I'm not a writer but here's something for fun.
They cried! Oh they cried! They pleaded "But Draqs, we won't be able to see the 000000 details you have so masterfully detailed!" with faces long and sorrowful.
"It was Dabreeze!" he said in a forceful voice. "The Dabreeze is the one who cast these precious details into the shadows. He cares not to define these edges. But then again, he may lack the ability to define anything. Perhaps someone should buy him a dictionary." he said in a witty tone turning toward his wine glass with satisfaction as the crowd laughed. Right then, appearing out of nowhere like the very colors themselves was Dabreeze. "Listen not to these absurd accusations." he said.
"You! Get back in your dungeon slave!" Draqs commanded. "There are more entries to complete. More votes to be gotten. More reckons to be reckoned and MORE DEFINITIONS TO BE DEFINED!!" he yelled losing his cool and then quickly regaining composure. "But... seeing as you are here, please, stretch your legs, take a moment to speak."
Dabreeze told them what his plan had been. He showed them the very thing they were fighting against. And they loved it.
Draqs threw down his glass and leaped from his seat as they cried! They cried "We like it better without the black! We like it better without the black!"
"NO! Silence!" Draqs screamed. But it was too late. The crowd was no longer one sided. Now there were two equal and opposing forces chanting two opposing ideas.
Buuuut after some painful powerpoint presentations and some refreshments, Draqs and DaBreezed convinced everyone to work together for the greater good. So they all came together and they voted. They voted hard.