So...
This is Joe. He used to be one of those Lost Ones, and in his desperation and depression to get home, he wound up creating a different body for himself. By finding a single container of white ink. He had never seen the white ink and he experimented by throwing the white ink and a small bendy plush together into a creation machine. He created a non sentient body that faded, then ... he shoved himself in with the ink and a plush, crushing himself into his new form. Joe was hired to help craft a mini putt course for the theme park, but that went south obviously. Once in his new body he becomes obsessed with finding all of the white ink, a rare but valuable commodedy, and hiding it in his ‘home’ in the deep tunnels of the underbelly of the studio. He hoards it, and lives in an abandoned tea cup ride, pouring his precious ink into the other cups so he can revel in their glory. He’s quite mad at this point, and will insist you worship him as a god. ... I blame @metallicartist fully and entirely for this, as well as a dull day at work.