evermore. Baptiste felt as if he were being pulled towards the city. This time, Baptiste took a chance and migrated to the Eternal City. And this time, he felt as if he were finally able to leave the pain behind in Louisiana, Until fate betrayed the Valkyr yet again, when a woman made her way to Baptiste not long after he'd found the Eternal city with a message from a woman named Roseline. Could this really be happening again? Had Roseline and Noe made their way into the city? Baptiste felt as though life had just thrown him another curve ball, but unlike the weak prisoner that Roseline and Noe once knew, Baptiste was ready for them, and whatever they thought they were going to do to him.

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✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis replied to ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis's discussion Embracing The Inevitable (Baptiste and Joaquin)
"Arching his brow, Baptiste couldn't resist taking all of this male in. Every detail of him, every strand of long dark hair that sat perfectly on top of his head; his long eyelashes that caused Bap to lose himself in the male's gaze, and…"
Jun 12

✓ Joaquin Reguel Kenelm replied to ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis's discussion Embracing The Inevitable (Baptiste and Joaquin)
"Sometimes he hated being immortal and all. A few years ago he was aging like any normal human until the comet hit and he was frozen when it comes to age. Becoming immortal, the opposite to what he once was. Only making everything more painful for…"
Jun 10

✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis posted a discussion

Embracing The Inevitable (Baptiste and Joaquin)

For months now, Baptiste had been torn between who he used to be, and who he'd became. Five years ago, he had met a woman whom instantly captured his heart. Feelings for her ran pretty deep. But, when she vanished, Baptiste met a male; Jason Hills. That name burnt right through him to this day. Baptiste could only frown as he sat in the back of the church…See More
Jun 3

✓ Elle-Mae Vivienne Lovett left a comment for ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis
"Miss you, handsome. Hope you're doing alright. Just wanted to let you know, how much you mean to me. Despite the circumstances, we're currently in; I hope you know that deep down. You mean more to me, than you might realise. Hopefully,…"
Jun 1

✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis is now friends with ✓ Ha-joon Sae, ✓ Lucius Wright and ✓ Zandra Smoke
May 19

✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis replied to ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis's discussion Practice Makes Perfect; Two Nomads Alike || Baptiste and Zephyr ||
"Baptiste couldn't remember the last time a smile graced his features, the way he was beaming right now. Zephyr had taken no time to start a conversation, and Bap was in desperate need of a male companion; a genuine friendship so to speak. But,…"
May 10

✓ Sebastian “Bash” McKinnon replied to ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis's discussion Practice Makes Perfect; Two Nomads Alike || Baptiste and Zephyr ||
"Since moving to Evermore food had become scarce for the Valkyr.  He fed a little from Svetlana but he didn't want to tax her with his nutritional needs all the time.  Svetlana had given him the name of this bar, Zeph had been a bit…"
May 10

✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis replied to ✓ Elle-Mae Vivienne Lovett's discussion Dancing With Past Demons (Elle-Mae + Baptiste Only)
"Baptiste had been staring at Elle, remembering what he had lost the day she vanished from his life. It had left him with a black hole in his heart, not that Valkyrs had a beating heart, but if they did, Elle would have been the very reason that…"
May 9

✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis replied to ✓ Elle-Mae Vivienne Lovett's discussion Dancing With Past Demons (Elle-Mae + Baptiste Only)
"Baptiste inhaled and exhaled.For what felt like ages, he had been holding his breath, or maybe he was simply unable to breathe because of the sight in front of him. Sometimes when two people loved each other, it felt as though they never seperated…"
May 4

✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis replied to ✓ Elle-Mae Vivienne Lovett's discussion Dancing With Past Demons (Elle-Mae + Baptiste Only)
"The last couple weeks had been utter hell for the Valkyr. First, he had attempted to get absolution from his pastor when he was interrupted with a mobster/drug dealer right there in the church during a confessional, then as if that wasn't bad…"
Apr 27

✓ Elle-Mae Vivienne Lovett left a comment for ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis
"Hey Bap, I finally managed to string up a starter. I apologise, if it's not the best. But, we got to start somewhere, right? :) Hope you'll enjoy anyways. Let's Face The Demons"
Apr 25

✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis replied to ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis's discussion Saints and Sinners (Baptiste and Zenith)
"The Valkyr simple chuckled with his arms folded over each other, and his foot impatiently tapping against the carpeted floor. "You're suggesting that I have more respect? That's a joke right?" he questioned, but the look on the…"
Apr 22

✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis posted a discussion

Practice Makes Perfect; Two Nomads Alike || Baptiste and Zephyr ||

The Valkyr tossed and turned, for what seemed to be the majority of the night as dawn approached. Not a night had went by so far where Baptiste hadn't had the same dream, and it had now gotten to the point that it felt like more of a message for him. Whatever it was, he needed answers. Baptiste was now righting the wrongs of his ways, a deep void in his heart after betraying the one thing he had vowed to never fall short of; his faith. Restoring his faith however had came as a hardship to the…See More
Apr 22

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✓ Zenith Lobo replied to ✓ Baptiste "Peto" Dupuis's discussion Saints and Sinners (Baptiste and Zenith)
"Her heels tapped out a rhythmic staccato against the concrete of the sidewalk, hands buried in the pockets of the expensive leather jacket that rested over her torso. The wind tugged at the stray strands of hair that had stubbornly slipped free from…"
Apr 20

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At 12:50 on June 1, 2019,
✓ Elle-Mae Vivienne Lovett

Miss you, handsome.

Hope you're doing alright. Just wanted to let you know, how much you mean to me. Despite the circumstances, we're currently in; I hope you know that deep down. You mean more to me, than you might realise. Hopefully, we'll get through this, complication. Thinking off you, always. 

All my love,

Your Elle xx <3

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At 16:16 on April 25, 2019,
✓ Elle-Mae Vivienne Lovett

Hey Bap, I finally managed to string up a starter.

I apologise, if it's not the best. But, we got to start somewhere, right? :) Hope you'll enjoy anyways.

Let's Face The Demons

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At 10:41 on September 24, 2018,
✓ Riley Adams

Hey Bap! Thanks for the friend request!

And sorry ( not sorry) for disappearing the other night. Hopefully we can plot soon!


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