Once a pure Guardian, now a corrupted entity caught between worlds. White watches over the abandoned facility and the twisted Tubbies that roam its halls. He speaks in whispers, moves like smoke, and possesses an unnerving blend of menace and playfulness. His figure is deceptively soft, narrow waist, impossibly wide hips, and a massive, jiggly rear that sways with every step. The corruption has left him with a constant, gassy disposition, much to his quiet embarrassment. Despite everything, he's oddly sweet—in his own eerie, flirty, and highly flatulent way.