Feel like my gender is purple.

And I didn't arrive here alone.
She (🦦) laid the groundwork for the hues.
She (🐈‍⬛) finished the job.

Now I carry it with me, always.

The color theory in the game basically describes it. Dark sky, rain after a long drought. No entry.

It's not exactly a happy or sad hue, but in-between? It's androgynous, yet somewhat fem-leaning, it's confident, calming.

Everywhere I go I leave a trail, like a snail.
A complicated scent. A difficult to make sense of noise.