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Serial Designation N (originally designated as N-0X0010010) serves as the lovable, conflict-ridden deuteragonist of GLITCH Productions’ indie animated sci-fi horror-comedy web series, Murder Drones. Voiced with signature earnestness by Michael Kovach, N stands as one of the most mechanically complex and emotionally profound characters in modern indie animation.
Visually, N strikes a stark silhouette. He features bright, neon-yellow eyes, a mop of messy, silvery-grey hair parted to the left, and a black winter cap matching a heavy pilot’s coat. Like all Disassembly Drones, his head is crowned by a headband containing five glowing yellow optical sensors. His standard limbs are shielded in white armor accented by warning stripe patterns. When entering combat mode, his digital eyes transform into a predatory, glowing yellow X. His jaw splits into a maw of razor-sharp fangs. Metallic, blade-like wings erupt from his back, and his long, wire-thin tail tips into a syringe dripping with glowing yellow nanite acid.
Beneath this terrifying, weaponized exterior lies a personality that is overwhelmingly polite, empathetic, and painfully eager to please. N is a textbook tragic outcast—a gentle soul trapped inside a terrifying engine of mass destruction. He loves golden retrievers, hoards branded corporate pens, and actively avoids interpersonal conflict whenever possible. This massive tonal dissonance between his violent programming and his inherently sweet disposition forms the emotional anchor of the entire series.
The Tragic Backstory: From Butler to Weapon
Long before arriving on the frozen, post-apocalyptic exoplanet Copper 9, N was a simple, submissive Worker Drone on Earth. He served as a butler at the opulent Elliott Manor, a sprawling estate where humans treated intelligent automatons with severe neglect and outright cruelty. Dressed in a tiny dapper waistcoat, N spent his early days sweeping floors, serving drinks at high-society galas, and trying his best to navigat