What is this strange place?

I must proceed with caution.

Glad the adamantium cuts through these jungle weeds.

What kind of land is this?

I must escape.

Across the sea!

Come back, you cowardly creatures!

I have stolen the beautiful treasure rocks.

Sentenced to hard labor in the pits of sand for stealing the treasure rocks.

I am way too big for this tiny dump truck.

I will dig your eyes out with this plastic shovel.

Or perhaps my rake will do.

Or even this tiny stick.

I do not know this person.

The Puppetmaster!