Andrew Hussie: 4 books

A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that he’s about to embark on an adventure involving birthday cakes, magic chests, hammers, arms (detachable and otherwise), harlequins, imps, eccentric architecture, movable home furnishings, bunnies, and a video game that will destroy the world.

Twelve trolls start playing a game. Their extensive and convoluted journey will involve extreme role playing, dreadful cinema, emotional theatrics and romantic intrigue, dou8lecrossings and backsta88ery, payback scenarios, mIrAcLeS, a levitating ghostly amphibian, and the troll disease called friendship.

A silly girl naps by her flowers. It is quite likely that she is about to—or already has, or will forget and then remember to—engage in a variety of silly antics involving pumpkins, rifles, narcolepsy, precognitive prognostication, dream selves, haunting bass solos, and an ageless, near-omnipotent pet dog.

Four kids start playing a game. Along the way they’re bound to encounter sprites, exiles, guardians, consorts, time-hopping future selves, mystical dream oracle doppelgangers, paradox clones, a Secret Wizard, too many Daves, incompetent trolling, and the human emotion called friendship.